In spring, the grass turns green and spits out the first note of life. Every day, when it rains in spring, when the spring breeze blows gently, you can see the grass growing hard in the cracks. I seem to see a little trace of grass growing. From that touch of bright green, the grass that occupies dew, so humble grass, reveals a kind of strength. The weather in spring is always changeable, sometimes it is mild sunshine, sometimes it is windy and rainy. When other beautiful flowers were knocked down by raindrops, the grass straightened up as if to announce to the world, look, how brave we are. At this time, the grass is still the same as before, but I have a feeling that flowers decorate the grass. Colorful flowers have become inconspicuous in my eyes. Grass is telling me with its own strength that no matter what looks and family background, as long as it does not bow to challenges, it is the most dazzling star in people's eyes.
In summer, all the flowers bloom, as if to show off their summer beauty. In the lotus pond, the lotus still stands quietly in the pond, watching dragonflies fly around and fish swim around every day, just like a fairy far away from the floating world, so fresh and elegant. Walking through the lotus pond, you can always smell the refreshing fragrance of lotus flowers. In summer, every time I smell that fragrance, the troubles of the day are gone, replaced by a happy mood. But Lotus never boasted, she just contributed a green color to mankind in obscurity. Every part of the lotus body is very useful. It can be used as a medicine for treating cough and asthma. And when they are in the pond, they are also a beautiful landscape. Lotus tells us that one should not only have the spirit of decontamination, but also know how to be modest. No matter what he has achieved, he should not be complacent.
In autumn, yellow leaves fall and all living things are slowly withering. The last butterfly flies slowly, and the blue and white patterns on its wings are particularly conspicuous, just like the marks on the wings of an angel. This butterfly is dying. It once had a beautiful life. Spring passed and summer came. This butterfly once danced among the flowers. When a butterfly is a caterpillar, it has a life span of two years, but when it becomes a butterfly, it only has a life span of six months. It chose Butterfly Change to let the blue sky and white clouds witness her beauty. Although I will face death so soon, I think I should die without regret. Because if it is a caterpillar, it will never have a pair of shining wings. If it didn't choose butterfly change at that time, it could only stay on the leaves and live like this for two years willingly. What about a longer life? If it doesn't make sense, what is the difference between a mediocre living and inanimate object? On the other hand, as long as your life has created value, you should be grateful in the cycle of life, because you are not living like a walking corpse.
In winter, animals hibernate, bears have stored food and climbed back to their caves to sleep. And the branches of plants gradually lose their green, so they plant seeds and wait for another spring to break ground and be reborn. The whole world seems to be gray, with no extra colors. But in the snow, I saw a bright red. Yes, plum blossoms are in full bloom in the season when everything is dying. No matter how big the storm is, the more the wind oppresses the snow, the more energetic and delicate the plum blossoms will be. I remember Gorky said a word: people should not be proud, but should be proud. The so-called pride should be something that makes you noble and disdains vulgarity. Every winter, I can always see plum blossom's firm posture in the snow, as if telling me that no matter what happens, I can't let go of my dignity and violate my faith.
Spring, summer, autumn and winter, season after season, many lives come from the vast universe and return to the previous world like meteors. But at this moment, as long as you put your heart into it, you will certainly hear the song of life. Only those who live with your heart can appreciate its beauty.
Grade 5 of Dongguan Nankai Experimental School: Zhang Bingyao