Campus Poplar Fragments (100 words)

There is a big poplar tree on the playground of our school. It is tall and straight, with lush foliage. It takes four or five students my age to hold it up.

In spring, poplars germinated, and the trees were covered with caterpillars the thickness of fingers, which fell down in a few days. Some naughty boys used it to scare our timid girls, saying that they were all "caterpillars".

I like poplars in summer best, because the leaves of poplars become bigger and greener, and the canopy of poplars is flourishing, like a huge green umbrella. The leaves are beautiful. Green leaves sparkle in our eyes. It seems that there is a new life trembling on every green leaf. At this time, we are happy to jump rubber bands, hit sandbags and jump rope under the tree ... we have a good time! That's because there are big poplars to shelter us from the wind and rain and the sun!

In autumn, poplar leaves gradually turn yellow, and a gust of wind blows, and poplar leaves fall from trees one after another, just like thousands of yellow butterflies flying in the sky. We happily picked up the leaves. Some students use them to pull out old poles, some as bookmarks, and some as specimens.

In winter, all the leaves of poplar trees have fallen, and poplar trees seem a little sad. However, after a snowfall, the poplar statue was covered with a silver fur coat, which was beautiful and elegant. I really like it!

I love you! Beautiful tall and straight poplar! You are the pride of the school!