Standing on the grass, looking up at the sky, the cool breeze blows your face, and the grass dances with the wind. I think the wind at this time is happy, always running around the world, full of curiosity about the world, just like the baby who just landed, but after all, people and wind are different. Human beings carry ideals and ambitions and shoulder responsibilities, but the wind is free and unrestrained, and has traveled all over nature, isn't it?
The wind is not only free, but also soothing. That day, I sat by the window and looked at the lonely test paper. It is pale, but it is covered with blood. When I can't find my self-confidence, when I look at the bright red score in frustration and emptiness, it is the wind that gently comes to me and gently dries the tears on my face. I seem to hear the whisper of the wind: "Little girl, don't be discouraged, come on!" " I nodded obediently. It just left with a clear conscience. No one thought that the wind saved my confidence. From then on, I had a special view on the wind, and I regained my confidence and showed a long-lost smile. Looking at the distant wind, I think they must have gone to more places to comfort others. I see a helpful quality in them.
The wind gives people hope. The naughty boy opened his eyes wide and threw his folded paper plane into the air. The boy either pushes too hard, and the dream of carrying the boy on the paper plane is about to be shattered. The considerate wind happened to pass by here and lend a helping hand, but it only took a little effort to make the boy dance and show a childlike smile, saving the boy's dream.
If given a chance to choose a lifestyle, I think I can live like the wind, be free, considerate, ignite hope, put aside other worldly distractions, simply travel, help others happily and treat life with a smile. Do you miss the life like the wind?