My father said that you can't cut the grass.
He has been weeding in the fields all his life.
After his death, grass grew on his grave again.
Personal interpretation: The first two lines are common chat terms in reality. The third line is divorced from reality, and its significance transcends farming civilization, life and death, and the future of mankind. Today, cement is everywhere, and only the grass on the grave may be left.
The second song? Zhang's Mr. Right
Tell me about leeks. This boneless thing
Hug in groups, but don't form a party.
Real grass people.
Obey the knife all your life.
There is no time to bleed, no time to heal.
I am anxious to grow up, the same expression.
A stubble, and so on
Personal interpretation: the suffering and pain at the bottom are presented in the form of poetry, and the grass people are leeks. This kind of aesthetic experience is direct, realistic and direct to people's hearts.