Stubborn grass 1 grass, maybe he is not so eye-catching, because he is not as tall as pine trees, not as gorgeous as violets, and not as beautiful as peony flowers. But it has a strong heart. As the saying goes, "wildfires will not devour them, and the spring breeze will blow high."
One day, on a sunny afternoon, people were playing leisurely. Suddenly, a sudden thunderstorm scared us all home. However, those plants have been damaged: after being hit by a thunderstorm, the branches and leaves of trees that stand proudly are scattered all over the floor, obviously being hit hard; And colorful flowers can only bow their heads, making them unable to fight back under the thunderstorm. The whole world seems to have lost its dazzling beauty.
The next day, the thunderstorm that lasted all day finally stopped. At this time, I intend to go outside to breathe the fresh air after the rain, but the beautiful scenery outside has been unnoticed, because last night's thunderstorm beat the flowers and trees beyond recognition and fell apart, which was terrible. Just as I was preparing to go home in disappointment, I suddenly saw a green light flashing, which was so dazzling and charming. I am driven by great curiosity. I followed the light to find the "destination", thinking it was a dying tree, but I didn't expect it to be grass. They are standing under the impact of thunderstorm, and they are trying to grow even if they are blown by strong wind. I was shocked by the tenacious vitality of the grass and his strong heart. In the grass, I seem to see the indomitable spirit of China people. This spirit has been passed down from generation to generation, but it will never disappear.
Each of us should learn from the grass. No matter how many difficulties and setbacks we encounter, we should not shrink back, but face them bravely. As long as you have the courage, you will succeed
Stubborn grass, a nameless plant, is woven into a natural green quilt by thousands of plants. Although small, it adds vitality to the earth; Although small, its indomitable spirit has always inspired me.
In summer, there are often many storms. One night, there were many stars twinkling in the sky, but in a short time, the happy stars hid in the clouds, and soon, a storm came. I only heard the sound of "rushing" rain, and "rumbling" thunder resounded through the earth. All the flowers hung their heads to hide from the rain, only the grass was still standing, swaying from side to side in front of the strong wind.
The next morning, the rain finally stopped, and when I walked out of the house, the air was particularly fresh. Then I looked at the park, and it was silent: flowers hung their heads and petals were scattered all over the floor. Trees have broken branches and leaves, and many fallen leaves can be seen everywhere. Look at that meadow again, and the scene is even more amazing. One grass after another fell to the ground.
Why bother? If they hadn't held their heads so proudly, today would not be so miserable.
However, a miracle appeared, and the next morning, the tender buds on the earth sprouted one after another, and grass was born next to it. It greedily sucks the nectar in the gentle drizzle environment.
What's going on here? It turns out that the grass is so tenacious that even if it is destroyed by the storm, it will not be discouraged.
Even a pile of nameless grass, they have no conditions to grow wide leaves, even if there are thousands of stones on their heads, they will overturn the stones and grow tenaciously. Even if the journey from the soil to the ground is tortuous, it will meander to the ground to stop its stone and be overturned by it.
Although the grass is small, it is the most tenacious life. It is not afraid of wind and rain, lightning and thunder, it has toughness, perseverance and will. It doesn't feel inferior because it is a grass, but it feels proud. Because it is the most tenacious life!
The tenacious grass is the most inconspicuous among all kinds of plants, but it is so tenacious. On that steep cliff; In that narrow gap, their voices and shadows are everywhere.
There is a pot of tulips on my balcony. The green stems and leaves are extracted from the soil and are very delicate. After a long time, tender and lovely buds appeared on the tender green stems, swaying in the breeze, as if welcoming the arrival of spring. Not long after, the pink buds slowly bloomed, and I saw several green grasses break through the ground overnight, sticking out their little green heads and appearing so abrupt among the flowers. Without saying anything, I immediately pulled them out and threw them into the flowerpot. A few days later, when I came to see it again, I found that the grass I pulled miraculously grew back. This grass is too stubborn. I still pulled them out, and before long, this tenacious grass grew out again. I am in awe of this tenacious grass.
In late autumn, on the lawn in front of my house, the originally green grass quickly dried up and became lifeless. They all bowed their heads one by one, like a child who did something wrong, and bowed their heads and were scolded. I thought green grass would never grow on this lawn again. When the severe winter passed, the first ray of spring sunshine passed through the curtains, and I excitedly ran to the grass outside the Woods. In front of me, the grass grew sharp buds and held its head high to welcome new life. I was shocked by the strong will of the grass. This grass has experienced the test of life and the baptism of nature, and its indomitable spirit has made me unforgettable for a long time.
Grass's life is short, but how strong and persistent it is. We will encounter many difficulties in life, but if we are all like grass: wildfires will not completely burn them, they will grow taller again in the spring breeze. Then what difficulties can stump us?
Stubborn grass has no charming fragrance, gorgeous colors and tall and straight posture, but it silently decorates the earth with its beauty and brings vitality to everything in the world. This is unknown grass.
One day, when I was walking, I found a yellow grass in a dark corner. To my surprise, it grows in the cracks of bricks! I crouched down and observed carefully. There seems to be not enough nutrition. It is very slim and looks weak, but it pushes the feathered leaves up as if trying to win more sunshine. There is not much soil between bricks, but it still sticks its roots tightly in the soil.
Because it had just rained, the raindrops falling from the trees almost broke the slender stems of the grass several times, but they persisted. How can this tenacious vitality not impress me? Observing this grassland in just a few minutes gave me a different visual feast.
That night, it rained heavily. I suddenly remembered that weak grass, and I was worried. Can you persist?
The next morning, after the rain cleared, I couldn't wait to come to the last corner, and it was still there! But it's a little different from what I saw last time. Its whole body was stuck to the ground by the rain, and it didn't seem to leave any green. I'm a little disappointed: Sure enough, can it resist natural selection after all? But I still pray for it in my heart.
A few days later. When I passed the corner, I suddenly remembered the poor grass. It should have fallen down completely, but the fact in front of me surprised me again-it actually stood up! It was washed away by the rain and stretched out its green hand to the sun, although there were some crystal tears on its face.
This tenacious grass once shocked me that such a small life can withstand the wind and rain in such a harsh environment!
The grass in this corner, in such a difficult environment, can still love life so much. generate showed tenacious willpower and bravely resisted. Isn't it worth learning? I hope I can become such a grass, face the wind and rain bravely and embrace the sunshine heartily.
Stubborn grass composition 5 "There is no fragrance of flowers and no height of trees. I am an unknown grass, never lonely or troubled, and my partners are all over the world." With the beautiful singing, I entered the world of grass.
Some people say that grass is weak, but I don't think so. I think grass is strong and respectable. ...
You see, spring comes in a hurry. After the song of spring rain, the call of Lei Gonggong and the cry of Chunniang, the grass finally leaned out of the soil carefully. At this moment, the fireworks of grass life were lit. Spring is a beautiful childhood for grass. In childhood, the grass danced with the wind. Play hide-and-seek with Grandfather Sun; Play games with Chunma. Grass is very happy. He had a happy childhood like us.
Summer came quietly. Children fly kites and catch butterflies happily on the grass, but the grass is damaged. But the grass stood up bravely. "Boom, boom" Lei Gonggong is losing his temper and spreading his prestige. But the grass ignored it. Storms come again and again, and our grass never bows its head. Humble grass, you make me feel deeply. ...
When autumn comes, the grass listens to the sound of falling leaves of "sand, sand, sand" and feels that the whole world is so beautiful. Look, the geese are lined up in a herringbone shape in the blue sky and are preparing to fly to the south for a trip; When the rice is ripe, the farmer's uncle shows a sweet smile; Innocent and lively children are laughing and dancing on the fallen leaves in the park. The grass looks at all this and feels that autumn is so beautiful and so satisfying.
Winter has come, the grass has entered old age, and its vitality seems to have left with autumn. When the snow is falling, the grass has happy memories and a peaceful smile on its face, and its life has come to an end at this moment.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Grass, I hope the spring breeze in the coming year will bring you new life as soon as possible …
Grass, your life is as bright as plum blossom. I want to praise you, song for you!
I am a very humble grass. Somehow, I was abandoned by the cobblestone river. I was very happy at first, thinking I had so many friends. But later, I felt that my space was getting smaller and suffocating.
After a few days, I suddenly found myself with too many stones, and I was a little at a loss. My face froze, and I thought, I won't let you overwhelm me. I'll crush you. I tried my best to push up, but there was still a little distance. I squeezed again and finally came out. "ah! How so many stones! " I can't help but say. "Say a thousand sentences and ten thousand sentences, so as to be horizontal and vertical." That's what I am. No, I quit.
A few days later, I found my man bending over in the river. I glared at the stone as if I were an enemy and gave them a good kick. Push if you can't kick, and move if you can't push. The root of the tooth was touched as soon as it was bitten, and I finally pulled it out. I kept trying like this, thinking: I will stick to it and live well. The stone said to me, "you don't have to waste your energy." Your's energy is not as big as ours. " As the saying goes, "a chopstick is easy to fold, and a chopstick keeps folding." I straightened up and said, "I can do it."
Another year has passed and more and more people live by the river. I huddled up when people stepped on me; The car came over and pressed me, and I hid under the stone; The fire hurt me, and I hid in the soil. In this environment, I gradually became stronger.
"Frost kills a grass root, but the wind can't blow down the big forest." In order to live a good life, I will strive to grow up. Finally, there are many grasses around me, let them join me to overcome the rocks. Finally, one day, the stone was out of sight by the river, and we had our own space. Now, there is a dense meadow by the river.
At this time, the stones all bowed their heads. They are all at our feet and have to admire my strength and persistence.
Last spring, my friend gave me a grass seed. I take it as my "hope" and plant it in a flowerpot. From then on, I look forward to it, hoping that a little "hope" can sprout.
Seeing that the hot summer is coming, little hope has nothing to do. But a few days later, I accidentally took a look and only had one eye. It was incredible! The bright and vibrant green leaves of that star are the beginning of a new life and a symbol of life. Every leaf is beating a beautiful life.
In summer, little hope is not afraid of heat, and the sun turns his skin dark green. When I thought everything was safe, a heavy rain fell from the sky and the rain came quickly. The grass stood upright in the storm, its new leaves were knocked out by raindrops, and its body was knocked down again and again by raindrops, but it stood up again and again and fought for life and death with the rainstorm. I ran to put the grass in the house.
Golden autumn is coming. The grass has grown stronger. The fine weather lasted for half a month before it began to frost. The leaves of the grass are covered with frost, but it still persists, not being killed or crushed by frost.
Then, the winter came and the cold wind blew, and I was afraid that the disaster of grass would come again-it was blown crooked by the wind and overwhelmed by the snow. Sure enough, as I expected, before long, the wind came and the grass was blown to the east and west, but it still stood upright and broke through this level. Soon, heavy snow began to swirl. Overnight, there was white everywhere. The leaves of the grass are covered with snow one centimeter thick. "Cut!" "The grass couldn't help it. It is broken. I was sad, but I soon forgot.
Spring returns to the earth, and the grass turns into a vague shadow in my heart. But one day, I accidentally took a look, and guess what I saw? A small green seedling has grown on the broken old root! Little hope is alive again!
The life of grass is so tenacious that rain, frost and snow can't destroy it. Even if the roots are broken, new seedlings will be born. What a tenacious life! Really touched!
There are tenacious grasses everywhere along the road, parks, hillsides and forests, but have we noticed these tiny but meaningful grasses?
The shape of grass is very common, but their bright green appearance makes people feel full of spring and vitality. Of all the things in the world, only it faces the most difficulties. In spring, the spring rain continued, and it was mercilessly slapped by the rain, but it never gave in; Summer is scorched by the hot sun, but it laughs it off, thinking that "the fire burns too easily"; In autumn, it was ruthlessly ravaged by the strong wind, but it held its head high firmly; In winter, it was crushed by heavy snow, but it didn't say a word, waiting for the next spring.
One crisp autumn morning, I walked in the community, listening to the breeze whirring; Smell the fragrance of trees after the rain; Watching grass and insects play.
Suddenly, a fierce dog ran after a small white rabbit, but the small white rabbit seemed to be bitten and ran a little slowly. They stepped on the lawn, leaving footprints, and the grass bowed its head, but the next day, the grass firmly raised its head without complaint. The dog insisted on chasing the rabbit, and the rabbit got into the grass wisely. Although a grass is weak, it has built a high "fence" with its own and its companions' bodies, and successfully let the rabbit escape from the dog's clutches.
I walked up to him and saw the rabbit lying inside, still shivering, as if it were cold. So the grass fell on the rabbit to make a quilt and bring it warmth.
After searching for a long time, the rabbit stood up reluctantly and laboriously, as if he were hungry. Seeing him like this, the grass did not hesitate to feed the rabbit with its own body, and let the rabbit bite and smear it on its wound to make it heal.
Another year has passed, and this place has grown lush grass and is full of vitality.
Grass's selfless dedication, unrequited love and perseverance infected me and made me sit up and take notice.
Stubborn cursive composition 9 Everything in the world has life.
From the whole earth to a grass, it has its own unique life.
Of all creatures, I admire the tenacious vitality of grass. He still held his head high in the cold wind and rain; Under the exposure of the sun, still motionless; When trampled, he just bent down, but soon stood up like a tumbler; Under the scouring of the flood, I still cling to the soil to prevent myself from being washed away by the flood; Under the burning of the fire, although it will turn into a pile of ashes, it won't be long before it will be reborn with the help of the spring breeze, which reminds me of a poem "Wildfire won't completely devour them, they will be tall again in the spring breeze", which perfectly explains the tenacious vitality of grass. I witnessed the tenacious vitality of the grass. It was an afternoon in early spring. When our family went to climb the mountain and reached the top of the mountain to rest, a touch of green under the stone in front attracted my attention, which was particularly eye-catching on the barren hills. On closer inspection, it turned out to be a grass. What power made him survive in such a bad environment? I know, that is his tenacious vitality, not afraid of heavy stones, not afraid of wind and rain, not afraid of cold, not even afraid of fire. Let me surprise at the same time, more admire the tenacity of the grass.
There are also plum blossoms, which are also called "three friends of the old cold" with bamboo and pine trees. When the cold winter comes, flowers all hide. Only plum blossoms stand strong in the snow and really stand out from the crowd on the vast land. The bigger the snow falls, the more it can bloom, sending bursts of fragrance to the cold air, which truly verifies the inspirational poem "Plum blossoms come from bitter cold, and Bao Jianfeng comes from sharpening".
Friends in the plant world have inspired me a lot. If I want to do a good job, tenacious quality is an indispensable part. No matter what difficulties I meet, I can't back down. I have to face them squarely and overcome them one by one in order to achieve my due achievements.
Stubborn grass composition 10 If I want to say what I like and admire most, I'm afraid people won't think it's grass, but the reality is that what I like and admire most is humble grass! I usually silently say to the grass, "You have given me the strength of life and beautiful reverie".
The grass in the field is so desirable. The wind is light and quiet, the grass is soft, and the air in the morning is particularly fresh. The vast grassland is covered with a layer of dew by the bright red morning sun on the golden grass leaves, like a gem inlaid in jade, giving off colorful brilliance, red, white, yellow, blue and purple ... all kinds of wild flowers are everywhere, making the green grassland more beautiful than the garden.
There is another kind of grass that people can't help but admire, and that is the grass under the stone. In order to grow, no matter how hard the stone on it is, it still sticks out from the ground, its roots drill into the soil and its buds grow to the ground. This is an irresistible force, and the stone is finally overturned by it. The power of a grass is so great! When spring comes, people wander in the colorful ocean. No one has ever cared about this nameless grass. Grass is not sad, discouraged or jealous. It holds its head high and sings its own song: "No flowers, no trees … never lonely, never worried …" It is so confident and optimistic.
My favorite is grass, and I like to worship its indomitable character. No matter how barren the land is and how bad the climate is, with a little soil and water, grass can sprout there. It is not as tall and straight as a big tree, with lush foliage, nor as lovable and nostalgic as a flower, but they sprout and grow silently, embellishing the earth with their only green color, giving people infinite vitality.
In fact, I also want to be that tenacious grass, although humble, but it shows the true colors of life!