A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree.
A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. 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... the little
boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday.
One day, the boy came back to the tree and he 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 grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never
came back after he picked that 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 chop 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 never came back 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 truck to build your boat. You
can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree truck to make a
boat. He went sailing and never showed 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 truck for you to climb on" "I am too old for that now" the boy said.
"I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying
roots" the tree 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! An old tree root is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, Come sit down with me and rest."
The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears.......
This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young,
we loved to play with Mom and Dad... When we grown up, we left them...
only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble.
You may think the boy is cruel to the tree, but that's how most of us
are treating our parent. No matter what, parents will always be there
and give everything they could to make you happy. Please do love your
parents…. always..
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