Back to grass Middle

I have been to grasslands and seen endless grass. Swimming in the green ocean, I am full of energy and happy physically and mentally. I want to swim like this all my life, let the fragrant grass tightly surround me, and even drown me. However, I still walked out of the vast grassland. In the city lacking grass flavor, I melted into the world of mortals and the secular world, and let a restless heart point to the direction of green grass. In fact, I prefer the grass in my hometown, scattered and scattered, or a small piece of land distributed on the bank of ditch and wasteland. Starting from my childhood in the countryside, I have been close to the soul of grass. I looked at them humbly stretching out their slender bodies from the Earth, and I was awe-inspiring. When I was young, I went outside the village to cut pig grass with a scyck and a wicker basket. It was summer or autumn, and grass grew lonely in the wilderness. I waved the scyck, and I heard the grass singing happily. But I prefer to come to the wild in the morning and break many glittering Dew. I am want to know whether the water drops hanging on the grass are transparent notes one after another? I don’t understand why they are so humble and small, but why are they so calm? In the wilderness, in all the barren places where you can see everything, how happy and healthy the grass is! They dance in the wind and rain, stretching their flexible lives tirelessly. Even if they were burnt, they would spend some time in their spare time. In the spring of next year, their roots would still have a thick green. For many years, I alienated the grass in my hometown. In the bright and green city, my heart became stronger gradually. I knew that my heart was becoming desertification day after day, until the sharp sand engulfed my last green flame. I don’t want to see such a desolate ending. I am want to go back to the middle of the grassland, back to the grass with green fragrance and dew. I lie on the quiet and wet grass, and close my eyes, make a tender green dream. I will let the grass walk into my desolate heart field and grow freely there. Only in this way can I become soft and universal in my heart. Only in this way can we show mercy and sympathy to all the people in the world. I also want to say, among all living beings, who is not a poetic and humble grass? Because of growth, singing, endurance and dedication, we have every reason to be noble. Therefore, I, who alienated the grass, must arrive at my hometown in the summer of a certain year, and have a long-lost date with the grass in the green wild. I lay in the middle of the grass, listening to their whispers, or watching their passionate dance when the breeze blows. I know that grass is my former and later generations, and I have no reason to refuse them. 820 words

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