Grass is a symbol of vitality. Full of thick green grass, it is a model of tenacious vitality. Grass can be seen everywhere on the roadside, on the beach and under the roof eaves. The blazing sun can't bake it through, nor can the cold of ice bones break it. A spring rain hit, it held its head high, straightened its chest and emerged from the ground.
When spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, and it is another year of grass and spring flowers. On the Yuan Ye, the grass has changed into green clothes and is full of vitality.
I love grass, and I love her tenacious vitality. Whether it is barren wasteland or fertile soil, as long as the seeds of grass fall, she will sprout tenaciously and unconsciously show her pointed little head. In early spring, before the snow melted, I walked on the road and inadvertently saw the grass under the snow, so green and tenacious. Except this bag of grass, there is no green around, so the green grass has become the messenger of spring.
The snow gradually melted, and another batch of grass stood up, so green and fresh. Ah, the grass has turned green. "The rain in the sky is crisp, but the grass color is far away." The misty scenery is really beautiful After that, the birds are singing and the flowers are blooming.
Grass's life is unremarkable. No one needs watering or fertilizing. As long as there is a handful of soil and a beam of sunshine, it can thrive.
In summer, the vitality of grass is getting stronger and stronger, enjoying the joy of grass growing and warblers flying. However, the poisonous sun in summer is somewhat ruthless, and I can't wait to scorch the green; The wind like a heat wave is also cruel, and I want to uproot the grass, but the grass is still very strong, as if nothing had happened. The cruel summer finally brought a storm. In the storm, sharp-edged raindrops stung the grass desperately, making them stagger. After the heavy rain, some grass bent to the waist, others crawled on the ground and had no strength. However, they didn't and won't give up. Under the call of the bright sunshine, they quickly stood up one by one, and the green grass with raindrops was more vigorous and fresh.
A few months later, autumn arrived. The leaves and crops on the trees gradually turn yellow, and many lives seem to have come to an end. However, even at the foot of fallen leaves, there are some green grass, which may be the last touch of green in a year. Some grass turned yellow, but it didn't die. They are still standing in the cold wind, like immortal soldiers. They greeted the arrival of winter with fearless spirit. The trees are bare and snowflakes are falling. Look at the foot of the tree, and you can see the traces of green. The grass smiled: If winter comes, can spring be far behind?
As Gerry sang, there is no fragrance of flowers, no height of trees ... As the ancient poetry recited, wildfire never devoured them, and they grew tall again in the spring breeze. Grass is a group of tenacious and lovely children, who always hold their heads high and extend their green arms.