我们的学校是花园,花园里一年四季绿树成荫、鲜花盛开,可我独爱那棵老乌桕树。它虽然没有垂柳的婀娜多姿,没有桂花的芬芳清香,没有松树的高风亮节,没有银杏的浑身是宝。可它在我心中比鲜花还美,比银杏还有价值,因为它陪伴着我度过了六年诗意般的童年生活。布谷鸟和着淅淅沥沥的春雨声,轻轻地唤醒了沉睡的老乌桕树。 Our school is a garden, tree-lined throughout the year in the garden, flowers in full bloom, but I love the tree alone that old tree. Although it is not graceful Weeping Willow, fragrant fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, pine-free high-spirited, ginkgo without the whole body is a treasure. But it is more beautiful in my heart than flowers, more valuable than ginkgo, because it accompanied me spent six years of poetic childhood. The cuckoo and the rainy spring rain gently awakened the sleeping old tallow tree.