Grass dream

This is a humble little grass, but it lives stubbornly with its partners, it is me.

A new day started, and my friends and I woke up early. Just after the rain, a green shoot was taken out in the distance. We talked to it. It said that it stayed underground for a long time. Until today, when it heard the earth-shattering spring thunder, when it drank it. When it was a sweet and delicious rain, it knew it should come out. Through conversations with it, I learned that my friends and I were out of the soil in the spring.

Summer is here, the sun is roasting the earth. At this time, the uncle of the tree became our good friend. It gives us shading, tells us a beautiful story, and warns us that we must stand the test of the scorching sun and pass on the spirit of the Cao family, which is unyielding, not afraid of difficulties, and positive. The uncle of the tree grows so tall that it really envied us.

Autumn is here, and the earth is covered with golden carpets. We are no exception, and the trunk slowly turns yellow. We are both happy and sad to see the new clothes added. Of course, I am happy with the new looks. However, the addition of new clothes also indicates the most painful day in our life - the cold winter is coming.

As soon as winter comes, we are frozen. In order to overcome this difficulty, my friends and I stayed together all day. At this time, spring has become our best hope. I always hope that it will arrive sooner. The more we encounter this difficult time, the more we must remember the spirit of our family's struggle, that is: unyielding, not afraid of difficulties, and positive.

In this way, day after day, year after year. We grow up little by little and slowly adapt to the life of this world.

Until a summer, the sun is very strong. The uncle of the tree is longer and the hair is white. Its children, that is, the tree brothers and the tree sisters, are also very tall. Just as we were resting, the sound of a saw sounded in the distance. I asked the tree uncle, "What is going on here!" Tree uncle sighed and said: "It’s the nearby villagers who are building roads for paving the bridge. I’m cutting my children. I’m all old bones, they put me. If they slashed, they hacked my youngest daughter, oh, these human beings only figured out their own interests, they would regret it..." Speaking, which of the few evil-stricken villagers spent Three minutes, the tree uncle was also killed. In this way, we lost our best friend, we are lonely, and we are getting old every day.

Two years later, this place was ruthlessly destroyed by the villagers because of the slashing of the villagers, and the earth and stone flow broke out. The villagers were injured and died, and most people finally realized who was the culprit.

I am very fortunate because I have witnessed the changes that have taken place before and after the mountain village. Here, I also want to advocate all human friends and work together to protect the environment.