春天,太阳暖暖地照着,高高山上的石头缝里,钻出两棵细嫩的小树苗,一棵是小松树苗,还有一棵也是小松树苗。春雨细细洒,春风轻轻吹,这两棵小松树苗一天天长大了,长高了。瞧,他们个儿一样高,叶儿一样绿,多像一对双胞眙。一天,一棵小松树对另一棵小松树说:“哎,你说,是谁把我们俩种在这儿的呀?”另一棵小松树说:“是呀,我们的妈妈在哪儿呀?”“一定是人把我们种在这儿的。”“不,你看这高山上没有路,人 In the spring, the sun shone warmly, the crevices of the mountains were drilled, and two delicate young saplings were drilled. One was a small pine sapling and the other was a small pine sapling. Slightly sprinkled spring, the spring breeze blowing, the two pine trees grow up day by day, grow taller. Look, they’re the same height, leaves green, more like a pair of twins. One day, a small pine tree said to another Komatsu: “Hey, you said,” Who is the one who kindled us here? “Another Komatsu said,” Yeah, where is our mother? “ ”It must be someone who is planting us here.“ ”No, you see no way in this mountain, man