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男孩和他的树

　　从前，有一棵巨大的苹果树。
　　一个小男孩每天都喜欢在树下玩耍。他爬树，吃苹果，在树阴下小睡......他爱树，树也爱和他玩。
　　时间过得很快，小男孩长大了，他不再每天都来树下玩耍了。
　　一天，男孩来到树下，注视着树。
　　“来和我玩耍吧。”树说。
　　“我不再是孩子了，我再也不会在树下玩了。”孩子回答道，“我想要玩具，我需要钱去买玩具。”
　　“对不起，我没有钱......但是,你可以把我的苹果摘下来,拿去卖掉,这样你就有钱了。”
　　男孩兴奋地把所有的苹果都摘下来，高兴地离开了。男孩摘下苹果后很久都没有回来。树很伤心。
　　一天，男孩回来了，树很激动。
　　“来和我玩吧！”树说。
　　“我没时间玩，我得工作，养家糊口。我们需要一幢房子，你能帮助我吗？”
　　“对不起，我没有房子，但是你可以砍下我的树枝，拿去盖你的房子。”男孩把所有的树枝都砍下来，高兴地离开了。
　　看到男孩那么高兴，树非常欣慰。但是，男孩从此很久都没有回来。树再一次的孤独、伤心起来。
　　一个炎热的夏日，男孩终于回来了，树很欣喜。
　　“来和我玩吧！”树说。
　　“我过得不快乐，我也一天天变老了，我想去航海放松一下。你能给我一条船吗？”
　　“用我的树干给你造船吧，你就能快乐地航行到遥远的地方。”男孩把树干砍下来，做成了一条船。
　　他去航海了，很常时间都没有露面。
　　最后，过了很多年，男孩终于回来了。
　　“对不起，孩子，我再没有什么东西可以给你了.....”树说。
　　“我已经没有牙咬苹果了。”男孩回答到。
　　“我也没有树干让你爬了。”树说。
　　“我已经老的爬不动了。”男孩说。
　　“我真的不能再给你任何东西，除了我正在死去的树根。”树含着泪说。
　　“我现在什么都不需要了，只想找个地方休息。过了这么些年，我累了。”男孩回答到。
　　男孩坐下了，树很高兴，含着泪微笑着.......

　　A BOY AND HIS TREE
　　A long time ago, there was a big apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
　　Time went by...They little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree.
　　One day, the boy came back to the tree and looked sad. “Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.
　　“I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore,” the boy replied. “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” “Sorry, but I don’t have money, but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He picked all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy didn’t come back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
　　One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “ Come and play with me,” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can cut off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.
　　The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy didn’t appear since then. The tree was again lonely and sad. One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said.
　　“I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” “Use my trunk to build the boat. You can sail and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and did not show up for a long time.
　　Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you,” the tree said. “I don’t have teeth to bite,” the boy replied. “No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now,” the boy said. “I really want to give you something…the only thing left is my dying roots,” the trees said with tears. “I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the boy replied. “Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on the rest. Come here, please sit down with me and have a rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears…
　　This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When we grow up, we leave them, and only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parents.

A BOY AND HIS TREE
A long time ago, there was a big apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it every day. He climbed to the tree top, ate the apples, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by...They little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and looked sad. “Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy.
“I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore,” the boy replied. “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” “Sorry, but I don’t have money, but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He picked all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy didn’t come back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “ Come and play with me,” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can cut off my branches to build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.
The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy didn’t appear since then. The tree was again lonely and sad. One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” the tree said.
“I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” “Use my trunk to build the boat. You can sail and be happy.” So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and did not show up for a long time.
Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you,” the tree said. “I don’t have teeth to bite,” the boy replied. “No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now,” the boy said. “I really want to give you something…the only thing left is my dying roots,” the trees said with tears. “I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the boy replied. “Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on the rest. Come here, please sit down with me and have a rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears…
This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parents. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad. When we grow up, we leave them, and only come to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think that the boy is cruel to the tree but that’s how all of us are treating our parents.