There is no fragrance of flowers, no height of trees, I am an unknown grass ... "Every time I hear this song, I will think of brave grass. His spirit of obscurity and dedication has the tenacious vitality of "wildfire never goes out, and the wind is full of buildings". His spirit is higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea. The storm suddenly poured down, and raindrops like soybeans fell one after another. Everything hangs down its proud head and loses its old vitality, but there is only one small life-grass. They stubbornly looked back at the storm with contemptuous eyes and struggled with their weak bodies. No one gave them shelter from the wind and rain. Did they give in despite the heavy rain? Are they pleading like a storm? No, they fought the storm with the most tenacious perseverance. Infect the whole group with your own body temperature and enthusiasm, as if to say; The persistence of the partners is victory, and see the rainbow after the storm! " In the end, they won the victory with ultimate strength. You see, after the rain, the grass put on a new suit, smiling on her face, cheering proudly and celebrating her victory.
From the grass, I first realized her tenacious vitality and strong values of life.