树
                                                                          树啊，
                                                                          叫我如何说您？

                                                                          春天里。
                                                                          您吸着泥土的气息，
                                                                          展开希望的灿烂，
                                                                          呼出清芬。

                                                                          夏日炎炎，
                                                                          您拼了命，
                                                                          扇起凉风，
                                                                          撑出自己最大的绿荫。

                                                                          秋天来了，
                                                                          您把落叶匀匀铺在地上，
                                                                          给行人减震，
                                                                          那么认真！

                                                                          冬日寒冷，
                                                                          您把自己投进火中，
                                                                          姿态婀娜，
                                                                          舞出生命的温馨。

                                                                          树啊
                                                                          叫我如何说您？

                                                                          问爸妈吧，
                                                                          树的回答——那么轻。