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I love the vibrant spring, especially the green grass in spring.
There is a lawn in front of my house with grass growing on it. They are so full of vitality. As soon as spring comes, a green land is opened at once. Look closely, they are tender green and watery, how gratifying!
A gust of wind blew, and the tender grass danced happily, sometimes stretching its arms, sometimes bending down to touch the ground, and sometimes swinging from side to side, just like a child dancing and frolicking. At this time, if you have time to enjoy it, it will definitely make you feel relaxed and happy and forget to return!
Although the grass is so weak, it will never bow to the storm. One day, a gust of wind blew and suddenly there was a heavy rain. After the storm, I hurried to see the grass. Ah! The grass was dying (destroyed, beaten and tortured), some crooked and some stuck to the ground. But I believe they will not (yield, fall, obey) under the storm. Sure enough, the grass slowly straightened up again, although it still had crystal tears on its face! They seem to say proudly, "Look, how strong, tenacious and brave we are!" " Yes, grass is not as beautiful as flowers, not as tall and straight as poplars, but its vitality is so tenacious!
"wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind." After the cold winter, the grass will grow vigorously again.