I gently opened the window, breathing fresh air and humming a brisk melody. Looking out of the window, the chill has passed and it is early spring, but everything seems to have not woken up, or there is no life. I was a little disappointed when I was about to close the window. Suddenly my eyes lit up and a touch of bright green flashed into my eyes. I am not mistaken. That's a grass growing in a crack in the corner. How tenacious. He struggled to break through the ground and wanted to be the first reporter in spring.
Before long, they all appeared in the small open space at home, on the small flower beds by the roadside and on the big playground in the small yard. They appeared one after another, announcing their arrival to the world. With the breeze, they twisted their bodies from side to side. Are they dancing for the wind, baby?
Miss Xia came quietly. The longer the green trees, the more lush the flowers. The flowers are busy putting on their colorful clothes and competing with other sisters. The grass is nestled under the big tree, but it is still so small and unremarkable that it can be mocked by delicate flowers and tall trees. But he just smiled and became strong. The wind came, and the tall and straight trees could not stand the wanton pull of the wind and were uprooted; The heavy rain came, the flowers couldn't stand the heavy rain, and the petals fell to the ground. And they, tenacious grass, are not afraid of wind and rain, even if they bend over, they will never give up. Finally, the grass overcame the wind and rain. At that time, they were especially bright and green.
With the falling leaves, Miss Qiu's footsteps are approaching, and the grass can't stand the fiddling of the season and turns yellow gradually, but it is not what she wants.
When the leaves are gone, the grass should rest and slowly become broken leaves. I know, they didn't leave, they were just there, becoming a part of nourishing the earth.
"Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze."
By next spring, they may become the messengers of the first spring again.
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As winter approaches, I habitually look out of the window thoughtfully and glance at that corner. The grass is still there, but it is not as green as before, but it is still beautiful. I can't help sighing.
In the Four Seasons, the story of grass is interpreted like this.
In people's impression, it seems that flowers are worthy of our appreciation, and the grass that has been setting off flowers in the back is just a "maid" who serves flowers. But I believe that people should thank the grass more!
It has been silently supporting the flowers; It is it that sets off the beauty of flowers with itself; It is it that encourages the strong blooming of flowers; It is also it, telling flowers not to give up easily. ...
Although grass is not as beautiful as flowers, it shows its unique beauty on the stage of "gathering heroes" in nature.
When I was a child, I saw an amazing phenomenon. A grass stuck its head out from a crack in the corner and visited this beautiful world. It is so cute and naughty. At that moment, I understood that it was so powerful, but I never understood why people only appreciate those beautiful flowers on the surface. Now, I finally understand that the superficial beauty of flowers is like people's own advantages, and people just like these advantages. Their vanity also reflects people's shallowness.
In fact, in the crowd, we can often find several "grasses", which are as strong as grass and contribute silently. However, there is another important factor that people have not carefully observed and experienced. There are too few people who are willing to be "grass" in today's society. I also know why not many people are willing or even willing to be "grass", because people have a strong desire to express themselves! But I'm also glad that at least a few people are willing. Unfortunately, there are too few. If everyone is willing to be a "grass", there will not be too many wars in our country and even in the world.
"As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world." Come on! The beautiful world is not far away. Let's meet and create with the heart of "grass"! As long as we work hard, I believe it will become our world unconsciously. Remember, we should learn from the grass, and the grass will be "happy" without asking for anything in return!
Grass composition 3 "Without flowers and trees, I am an unknown grass. But I'm never lonely. I'm never worried. You see, I have many partners all over the world ... "Whenever I hear this song, I can't help but think of the unknown grass.
I don't like delicate and charming roses, noble peonies and gorgeous lilies, but I have a special liking for this most common grass. Grass is common, but simple. It has no beautiful appearance to attract others' attention, so few people really like grass. Some people may think it is weak, but when you observe it carefully, you will definitely look at it with new eyes.
Although the grass is not as tall as the big tree and looks small, it has a tall heart; Grass has no colorful colors, but I believe that if we lose green in our life, it will be monotonous; Grass, it gives people a really comfortable feeling, just like the breeze blowing head-on, which is both sunny and refreshing, bringing people unlimited good mood!
Every spring, the grass breaks through the ground and spreads all over the earth in full swing, putting on a green robe for the earth, and the whole earth is filled with a thick green breath. An unscrupulous storm suddenly fell from the sky, and the plants on the ground instantly became ruined. But the grass stood unscathed, shaking its head, and after the baptism of rain, the vitality of the business gushed out. This fully shows the vigorous vitality of grass, which is one of the reasons why I love grass.
The grass is strong, whether it is hit by wind and rain or trampled by people, it still stands so strong on the earth; Grass is very common and comes and goes silently, but as long as there is soil, you can definitely see the traces of grass!
I love grass, the tenacity of her life and her indomitable spirit.
In spring, everything is revived, and willows and grass grow green buds from the ground. When the warm spring breeze blows, she gently swings in the breeze, enjoying the sunshine and the breath of spring. ...
Although the grass is small, it is indomitable. Whether in the crevices of rocks in high mountains or in barren land, she always grows tenaciously. You can trample on her at will, even crush her, but soon, when you go to see her again, she will straighten her weak body and be greener and more vibrant than before. You throw a grass seed casually, and she will survive tenaciously. No matter how raging the storm is, she will silently endure the "violence" used by nature.
Autumn has come, the weather is cold and the grass has withered. Then people burn the grass with torches. But when the next spring breeze explodes, they will wake up again, still full of vitality. Isn't it "rambling across the plain and coming and going with the seasons"? Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. "Really? !
We should also be like grass. Face up to difficulties bravely and try to overcome them. Because you have to believe that you will always see the rainbow after the rain. If people flinch when encountering difficulties, will we succeed? If both the Red Army and the People's Liberation Army were afraid of difficulties, would we still have today? Will there be a happy life now? There will be difficulties in the journey of life, so please say to yourself, "I can do it." We will be able to overcome it, overcome it and move on. ...
I love grass, the tenacity of her life and her indomitable spirit.
Maybe you grew up in a remote corner, maybe you were born in an abandoned brick crack, maybe you don't have a gorgeous coat, maybe ... you don't have the beauty of Chinese rose flowers and daffodils, but you have a dream and an indelible desire to grow taller than towering trees. You don't live for the beauty of flowers, but you have a firm and unchanging belief, that is, to live tenaciously.
A small seed was sown in a crack in the brick. In a few days, you will break through the hard bricks and grow out. A little life was born. You have begun the journey of life and opened up the belief of living. In the storm, you stand proudly. In the sun, you strive to grow up, after all, only for one thing-to live. As long as you survive, you have accomplished a mission and you have been making contributions. In early spring, light rain mixed with light snow took away winter, the earth was still asleep, and creatures were still hibernating. And you, the grass, have exposed your little head and danced under the warm wind, adding infinite vitality to spring. When delicate flowers sprout, you will thrive. In midsummer, the flowers are particularly bright, but you are already covered with green grass. It is gradually your bounden duty to absorb carbon dioxide and release oxygen during the day. Other plants are hiding, but you stand proudly, holding up only a little shade in midsummer. In late autumn, you wither immediately, but you try your best to contribute your last strength. Even if you wither and turn it into fertilizer, the soil will become more fertile. In the middle of winter, you just have a rest, and when the news of spring comes, you will begin to make contributions to the people.
What great grass! As long as I serve the people at the beginning of my life without being noticed, I will be moved by your selfless dedication to serving the people. I want to learn from your selfless dedication and make contributions to the people in the future.
I can't help but stop.
That tree full of flowers is really amazing. The flowers are next to each other, as if they were still whispering. The dazzling flowers of this tree shook my eyes, and I couldn't help looking away. Hey, what's that? I was immediately attracted by it. It turns out that there is still a tenacious grass in the gap of this wall. Compared with the trees full of flowers, this grass is so insignificant: tender, green, small and delicate, as if a breeze could easily blow it down.
I'm confused. How did grass survive in soil as big as fingernails? I want to go home and check the information, but I can't bear to leave the grass growing in the cracks, for fear that some children will pick it up as a plaything when I come to see it again. I just stood quietly, reaching out and stroking its body gently, just like stroking a baby's skin, tender and soft.
I can't help thinking of a poem, "Wildfire won't completely devour them, they will be tall again in the spring breeze." The grass in the poem is so tenacious that the fire can't be extinguished. Spring comes and grows again, just like this grass. It can even grow in cracks in the wall. Although there are not many colors, it also adds vitality to nature.
Aren't we the same? No matter how bad the environment is, you can't give up. You should have a firm belief, be positive and optimistic, and believe in yourself.
As asturias said, "Only brave and calm people can cross the darkness and usher in the light.
Under the enlightenment and edification of the grass, I unconsciously accelerated my pace.
Grass is not as unyielding as plum blossoms, as noble as chrysanthemums and as tall and straight as trees. However, it has the tenacious vitality of "wildfire never goes out, spring breeze blows high", selfless dedication and the spirit of being willing to dress up the world with the body.
In my garden, there is this spiritual grass. When the spring breeze blows all over the vast land, we will see that the "ends of the earth" are all green. On the road, on the street and on the mountain, we can all see its weak and strong life, and it can stand very strong no matter whether it is windy or rainy.
I remember when I was three years old, I played in the yard with my friends. At that time, I was not sensible, so I had a whim: "Otherwise, let's pick grass and play games." Everyone agreed with my idea, so we bent down and chose our favorite grass on the grass. We had a good time, chopping vegetables and playing house. The whole lawn is black and blue, and its handsome face can't be seen. When my mother came back, she taught me a lesson. I regretted it at that time, but it was too late. I don't know when the grass will return to the scenery. With this question, I watch it every day, hoping that the lawn can be rejuvenated. Sure enough, I didn't disappoint. Grass sticks its head out of the soil and cracks and shakes with the wind. I watched it exert all its strength to set off the flowers in the garden and jumped up happily. I couldn't help feeling deeply. It also made me understand what tenacity is. Their spirit is enough to override everything and make people re-recognize and marvel.
I love grass, but I love grass's indomitable spirit even more. "Wildfire never completely burned them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." Grass, I admire you!
I like colorful peonies, elegant daffodils, romantic red roses and fiery red azaleas ... but I prefer strong and unyielding grass.
The grass is unknown When people marvel at and praise those charming flowers, who has thought of grass and who knows how to praise it? No. However, the grass doesn't care about vanity, it just silently sets off the flowers and makes them look more beautiful.
Grass is strong and unyielding. They were crushed under the stone. In order to grow up, no matter how hard the stone is and how narrow the gap is, they all grow strong and break through many difficulties. Success always cares for hard-working people, so they succeed, and they grow out of stones with their own efforts!
Grass is very common. It is not as strong as a big tree and can provide shade and wood for people; Not as gorgeous and charming as flowers, being watched. They seem to be forgotten, but they are not depressed. They spread their footprints all over the place with great vitality. "The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. " Bai Juyi's poems vividly describe the tenacious vitality of grass! In fact, when the grass grows together, don't say wildfire, even if it is a storm, what can lightning and thunder do?
It is such an ordinary, unknown and unyielding grass that makes me understand the truth of being a man: being a man does not need to pursue vanity; There is no need to feel inferior for your smallness, because it is not your size that determines success or failure, but being the best you can be! Have the courage to overcome difficulties and believe that success is not far away!
In a blink of an eye, winter has quietly arrived, and the whistling cold wind roared across the earth, blowing my frozen face and cold heart.
"What's the matter with you recently? Why do you only get more than 80 points in math? Why are you so careless? Did you listen to the teacher in class? " My mother's scolding is like a sharp and cold arrow, which stabbed my heart and left my heart riddled with holes. I bowed my head and said nothing. Tears have swirled in my eyes, but I bit my lip to prevent the tower from falling down. "You really disappoint me." Mother threw down the test paper and turned away. Looking at the bright red cross and dazzling scores on the test paper, there are no more tears in my eyes. I dropped my test paper and ran to the park.
The wind is blowing and there is no one in the park. The yellow grass makes my heart very sad. I sat on the stone bench, and the chill surrounded me, but at this moment, a touch of green caught my eye. It's a grass, full of vitality and green eyes against my companion. I can't help but go forward and observe carefully. Even if there are only three leaves, they work hard to make progress; Even if it turns yellow, it can't hide the love for life at all; Even if the roots are weak, hold your head high in the cold wind; Although so difficult, so tenacious, so love life! Although there are no tall trees and fragrant flowers, I try my best to be myself, work hard and love life, which brings vitality and vigor to this yellow haystack. Its positive and loving life deeply touched me.
"The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. " My ears seem to think of Bai Juyi's Grass. Yes, even the grass is so tiny and the plants are so tenacious. What reason do I have to give up? Failure is the mother of success. I will work harder and March towards success, as tenacious as grass!
Thank you, Grass, you touched me and told me how to be strong.
I like the grass in Spring Breeze Blows High, because its tenacious vitality has always left a deep impression on me. Grass can be seen everywhere: on hillsides, beside big trees, in yards, east and west, everywhere. Grass brings green to nature. In spring, grass grows out of the soil, and the green buds give people a sense of recovery. The grass is green in summer. From a distance, it looks like a big green carpet. In autumn, the grass changed into a golden dress. It looks more beautiful. Although the grass is not as good as that of Liu Gao, "the tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk hangs down." Grass is not as delicate as flowers, can it get the green of others? . But after the storm, those delicate flowers. They all bowed their heads in despair. Even those tall and burly willows are wobbly. Only the grass has been standing proudly. The green of grass can also set off the beauty of flowers. "Red flowers need green leaves to support them" if those beautiful flowers are not set off by the green of grass. Then the beauty of flowers will not be shown. The grass is ordinary, but it has extraordinary vitality and tenacious vitality. People stepped on its small body, and the grass never got discouraged, because it didn't wither, and it would bounce back the next day.
. Straighten up; Welcome a beautiful day. If the cattle and sheep eat it, we will doubt whether it will die. No. Because the vitality of grass is tenacious. Grass is not afraid of wind or storm, because its vitality is tenacious. So I like grass.
Early in the morning, I walked along the path, looking at the green grass beside the road, lost in thought. ...
Grass doesn't need much care like flowers, but it can thrive. They decorate the earth with their own bodies, giving people a kind of forward force and inspiring people to forge ahead. Maybe some people will regard the grass as weak and think that it can't stand a little wind and rain, but I don't think so, because the grass is so tenacious in my eyes, even if it is only a small gap, as long as there is soil, you can see its green figure. What a powerful vitality! I can't help but feel a shock!
In the eyes of my classmates, I am an extremely ordinary little girl. They always think I'm weak because I can't stand the big waves. However, seeing the new forces in front of me, I want to tell them loudly: "I am this tenacious grass with tenacious vitality." I am not afraid of lightning, storms, cold and heat, because all these are the power of faith. "
Although grass is not as tall and straight as towering trees, nor as delicate and fragrant as flowers, its spirit is enough to transcend all this and let everyone know and admire it again. After every storm, trees will be uprooted, flowers will become branches and leaves, and only grass will stand upright and enjoy the sunshine after the rain. ...
"Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze." This poem echoed in my mind again. On the long road of life, although I stepped on thorns, I didn't feel pain. Although I have tears to shed, I am not sad. Opportunity is for yourself, destiny is for yourself, life is your own painting, why should you rely on others to paint? This is the grass in my eyes. How can I not call life love?
Grass first composition 12 "look, how beautiful those flowers are!" I like them so much. " In the evening, several little girls praised this beautiful flower on the windowsill. After a while, it was getting dark and several little girls went home.
Flowers talk to the grass outside the window.
"Grass, why are you always by my side? I am the most beautiful flower in the world. How can you accompany me with such a weak and ugly thing? "
"Beautiful flower sister, I am not small, and my strength is great."
The arrogant flower moved proudly and accidentally fell on the grass beside it. "Shameless grass, you go away! I don't want anything like you to match me, I just want to match the tall green leaves. "
A big tree outside shook itself and left a leaf, very green, as green as jade.
The flower saw it and said, "This is the expensive green leaf I want." When the tree heard this, it smiled and said, "Miss Flower, it is just a leaf of mine, but compared with grass, it is almost lifeless. Don't underestimate the grass. Small as it is, it has infinite power and can penetrate the big stone that is pressing it. Do you like grass or leaves? " The flower bowed its head in shame and said, "Today, I understand a truth. Whether a person is good or not can't just look at her appearance. The key is to look at her content. "
The tree said, "children, it's almost dawn." Grass, flowers on your back go to the window sill! " "At dawn, several little girls came to the windowsill and saw some green grass around the flowers. They said, "This flower is more beautiful with grass.
I am a happy grass. Although I don't have a gorgeous coat and I'm not as tall as a tree, I live more freely than any other creature. The changes throughout the year are also varied.
In spring, I showed my little head, wrapped tightly in a bright green coat, which was particularly energetic. You see, the water outside has melted, because the river wants to play with me. Sister Butterfly came over and stopped in the grass and whispered to me! Miss Liu's branch hangs to the ground, that is, he wants to tease me. All this is full of vitality in this spring.
When summer comes, my body changes from light green to dark green. My soft body has become a little hard, but it doesn't matter, because I have grown up. At this time, we have put on the most gorgeous clothes and the earth has been dyed bright green by us. Even in the small corner around the school, there are our figures, and the students chase and play on us. When they are tired, they lie on us to rest. We are beautiful messengers. Tell everyone that beauty is coming.
In the autumn season, trees greet the joy of harvest in the autumn wind, and the fluttering leaves are like dancing butterflies, flying around. And the color of our clothes turns yellow in autumn, and our yellow heads hang down and are buried by fallen leaves. But our roots are deeply rooted in the soil to welcome the arrival of winter.
Winter has come, and ice and snow have covered my body, but it can't overcome the power of my life. When the cold subsides a little, I will be the first to look up and show the coming of spring, just as Bai Juyi wrote in his poems.
"Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze."
Although we can only be the foil of flowers, no one will appreciate the flowers without our foil.
On the side of a long road, there is a green meadow. However, on this green grass, there are some pedestrian footprints. Grass is alive, too. It has a unique life like ours. Grass should be treated equally like us, but why should grass be trampled and hurt by us innocently? If we love life and ourselves, we should be merciful and let the grass live a better life and make their lives meaningful and valuable.
To put it another way, why is the grass trampled by us and hurt innocently? Because the grass is weak. There are also some weak people in our life, but are they humble because they are weak? That's not true. For some people with mental retardation and mobility difficulties, we will instinctively care about them and help them unconditionally. However, more and more weak people will suffer the same fate as grass. In our class, there is a weak person. He is just a mental retardation, but he was excluded and satirized by many people just after school started. For some people with bad morals, they will find trouble with him for no reason. This is the mistake of those people, a big mistake of not loving life and not fearing life.
But for some weak people, can they do nothing? In fact, the grass is not idle, because they are working hard for the fresh air in the city. However, some people have nothing to do. The weak in our class can't study and do their homework because of their low intelligence. But his duty should be to study hard and finish his homework. He is a student, but he didn't do it. What is the meaning and value of his life? Is it ridiculed and rejected by some people? He should do something, do something good for himself and others.
Life is unique and short, and life is precious and easy to lose. As long as it is alive, there is life. We should cherish our own lives and cherish the lives of others.
In some people's eyes, the grass is so small and humble. But in my opinion, it is so cute and tenacious.
Most grass grows in corners and roadsides. After some pruning, it became a lawn. Seen from a distance, it is green and lovely. Look carefully, there are water drops hanging on the green leaves, which are very cute.
A gust of wind blew and the grass danced happily. I sometimes stretch my arms, sometimes bend down to touch the ground, sometimes swing from side to side, and sometimes shake my body. What a group of professional dancers. If you have time to appreciate it at this time, I believe you will be fascinated by its graceful posture and linger.
Although the grass is so weak, it will never bow to difficulties. One summer noon, the weather was like a child's face changing. After a gust of wind, it suddenly rained cats and dogs. Listening to the heavy rain and the deafening thunder, I can't help worrying about the grass. After the storm, I hurried to see them, ah! The grass seems to be dying after the storm. But I believe that they will not bow to the storm like this, they will stand up. After a day, the grass really stood up again, and they returned to their previous state, as if proudly saying, "Look, how strong and energetic we are!" " "
Although grass is not as tall as trees, it is not as beautiful and fragrant as flowers. But it can dress others up more beautifully and serve others, and has its own characteristics and personality, which will not change with the changes of time, place and season.
What a tenacious and lovely grass! I thought silently: I also want to be an ordinary grass. ...