Walking through the dark soil is like being educated-
Lily must pass the exam-
Test her white feet without trembling-
Her faith, fearless-
Since then, on the grass-
Shake her emerald bell—
Life in the soil, at this moment, has been forgotten-
In the valley, ecstatic-
Clay, I praise you!
Although you don't have a gorgeous appearance, your broad mind has a noble spiritual world. You are not like white clouds, floating in the air, swaying when the wind blows slightly; Nor is it like yellow sand, which has nothing to do and wastes its time. Your favorite thing to do: suck water into your body and quietly give it to all the creatures in nature.
Listen, gorgeous Clivia said, "It is the simple soil that gives me youthful vitality"; The tall and straight pine tree said, "selfless soil has given me a solid foundation"; Hongmei of Aoxue said: "It is the ordinary soil that gives me the courage to fight the cold"; Bamboo said, "It is the soil of love that makes me noble and elegant."
Ah! Earth, you are the creator of nature. When you hold a seed in your arms, you are duty-bound to take up the responsibility of raising a new life. You give them warmth and sweet milk. You are like an all-powerful magician, turning one into countless, turning the weak into the strong, and turning the naive into the mature. The magnificent nature is the fruit of your hard work.
Who said you were humble? Don't the high-rise buildings that rise from the ground condense your ideals? Isn't that the road to the cloud that contains your exploration?
You are willing to live at the bottom and contribute to human society in obscurity, but you are never proud, never show off, and never want people to erect monuments and sing praises for you!
I praise you, dirt. May your character live forever and remember your achievements from generation to generation!