When going to school everyday, my metropolis is intended innocently look sidelong at that wayside tree, gradually, this already made my habit.
每天上学时，我都会有意无意的瞟一眼那棵路旁的树，渐渐的，这已成为了我的习惯。
Spring, fine residue extend green bud, declare publicly is worn vernal arrival, they are pale green and pale green, let a person read find the scenery pleasing to both the eye and the mind. Small tender Xie Cang is in limb, playing like mischievous child play hide-and-seek, if you look not carefully, cannot find them certainly. Stroke of a breeze passes, the tender leaf of one tree has dance along with wind, good-looking.
春天，纤细的枝丫伸出绿芽，昭示着春天的到来，它们嫩绿嫩绿的，让人看了赏心悦目。小小的嫩叶藏在枝干中，就像顽皮的孩子在玩捉迷藏，若是你不仔细看，一定找不到它们。一阵微风拂过，一树的嫩叶就随风起舞，好看的很。
Chu Xia, still do not calculate too hot, I come to the front of the tree, wherefrom tuft bunch gets off in lush and green leaf, serious observation. Leaf is flat flat, do not calculate very big, appearance resembling bateau is same, but won't sunken go in, there still are a lot of grains on the page, like the person's blood-vessel, daedal, but again beauty of a kind of inarticulate comes.
初夏，还不算太热，我来到树前，从那一簇簇郁郁葱葱的叶子中取下一片，认真观察。叶子扁扁的，不算很大，形状像小舟一样，但不会凹进去，页面上还有许多纹路，像人的血管一样，错综复杂，但又有一种说不出的美来。
Enter autumn, the leaf of one tree opens full marks / only then become yellow slowly, in connecting gentle breeze also be mingled with filar silk cool meaning, I am careful smell smell, smell unexpectedly the fragrance of a clear suffering, I go as fragrance, discovering this olfactory origin is this tree unexpectedly, I can't help grabbing from the ground a withered leaf, muse rises. This leaf is already withered, so very easy go to sticks and staves, what did I hold to be on guard accordingly psychology, till ——“ ah! Ant ” swings that leaf by the side of the cry in fear side me go out, look at the ant of one tree, I decide not to stand by that tree temporarily secretly in the heart, next gloomy ground ran away.
入秋，一树的叶子开满分/始慢慢变黄了，就连微风中也夹杂了丝丝凉意，我仔细嗅了嗅，竟闻到一股清苦的香味，我随着香味走，发现这味道的来源竟是这棵树，我不禁从地上抓起一片枯叶，仔细端详起来。这叶子已经枯了，所以很容易碎掉，因此我也没抱有什么防范心理，直到——“啊！蚂蚁”我边惊叫边把那片叶子甩出去，看着一树的蚂蚁，我在心中暗暗决定暂时不靠近那棵树，然后灰溜溜地跑开了。
Wintry day, cold wind blast, leaf mostly already adrift, only a few withered Xie Hai are hanged be between the beetle and the blockly on branch. Snowed, I still piled a light snow person to take commemoration day below the tree.
冬日，寒风阵阵，树叶大多都已经飘零，只有几片枯叶还岌岌可危的挂在树枝上。下雪了，我还在树下堆了个小雪人留作纪念。
It is a year spring, new Xie Chang came out, spring breeze is blown, snowman melted ……
又是一年的春，新叶长出来了，春风吹来了，雪人融化了……(文/王筱雅)