It was fin on March 12, 2001. I got up arly that day. All th studnts in our school wnt to th hill to plant trs.

W arrivd at th hill at ight oclock. Th tachr askd ach of us to plant at last six trs. Thn w startd digging, planting and watring. W all workd so hard that w could finish our tasks ahad of tim. Among us,Wang Lin, our monitor st a good xampl for us. Though h was ill, h workd hardr. Whn h finishd his task, h wnt on to hlp othrs without vn a littl rst. H was wt all ovr aftr work. I must larn from him, I said to myslf . Looking at th lins of th young trs, w smild happily, forgtting our tirdnss.