"last leaf" this article is my "children's literature" on the see. when i finished reading the article, i who had a deep admiration for the artist's talent and the kind of self-sacrificing spirit.

　　what happened was this: so a good friend of jones, unfortunately, contracted pneumonia, in their residence out of the window there is a cluster of ivy, through the baptism of wind and rain, and its leaves have disappeared into obscurity. jones think when the last one leaves off the ivy-ray later, her life, coming to an end. so this can not be racking their brains to dispel the idea of her, only to the downstairs, mr. berman for help. berman is a painter, he knew that after a wet and windy night, in the ivy leaves off the light, when girls think that their certain death, when the old painter to allow girls to rekindle the fire of hope, he braved the wind and rain to leaves painted on the wall, for which he contracted pneumonia and died.

　　read it, tears blurred my eyes, i thought of how great the old painter. him, an ordinary painter, in order to save itself has to give up on a girl, paid with his life. i seem to see the face of it after he leaves unfinished a brilliant smile. he finally has had his wish. that is, he hopes to complete his jingshizhizuo during their lifetime. it seems to me that he did. i think if he were alive, he would think so.

　　from the bottom of my heart i admire mr. berman, as well as the psychological jones previously was sad. when people can not give up hope. like our class a female classmate, she was very confident of their own. in a jumping goat, her teachers and fellow students rely on the constant encouragement, she finally jumped in the past. so, in our side, also need, as mr. berman did for our people to keep lit the fire of hope. in this way, our lives would flourishing.

　　from each of a small matter, every word from the language, one from each eye, we are little by little to build our self-confidence. therefore, we must be careful to do things, talk, do not give up someone else's confidence. a people do not have self-confidence, nothing can be done.

　　when reading this article, i have been wondering: why, mr. berman will be death? because i did not know he was to die in order to draw a leaf, but did not know what was actually his paintings to their work. until i saw the words of the last paragraph of the article. this is what the soviet union to the friends said, she said: "there are some things i must tell you, white mouse (jones)， mr. rae mann died of pneumonia in the hospital today. he only sick for two days. the first day of the morning, to see found the door in his room very sick. his shoes and clothes were soaked, and cold speranskia tuberculata did not know he was doing in that wind and rain the night went, only found a lantern, still lit; there is obviously just used a ladder; have a few to throw on one side of the brush; a nianman yellow, green, two kinds of mixed-color palette, as well as … … my dear, you look out the window bar, wall ivy leaf on that last one! you not think mody? why wind and rain it does have a motionless? oh. dear mr. berman jingshizhizuo this is?? that night, when the last leaf to fall, he took it painted on the wall. "

　　今年，我买了几本书，准备暑假读。其中，我最喜欢的书，就是金波爷爷写的《做一片美的叶子》。

　　也许你听到这个名字，会有些熟悉，没错！它的名字和我们曾经学过的课文相同，而我们学过的那篇课文，正是出自这本书。

　　《做一片美的叶子》主要写了各种动植物的样子，以及它们和金波爷爷的各种趣事，让我重新认识了一位充满童心的金波爷爷。其中，我最喜欢的就是第四辑《花宴》中的《二月兰》了。

　　《二月兰》一文中说，金波爷爷是在冬雪融化以后，走进林中空地，发现了这株二月兰。文中还介绍到：二月兰有羽状的绿叶，还开着紫色的小花，读到这里，我已经想象出了二月兰的样子，我查了资料，确实和我想的一模一样，接下来，金波爷爷把它移植到了院子里，起初，二月兰叶子蔫蔫的，花苞也很干瘪，金波爷爷有些后悔，想：要是我没有把它移植到了院子里，它会不会已经开出漂亮的花了呢？邻居家的小姑娘说：“二月兰只是害羞了，害羞的人总是喜欢低着头的。每天多看看它，多见见面，慢慢的熟悉了，他就会大胆起来了。”又过了几天，金波爷爷还没起床时，就听到邻居家的小姑娘在院子里喊：“二月兰开花啦！”金波爷爷马上跑去了院子里，一看，二月兰果真开出了美丽的花。后来，有一位老奶奶亲切地喊它诸葛菜，我想：“它不是花吗，怎么变成菜了？”原来，这位老奶奶以前经常把它摘了吃，老奶奶想：“它不是菜吗，怎么变成花了？”很久以后，你总能听到他们的“对话”：“你记得每年开花的时候吗？”“记得，

　　那是我们的节日。”“你们有邻居吗？”“有啊，有鸢尾兰、西番莲……”

　　听了这么多，你一定也喜欢上了这些花、这些草、这些事，还有这位金波爷爷吧！那就快买一本吧，别忘了，它叫《做一片美的叶子》。