I am a seed.
I am a seed,
Due to the mistake of heaven,
Born in a poor ancestral home,
Lack of ridges and moisture,
In the early days of the dream,
I have heard the sound of the waves in "Germination".
Fragrant flowers soaked in grass.
That morning, when the spring breeze blew,
Hanzhong Daily has a question.
Because I'm inexperienced,
Pessimism broke the news,
From then on, I lost myself in the dream of greed in a foreign land.
More than 20 years later,
Collected half-baked silver coins,
Accidentally inspired by "Chongge" on WeChat,
That initial heart began to sprout vigorously,
The seeds of dry buds began to germinate and headed for a new journey.
With adequate nutrition and time,
Backed by horses, chariots, grain and hay,
Why can't you die?
As long as you don't change your mind and make unremitting efforts,
You don't like it,
I am He Wei, I want to shine!
That's the strong voice of life,
Leave it to your descendants as an afterlife promotion,
Even if the wind, frost and spring are thin and cool, it can resist.
Even if the ridge is not given, it will shine there.
The world is cold, and it is cool at a glance.
Why worry,
If you have time to do more maintenance, diligence will make you brilliant.
A group of playful young people often play with leather clothes.
What a good platform,
There are always some naughty and absurd things that are not satisfactory.
If literature is like this,
Just look at the surface scenery, not the rigor inside.
The applause will be ruined sooner or later, and it will be a serious defeat.
A musical dream of a seed
A seed fell into the soil,
She doesn't want to be buried like this.
She thought: I am a seed who understands art,
I should create a smart sport.
Seeds try to absorb nutrients,
Arch out of the ground with all your strength.
She is deeply rooted,
In order to lay a good foundation for yourself.
Other seeds do not support it.
They think she is just a daydream.
Seeds tell dreams to the spring breeze,
Unexpectedly, Chunfeng also advised her to give up the idea.
The seed didn't give up,
She persisted in searching for music on the strings.
She also insisted on practicing singing,
Although she often goes out of tune.
Day after day, year after year,
Every seed has grown up.
Some are short, some are tall,
Others are in the bud.
One summer, the seeds opened,
Every petal is a note.
She filled the silent valley with music,
Other seeds can't help but be shocked.
"We can't control the ridicule of others.
We can't decide birth defects. "
The seed said, "The reason why I persisted,
Relying on a musical dream and a persistent heart! "
Let the seeds fly
I am a seed,
I want to float in the wind.
Skim across the Yangtze river,
Crossing the Yellow River,
Been to the iceberg,
Seen the desert.
Just to fly to the farthest place.
I am a seed,
I drift with flies.
Blown by the wind,
After the rain,
Avoid thunder,
Fall into the mud.
Just to fly to the farthest place.
I am a seed,
I drift with flies.
Being trampled by others,
Was spurned,
Nobody cares,
Countless people abandoned it.
Just to fly to the farthest place.
I am a seed,
I drift with flies.
I have seen the Pearl of the Orient at night,
I kissed the Himalayas,
I've seen jungle coconuts,
I have personally been to the distant Mohe River.
Just to fly to the farthest place.
I am a seed,
I drift with flies.
Finally, at that moment,
Transcend oneself,
Efforts to grow,
The germination of despair,
Flowering,
Result.
Another seed floating in the wind.
I am a seed,
I drift with flies.
I want to spend every moment of my life,
Go to Qiqi.
I am a seed,
I drift with flies.
I want to fly over Qian Shan,
Flying over the vast plains,
Just to fly to the farthest place.