那年冬天,爸爸带我到爷爷家过圣诞节。一天,在玩耍时,我发现屋前的一棵无花果树死了——树皮有的地方已剥落,枝干也不再呈暗青色,已完全枯黄。我对爷爷说:“那棵树已经死了,把它砍了吧,再种一棵。”可是爷爷不同意,他说:“过冬后它可能还会萌芽抽枝,孩子,记住,冬天,不要砍树。 That winter, my father took me to my grandparents’ house for Christmas. One day, while playing, I found a fig tree in front of the house dead - some areas of the bark had spalled, and the branches no longer had a dark blue color and were completely yellowish. I said to my grandfather: ”The tree is dead, cut it, and grow another one. “ But my grandpa did not agree, he said: ”After winter it may sprout, children, remember Live, winter, do not cut trees.