Author: poet Zi Qiao
A grass is swaying on the vilen.
In order to watch the dreamy starry sky
With the gentleness of the wind
It saw the fading moon.
It saw a faint yellow in the east.
It's happy. It loves this rainbow-like dream.
A grass is swaying on the vilen.
To see the rainbow dawn.
With the clarity of water
It watched the sunrise in Dongsheng, Ran Ran.
It saw the clear golden light on the hillside.
It's happy. It likes this fantastic rainbow.
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Chapter II: Grass
Author: unspeakable pain
The autumn wind is rustling.
The grass bowed its head humbly.
A shriveled body
Never have the courage to look up at the towering trees again.
She is crying.
On this cold night
Tears soaked the soil under your feet.
Maybe this is her best destination.
Bury love and wait for the notes of spring.
She will be reborn in despair.
Witness eternity in samsara
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Chapter III: Grass
Author: Wei Qing
Like grass
I bloom silently.
Silent fragrance
Die quietly.
However, I never feel sad.
Life gives me happiness.
Distance makes me yearn.
As long as the spring breeze blows across the earth
As long as the spring rain moistens the heart
What else is worth suffering?
What else can't be forgotten
Countless creatures in the world
I know.-They
In fact, they are all like me.
Ordinary people don't need to be sad.
Nobleness is just an illusion.
Postmortem statement
That is the wealth of your life.
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Chapter 4: Happy Grassland
Author: Long Yan
I hope my life
Like grass on the earth.
True, calm and pure
Every morning
When I open my eyes in the morning breeze
eye
You will smell the flowers.
You will see the height of the tree.
I will smile with them.
Say hello.
Then twist your waist and exercise.
I want to wipe my face with dew.
Wash it, let it cool,
Waiting for the sun to rub it on me.
blush
Then start a new page.
Life.
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Chapter 5: Grass
Author: ZJK heavy snow
You are the only lush grass,
A hole was drilled in the corner of a building.
You shook your head and smiled tenaciously,
There is no sunshine.
The cold wind blew away all the residual temperature,
The sparrow flew back to its nest without calling.
You look at the moonlight,
I also talked about the number of months in an amazing scene.
The first time I saw you in the morning,
You curled up quietly without a smile.
This time you cried a bunch of dew,
You said you wanted the hottest soil.
You said you wanted the most transparent cup,
I know what you mean.
Your last wish,
I gently married you back to my heart.
fresh flower
If you are the flower of friendship,
Shining on you,
Must be the rising sun in my heart.
If you are an unbeaten flower,
Water your water,
I must be purer than the spring water in Changbai Mountain.
When the wind hits you,
I will be an unstoppable sail,
When you are hesitant,
I'll cover you and show you the way.
When a snowstorm hits you,
I am one of your umbrellas,
I'll do my best.
Suffer all the pain for you
Even if your heart is lonely,
I am willing to purify a little bee.
Sing that happy song for you every day,
Until my life.
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Chapter 6: Look at the color of grass.
Author: muzzle
Look at the color of grass.
How environmentally friendly. With the partners around you
Same, have your own space.
Also has its own sunshine and rain.
Natural existence
Myself. Your own voice and smile
People appreciate the little flowers next to them.
It looks different
Riverside, spring, summer, autumn and winter.
bustling
Clouds in the sky, flying freely
No worries and worries.
Look at the color of grass.
Slight change
More confidence, more courage.
Gradually mature
Then look at the color of the grass.
You think for yourself.
You think about life.
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Chapter 7: I'm just the grass on the roadside.
Author: Zhang Yuanxin
In the middle of nowhere, I was born and raised, just grass on the roadside.
Although the sun shines, it absorbs dust.
I am green in spring and summer, turn yellow in autumn and die in winter.
Watching people walk and listening to the whistle of cars.
On rainy days, people pass me romantically with umbrellas.
I washed my body and became dazzling and shiny.
Sucking the rain, long-lost carefree satisfaction.
I watched the birds jumping on the treetops higher than my head.
Many times, I will smile because my skin will be better.
But it is still hard to resist the power of time, and life and death are inevitable.
Life is not long, because of love and dreams, we hold hope and learn to be strong.
No beautiful flowers, no tall body, only a little green, if you care.
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Chapter 8: Praise of Grass
Author: Shuigang
spring
You come out of the ground.
Stick your head out and look around.
With a curious look
Staring at this strange and beautiful world.
Sigh the beauty of the world
summer
Your waist is very soft.
Dotted with fields and mother earth.
The breeze is blowing.
You nodded naughtily and bent down.
Like a naughty child
autumn
You embrace the sunshine.
Use your different kinds to produce different fruits.
Various shapes and postures.
Although not as beautiful as flowers.
Not as tall as a tree.
But there is also an indescribable charm.
Under?the?sun
Particularly charming.
winter
You have ushered in a winter that tests you.
Under the urging of frost and snow
Your life is almost exhausted.
But you have no waist.
Still standing in the cold wind
Fight the wind and frost with your tenacious vitality
Even if the ruthless wildfire burns you up.
But next spring, you will still be dashing.
Grass, grass
past and present
How many famous poets praise you?
grass
I love you
I love your indomitable spirit.
Love your tenacious vitality more