I am a grass poem.

I am proud, I am a grass, I am proud, I am a grass. I am a grass growing on the land of China; I am a grass growing in the homeland of China; I am a grass growing in Tianshan pasture; I am a grass growing on the shore of the South China Sea. I can recite many poems; I can sing many songs; I can dance many dances; I can tell many stories. I grew up on an infinitely vast land, dressed up the land with my own body, and dressed it in new green. I made the land full of vitality and vigor. Rocks teach me perseverance, and I will always persevere; Rain and snow educate me to be pure and noble, so I always support the truth. I would like to pave a green path for children to play happily, for animals to have endless fun and for the elderly to rest comfortably. In the spring of March, I would like to stretch my waist to soften their feet and make them a blanket, so that everyone can have a soft dream; Like fire in July, I would like to play a cool song and wipe their sweaty foreheads so that everyone feels cool and comfortable. I let them feel the nature, and I soothe their hearts. I welcome so many partners-ants, grasshoppers, dragonflies, butterflies, to compose music with me; I embrace so many visitors and spend my life by my side. I am a part of the vast field, a part of nature. I and the United States are a whole and inseparable. I belong to the people, to the world, I am proud, I am a grass. An unknown grass.