A grass is swaying on the vilen.
To see the rainbow dawn.
With the clarity of water
It watched the sunrise in Dongsheng, Ran Ran.
It saw the clear golden light on the hillside.
It is extremely happy: the poet Zi Qiao.
A grass is swaying on the vilen.
In order to watch the dreamy starry sky
With the gentleness of the wind
It saw the fading moon.
It saw a faint yellow in the east.
It's so happy. It's a grass.
Author, practice
I will use dew: Longyan
I hope my life
Like grass on the earth.
True and calm, it loves this dreamlike rainbow.
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grass
Author: unspeakable pain
The autumn wind is rustling.
The grass bowed its head humbly.
A shriveled body
Never have the courage to look up at the towering trees again.
She is crying.
On this cold night
Tears soaked the soil under your feet.
Maybe this is her best destination.
Bury love and wait for the notes of spring.
She will be reborn in despair.
Witness eternity in samsara
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Happy grass
Author, Chun
Every morning
When I open my eyes in the morning breeze
eye
You will smell the flowers.
You will see the height of the tree.
I will smile with them.
Say hello.
Then twist your waist and put your face
Clean and cool.