Epiphany of the mind

Two unnamed grasses grow on the endless wilderness.

Looking at it, a grassy green, feeling the wind and Japan and the United States all day, its wish is to open a beautiful flower. The other grass is carrying the sun, and it is damp and dark. I can't feel a trace of life. It wants to make itself more powerful and powerful.

Day after day, year after year. The grass in the greenhouse is carefree and the sun shines all day long. It did not open a small flower. Another grass has been hit by the wind and rain, and adversity has made it more vital, strong and brave. Although there is no quaint towering ancient tree, it survives and grows with great perseverance.

That day, the clouds were overcast. The sky seems to have been covered with black cloth, just like night falls. A storm is about to begin. The grass in the greenhouse sees this situation, and can’t help but be scared, and the heart is full of fear. It only wants to escape, no resistance. Its body was blown away by the raging sky. Crazy eroding its original self-confidence, the rain drenched it in the dark, and the wind pulled it uprooted. At first, it was powerless, and gradually it stopped breathing. This is the end of a life.

The wind and the rain locked the line of sight on the old trees that had no ability to resist. The leaves of the old trees were blown away by the wind blowing over the rain-stained land. It is bound by natural competition, the ancient tree hand has no binding force, only the simplicity and elegance for people to appreciate, it ends its life with its own weakness. Looking at its circle of rings is a symbol of life. I have thought about 10 years, 100 years, and a thousand years. It will be buried deep underground by the earth, waiting for decay.

The grass in the adversity is full of vitality. It is straight and drumming, facing the storm, he is full of fighting spirit.

The dark clouds slowly dispersed, and the rain gradually stopped. The aerial bridge is full of light and shines. The sky is washed away by the rain and becomes more open and transparent.

The grass in adversity has been honed and spurred by the usual practice, and it has written the most beautiful chapter in life. Get the most hard-won pride. It has completed its dreams.

After listening to this story, my soul is enlightened, I look forward to difficulties to hone my will.

The second grade of Henan Hongli School: Yang Feifan