In front of my house, there is a row of poplar, sturdy trunk held out numerous branches, delicate branches wore a stroll on the leaves, so that anyone who read what could not help but want to touch, feel the breath of nature.
In addition to the car in front of a few more colorful things no matter it is, that the low grass can not block the cool Wei Ren. Looked up, no, is not only cars, grass, there was the tall poplars.
In early spring, poplar sprout, and a string of tender green, while high, but it is still clear greeted. In the past the people to hurry, to hurry, cars flew in from light green piece walk through, poplar sprout in this unconsciously spit leaves.
Summer, lush leaves of the poplar. Finally someone is willing to stop and planted in the shade where it has a moment of rest. In the evening, a few old ladies holding their grandson, granddaughter, in the embrace of poplar Yueyuexiaoxiao, stop-go, for this summer monotony and silence added some vivid.
Autumn, Sassou feeling hovering between the people and things. When people unconsciously sigh of "is a bumper year" when the poplar leaves have litters, and the branches, leaving only a lot of strings on a long seed. No drop of a leaf, and there are a few pieces of green, but it also showed the years old.
Winter, snow is a beautiful landscape, have the breath of winter snow accompanied by Da Zhaoxuan falling, like one by one adorable little imps down on your clothes, hats. The poplar it? Snow has long been covered with branches, is sleep, showing an unprecedented calm. This gives a tranquil beauty, the United States in the branches, the United States in the treetops.
Poplar, is plain. It is not as beautiful cherry blossoms, but also did not like orchids Jiao drops. It's just it, no one can change its obscurity, no one can change its dedication, it is always in front of my house the most beautiful landscape!
在我家门前，有一排杨树，粗壮的树干上托着无数的枝条，细嫩的枝条上顶着一枝浓绿的叶片，让谁看了都忍不住想抚摸一下，感受一下大自然的气息。
门前除了几辆花花绿绿的汽车外再无它物，那低矮的小草又不能为人遮挡阴凉。抬头看看，不，不只有汽车，小草，还有那高大的杨树。
早春，杨树发芽了，一串串的嫩绿色，虽然高，但也还是清晰的映入眼帘。过往的人们来匆匆，去匆匆，汽车也飞快地从这片淡绿中穿行，杨树就在这不知不觉中发芽吐叶。
盛夏，杨树的叶子繁茂了。终于有人肯停下脚步在它所撒下的阴凉里休息会儿了。傍晚时分，几个老奶奶抱着各自的孙子，孙女，在杨树的怀抱中说说笑笑，走走停停，为这盛夏的单调和寂静增添了几分生动。
入秋，飒爽的感觉徘徊在人和物之间。当人们不知不觉中感叹着“又是一个丰收年”的时候，杨树的叶子已经凋落了，枝头上只留下了许多串长长的种子。没有落的叶子里，还有几片是绿色的，但也显现出岁月的年迈。
寒冬，雪是一条亮丽的风景线，纷纷的雪花伴着冬的气息打着旋飘落，像一个个活泼可爱的小精灵，降在你的衣服上，帽子上。而杨树呢？早已被雪花挂满了枝头，正在安睡，显示出空前的宁静。这给人以一种恬静的美，美在枝头，美在树梢。
杨树，是朴实无华的。它不像樱花那样美丽，也不像兰花那样娇滴。它只是它，没有人能改变它的默默无闻，没有人能改变它的无私奉献，它永远是我家门前最亮丽的风景线！