A short poem describing grass

The short poem describing grass is as follows:

1, I miss the season of air-cooled clothes, but the flowers are dying in a hurry, start, time! You are choking my winter bit by bit. Poor grass, would you like to share the warmth of this winter with me?

2. Xiao Nanfeng turned the grass color page by page. It was deep in May, and birds flew in, like an episode; You said you were drunk, but in fact the dream has just begun; Dew is spit out by night like a grain of inspiration. We wrote poems about the distant Woods, about two playful children by the river, forgetting the sunset behind us and watching a caterpillar slowly climb to the top of the grass.

3. You don't think that the grass at the bottom is the most humble, and she has a dream of flying; So he deeply embedded his roots in the earth and worked hard towards the sky until he approached the sky and was killed by the ruthless autumn frost; She realized that it was the fertile earth that always loved her. From then on, she no longer fantasized about the high sky, returned to the original point, and lived alone with the earth.

4. A train is speeding along the railway track, and the whistling wind it brings makes the grass growing along the railway involuntarily fall to one side; Then, the grass shook a few times and resumed its original posture. After a long time, the grass beside the railway has long been used to swinging from side to side with the direction of the train. But its roots cling to the earth and never move.