Daniel (male name)
The stubborn life between the cracks often moves me to tears.
It is the uncertain wind that scatters the seeds that have not been picked to the ends of the earth. When they could no longer find the soil, they pinned their last hope on this crack. Although they can also share the warmth of the sun and get water from the rain, only the soil on which all life depends must be found by themselves. How severe the reality they face.
As a result, there has been an amazing miracle in nature, and tenacious life has sprouted among barren rocks.
Or just a bunch of nameless weeds, Chun Lv is autumn and yellow, and the years are passing away. They have no conditions to grow wide leaves, because they can't find enough nutrients to make the grass grow thick. They only have three or two slender leaves, and the subtle veins tell you how difficult it is to survive. What's more, they grow their own roots under clusters of thin leaves, just to suck their mothers' milk less, and then look for gaps that are not easy to be detected. This is life. If this is an instinct, then it just shows how noble the instinct of life is, and life has the right to think that it is magnificent and its vitality is so unstoppable.
Or a group of hill flowers, mostly bitter dandelions. Their stems and leaves are full of bitter milky juice, and their roots are dug up like wild vegetables in spring. But the dandelion in the crack is far less strong than its peers in the field. They can't grow into tall trunks because of the strong wind, and they can't grow many leaves because of the barren rocks. Their stems look tough and old, and their leaves lose their luster because of withering. Only their roots, like that flexible and powerful rib, like that soft vine with rigidity, are buried deep in the narrow gap between cracks; They can no longer cook fresh wild vegetables for people, but silently prepare a reliable grip for people to climb mountain roads. Life is defined and changed by the environment in this way. Although the law of survival of the fittest is ruthless, all the fittest are the strong ones who overcome the environment. The phenomenon of life tells you that life is a struggle.
If there are only these little flowers and grasses in the gap, it may only arouse people's pity; The most amazing thing is that there are still towering pines and cypresses in the cracks of the rocks, which are majestic and vigorous. They make the mountains have aura and make all life look pale and inferior in front of them. Their trunks grew tenaciously from the cracks in the stone, twisted and rotated, and every inch of the tree coat was scarred. Up, up, up. Every inch of growth has to go through several degrees of cold and heat, several degrees of spring and autumn. However, they finally grew into towering trees, with lush branches and needles that never withered. They stand on the cliff wall, on the high mountain peak, and only the knotted roots on the cliff silently tell you how hard their growth is. The roots, as thick as a python and as thin as a grass snake, are intertwined, plunge into a gap and drill out from another gap, thus extending along the ruthless bluestone, grasping the rock where it lives like sharp eagle claws. Sometimes, a pine and cypress tree, whose roots have to climb over half a cliff, seems to tie countless rocks tightly with a thick cable, let them face the storm, and finally occupy a world for themselves in a living space that does not belong to them.
If all life disdains to find a foothold in the crevices, then there will be a large area of forever dead in the world, birds will have nowhere to live, all life that depends on flowers and trees will be extinct, and there will be eternal darkness that will never be civilized. If all life only covets black fertile soil, how can they improve their ability to control the environment and become stronger in the reproduction from generation to generation? The world is so wonderful. Imagine that the weeds in the crevices, once their grass seeds are scattered on fertile land, will be more vital and flourish than the delicate seeds that have not been tested by wind and rain; Imagine dandelions in the cracks. Once their seeds, supported by groups of umbrellas, float to the wet countryside with the wind, they will surely thrive and withstand the heat and cold better than other flowers. As for the tenacious pine and cypress, it is the lofty embodiment of life, the most perfect symbol of perseverance and will, it inspires all life and sets an example.
May all life not wait for Ai Ai because it falls among rocks. May all life dare to seek the most difficult environment. Life is to find yourself and know yourself in the most difficult situation, so as to temper yourself, grow yourself, and finally complete yourself and sublimate yourself.
The tenacious life between the cracks is both biological and philosophical, and it is the unity of biology and philosophy. It is also aesthetic; As an aesthetic phenomenon, it shows you not only the layers of green that decorate the barren hills, but also the beautiful and magnificent spiritual world.
The tenacious life between the cracks has such emotional power, which shocks people's hearts and makes the planet we live on magical and brilliant.
Eagle song
Eagles always fly to the blue sky, and the blue sky is their wings.
Eagle, can't be attached to the same tree forever, and finally leave the branches and fly to the blue sky where it belongs to fight the sky.
Eagle, its definition is soaring. Even at the moment of death, I would rather fall from the sky and die peacefully. Scatter its feathers in the sky and let it continue its dream of flying.
Stay in the nest, look at the blue sky and die in despair. Eagles would never do that. Because it knows that it is meaningless to die like this.
An eagle is an eagle! It knows how to integrate the soul with the sky, and it left a heroic figure in the sky. The sky will always belong to it, and the shadow of the eagle flashes from time to time, accompanied by a long voice, calling for other eagles.
Song of running water
Running water, with eternal faith, runs tirelessly towards the sea day and night, writing its magnificent song of life.
In the heart of running water, there are only two words-forward. Because it knows that stopping means destruction. Meaningless destruction, running water is unwilling. Running water knows that the journey to the sea is long and tortuous. But running water cares about the running process. Because of the surging rush, the running water felt its existence, surging blood and beating pulse.
Running water cares about the process of life. Because in the process of running, he can feel the majestic posture of the mountain, the majestic mountain and the greatness of the mountain. Running water is intoxicated with the magnificence of the mountains, but he will not rest on his laurels, because he remembers the warning of his ancestors: the scenery in the distance is more beautiful! This is the belief that running water will never die.
When the running water was at the mouth of the sea, he smiled knowingly and looked back at the distant mountains. Because he felt the fullness of life.