Born in a narrow basin, you don't want to curl up. You put your roots deep into the soil, absorb the sweetness of spring, breathe the breath of life into the whirlpool of the universe, hold your head high and smile, and you firmly believe that you will bloom the most beautiful flowers.
I tried to move you into the house on a stormy day, but I failed. Your roots have sprouted from the bottom of the flowerpot and firmly grasped the chest of Mother Earth. You are telling me: "What pain is it to be with my mother!" " Really?
You broke through the artificial cage with strong faith and absorbed it with unyielding will. You swear that you will repay the best in the world.
You have experienced cold in the wind and rain, loneliness in the dark, scorching sun, colorful ridicule, and you were disappointed when the beautiful butterfly flew away. However, for your own declaration, you insist on one person.
When the colorful flowers are gone, when the yellow leaves stop flying, you give all your savings for a year. The light blue, thin and transparent autumn air is full of the fragrance of chrysanthemums, but you still smile, just like the mythical Snow White, just like the bride who blushes before marriage, just like the golden hope flying in her heart. ...
I was shocked. After the storm, you finally realized your promise. Who can deny that this is not the best in this misty autumn?
On the long road of life, who hasn't made a secret vow to himself or his relatives? How many hard vows are there?
My sister's bright and eager eyes, my younger brother's tender shoulders, my mother's gray hair, and the picture of silk thread fluttering in the wind on the torn coat in the north wind caught my heart. For me, they lost what they deserved, and I am ashamed of their cowardice. However, ju told me: now is not the time to be ashamed, we must stick to it for our beliefs!
I woke up with a start, got up the courage, strode forward for the faith in my heart, and turned what I wanted into the best sacrifice. Haizi's song came from the air with chrysanthemum fragrance:
Walking on the road, singing loudly, the wind blowing over the hills, the endless sky ahead ... the fragrance and singing of this chrysanthemum will always pervade my heart.