Poetry recitation about life

The grapes outside the window have withered, and a few messy vines and a few gaunt leaves are still wrapped around the old phoenix tree. The girl sat by the window and stared blankly out of the window. She has been like this for a month, and she can't accept this cruel fact.

This girl is a different girl. She is confident and strong. Ever since I saw the heroic figures of women's basketball girls on TV, I have planted a dream seed in my heart-to become a women's basketball player! The traitor outside the window is tall and covered with purple agate, which naturally becomes the girls' training ground. After countless failures, the girl can finally jump up and take off the "purple agate" higher than the rope! At that moment, the girl smiled, which was more crystal-clear and beautiful than the "purple agate" in her hand, and even her mother behind her was infected.

However, all this was suddenly awakened by the frightening brake sound in winter-the girl got into a wheelchair! Since then, all ambitions and hopes have vanished, and vines have withered in the cold north wind. The sky is gray and all the birds are gone. Seeing all this, the girl cried all day. She feels that life is so pale and powerless that she even wants to end it. ...

The girl is still staring out of the window. Suddenly, in her dull pupil, I saw my mother watering the grapes. For the first time, she had the urge to see the grape again.

She slid the wheelchair gently, which was the first time she accepted it. The wheelchair gently and slowly slid to the vine and met her mother's surprised and happy eyes. The girl just said simply, "I want to see it." "Said with slender fingers pointed to the grapes. Suddenly, a feeling I had never felt before shocked the girl's heart. The withered grapes have sprouted new yellow buds. Although it is very small and weak, it is particularly beautiful and full of vitality under the sunlight. The girl looked around again, and the dry land was covered with a new layer of green. The breeze is blowing, the blue waves are rippling, and sometimes a few new swallows peck at the spring soil and fly in ... The girl realizes that the footsteps of spring are coming, and her heart is full of spring water. ...

She gently soothed the buds of grapes with her hand, and all her feelings welled up in her heart. She couldn't help sighing: Life is so beautiful! She looked up at the blue sky and smiled knowingly. She should cherish this beautiful life. She must set sail again in the distant heart sea, and it will sail to the other side of success through the wind and waves.