life

I really want to know what life is.

So, with curiosity, I came to nature to find traces of life. I carefully look for traces of life. Whether it is in fertile land or on barren sorghum, there are traces of life everywhere. In spring, the earth is green, and the green grass is timidly looking out and looking around. The curved grass in the cracks of the stone danced in its own form and thrived. On the barren sorghum, there are also many grasses. Under the bites of insects, they endure the pain, insist on never giving up, they can thrive as well, and their courage makes them unyielding and self-improving. It is true that the poems of the great poet Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty can be used to describe them as "the wildfire is not burning, and the spring breeze is born again."

Everything in nature has life, but life is short-lived, limited, and precious.

Fourth grade: Huang Yixin