我是一棵树，老家住在森林里。 我长得枝叶茂盛，每年春天头顶开着成千上万可爱的小花儿；秋天都可以结出许多甜美的果子。无数小鸟在我浓密的头发里安家立业，生儿育女。每天晚上，鸟儿们悦耳的歌声伴我入睡；每天清晨，鸟儿们美妙的舞姿令我陶醉。有时，我的身上起了寄生虫，小鸟们常常为我啄下那些讨厌的寄生虫。在小鸟“护士”的呵护下，我健康的成长着。
鸟儿们已经是我生活中一群不可缺少的伙伴。可是，森林的树木越来越少，最后连我也被砍倒了。小鸟们为这事哭了一天一夜，都飞走了。 我被大卡车拉到了城市，送进一家工厂，在这里，我发现了我的许多伙伴。有些伙伴的样子惨不忍睹，头发都被剃掉了，胳膊和腿都被砍掉了。我被抬上一架怪模怪样的机器，机器发出“嘟嘟”声，一会儿，我就变成了一张桌子。又被人们抬进了学校。我的小主人是一个小姑娘，她常常拿笔在我的脸上乱画，还拿刀子划我。我陪伴小主人度过了一个学期，又被送进一间油漆房，油漆工人为我涂上油漆。我变得崭新崭新的了。
就这样，我一次又一次地被加工，最后被小朋友们摇得站不住了，零件也不牢了。有过了一些日子，我散架了，人们把我拉进加工房，我被加工成一张张洁白如雪的纸，送进千家万户。小朋友们都不爱惜我，有些男孩子甚至把我叠成纸飞机，到处乱飞。有些女孩子把我撕成一条一条的，到处乱扔。想想小时候跟小鸟们做伴，我心里真难过：“小朋友们，没有我们，风魔、水魔、沙魔、雨魔、雹魔就会破坏你们的家园；没有我们，噪音就消失不了，它们会伤害你们的身体；没有我们，世界将变成一片沙漠。”
In this way, I was processed again and again. At last, I was shaken by the children and the parts were not firm. After a few days, I broke up, people pulled me into the processing room, I was processed into a piece of white paper, sent to thousands of households. Children don't cherish me. Some boys even fold me into paper airplanes and fly around. Some girls tear me up and throw me around. When I think about my childhood company with birds, I feel sad: "children, without us, the demons of wind, water, sand, rain and hail will destroy your home; without us, the noise will not disappear, they will hurt your body; without us, the world will become a desert."
小朋友们，用你们的实际行动来爱护我们吧！”
Children, take good care of us with your practical actions! "
相关内容：
