The love silk of the grass

(Saturday, December 1, 2012)

Green grass, I have a soft spot for it.

Han Yu's poem: "The light rain in the heavenly street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is nothing", which is a wonderful sentence to write that the grass is the messenger of spring.

When the tops of the trees and the eaves of the house are still hung with ice edges, there is no shadow of spring.

After a drizzle, the grass was the first to emerge from the ground, looking like it was there from afar, and it seemed like nothing from nowhere, hazy and confused.

Xiaocao herald spring is coming and has become the messenger of spring.

The grass brings joy and hope to people, and brings life to all things.

No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they have never been the first to bring the message of spring, only this short, sparse grass has taken the lead.

The grass breaks through the soil first, and everything sprouts and grows.

Trees sprout and grow leaves, flowers are budding and ready to be released, seeds grow seedlings, everything that has life awakens, and mortal dust begins a new journey.

The grass is not as enchanting and delicious as the flowers, but it has its own unique charm and style.

In spring, it is as fresh as a crisp, in summer, it is verdant and green, and in autumn, it is golden and yellow.

The grass does not have the fragrance of flowers, but it is so fresh that it makes people intoxicated and cherished.

If you take the grass in your hand, it feels soft, smooth, and warm, like a slim virgin snuggled in the arms of a lover, a little shy, a little charming, and a little happy.

The grass, green and fluffy, is the spread of flowers, and the flowers, which are extremely delicate, are scattered among the green grass and become the decoration of the grass.

The grass and flowers, like a pair of men and women in love with deep affection, never give up, have achieved a beautiful scenery, decorated with the freshness of spring and the prosperity of summer.

The mortal dust becomes colorful and full of life,

The green color of the grass is a kind of vigorous youthful vitality and tenacious inside.

Whether it is a cliff or a low river valley, as long as there is a little bit of soil and a little moisture, the grass will grow.

The wind howls angrily, the grass sings and dances, the rain pours, and the grass is heroic.

All year round, the grass grows endlessly.

In the spring, the grass breaks through the soil, in the summer, the grass grows wildly, in the autumn, the grass matures and bears fruit, and in the winter, the grass grows and rests.

Xiaocao, it has an indissoluble bond with spring, summer, autumn and winter.

It tastes the freshness of spring, the fragrance of summer, the ripeness of autumn, and the coldness of winter.

Because it is strong, life has connotation, because it has ideals, and the years are long and long.

The grass, although delicate and weak, has a strong vitality.

The grass brings the message of spring, decorates the dust beautifully, feeds the cattle and sheep, and provides children to play......

It is silent, neither ostentatious nor ostentatious, without asking for anything, blindly dedicated.

Xiaocao, simple and beautiful, delicate and tenacious, dedicated and selfless, ordinary and great.

In the face of Xiaocao, he sings lightly and in a low voice, but he can't sing the charm and posture of Xiaocao......