a hay

Sweeping a piece of snow, revealing a faint dark yellow, in the snow, only it has a distinctive color. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, he exhausted his life and made different choices in different seasons.

In spring, the earth has just awakened, and Wanhua has not yet opened. It hastily drilled the land and dotted the bare earth, making the spring color less monotonous. At this time, he is also as weak as a newborn baby.

In summer, it is like a strong young man who never bows in the face of violent storms. In bad weather, it never yields. It was overwhelmed in the storm, but as long as the storm passed, he would stand up strong. Rather Stick to your guns.

In autumn, he entered middle age. This is that he has weathered the weather and faded its unique green color. It will hide itself a little and hide in the corner of the colorful world. At this time other life will crowd out it, but who knows his tenacity.

Now, that is, winter, other life can't withstand the cold wind, but it is still alive under the university, but it is only because it has a distinctive color in this white season. However, it is also dying step by step. "But the wildfire is not burning, the spring breeze is born again." In the spring of the coming year, it will start again...

It is a plain grass, a hay that has withstood the hardships, a habit of living, and the dead grass that has died!

The third year of the nine-year school in Xiangshuihe Township, Xinbin County, Fushun City, Liaoning Province: Han Jingyu