Article 1:
I am a piece of green in nature, growing in spring, flourishing in summer, withered in autumn and dried up in winter.
I am a lucky plant, and people make wishes for me.
I am burdened with too many wishes, promises between friends, wishes from the living to the dead, and vows between relatives and friends.
I dance on the grass, the wind applauds me and the rain sings for me. I never rely on myself, nor am I weak.
Article 2:
I am an old friend of Xiaoyu, and the poet linked me with her. People say I am an impressionist painter. Although I don't understand, I know my figure is particularly charming. Sometimes I stick my head out of other people's houses and peek at pedestrians through the wall to make everyone turn around step by step.
I am a star, falling from the sky to the ground, covered with branches. I drank the morning dew and swayed in the wind, giving Yuan Ye a little more life. At night, under the Bai Yueguang, my purple friends are hazy, and my white self is personable.
Although we are beautiful, we are burdened with sadness and resentment. The poet said: "The bluebird doesn't spread the news outside the cloud, and the lilacs are worried in the rain." Yes, we are like endless problems in a person's life, but if there is no knot, wouldn't life be too dull?
Article 3:
I am the color of winter, and I have formed a unique color on the white palette.
I am a jewel, embedded in a white carpet.
I am the object of praise by literati, I am the beautiful scenery described by the wonderful pen Dan Qing, and I am often sung by beautiful voices.
The colder the weather, the more fragrant I am. This is my quality.