Blown life

In a corner where no one cares, I am facing the cold wind, flying snowballs proudly bloom. Coming to this beautiful world, compared with the beautiful things, I am so ordinary and helpless, but I do not blame any objective things, because I am a quietly insane ambassador, although there is no appreciation but no sense of emptiness. In the cold winter, I was frozen in three feet, the frosty grain was over the sky, the yellow grass was dry, and the pieces were dumb, I quietly bloomed in the beautiful world. Butterfly friends winter eyes, bee worms to avoid, people to bake warm ... 唉! Want the main sinking and flying without wings, Xiao control Yin Qing tears. However, I need a piece of pure land to make my life linger in the world. My beauty and courage let us talk about everything!

Spring is here, the rain is like silk, and the flowers bloom, I quietly bloom. Life is so precious, the rain is so strange, take a sip, the whole body is comfortable, cool! Standing in the silky spring rain, I am so weak and ordinary, the petals are thin and fragrance-free, what to talk about Hundreds of flowers are vying for beauty? But the world is hard on my head with a flower hat - peach and plum! In fact, to my heart, I am very much looking forward to the day after day. For this golden spring like silver, even if I want to pay any price, I have to stand proudly among the flowers.

Looking forward to the spring of the fierce summer is finally coming, I am with the wind brothers all over the world. On a hot afternoon, the wind is raging, the lightning is thundering, the dark clouds are rolling in the sky, and the earth is stunned. Only I am waiting to be sent. Finally, the wind stopped, the dark clouds rolled up the wings, the earth was silent, and I walked to the earth with great enthusiasm. Wherever I went, I was very happy. In order to welcome me, the grass danced, the stones bathed and changed, the tiles kept ringing, the earth sang and sang in joy.... A child came out in the distance, holding an aluminum basin, and I saw him going to the basin. The next release, squeaking, sounds like a beautiful song. But who knows the pain of the rain pollen? The farmer uncle told me: the harvest! The earth stretched out the thumb and admired me: good! The sun father waved and said: Goodbye! "Oh!" I smiled and covered my face. : Where do I need to go, where do I go!

The sky cleared, the sun swayed through the clouds, revealing a reddish smile, and looked down at the earth with pleasure. Under the moisturizing and baptism of drizzle, all things look strange and beautiful. But I am going to say goodbye, the knife of time is cutting me indiscriminately on me, making me scarred and ruined. Look carefully at yourself, Wanxi silk, thousands of ribs. It seems that the days of falling and falling are not far away! However, I am not sad, but my withering has given the flowers and flowers that are in full bloom, which is the reward of my return to the mother of the earth!

I am a flower, I need to be full of life, just like a bird flying in the vast sky, like a worm in the wilderness of the wilderness, like the rain stands on the top of the rainbow, like the spaceship of the spaceship I have the power to break free and transcend all ordinary!