I am a small grass growing quietly on the roadside. Against the backdrop of towering trees, I am is so small and fragile. Under the relentless trampling of people, I am so strong and tenacious. No one cares about my existence and what I am thinking. Besides growing, I don’t know what else I can do. Looking at the traffic flow, I remembered my childhood. At that time, I was just a little seed, lying in my mother’s arms carefree. However, as the years went by, I gradually longed for the outside world. Therefore, I took off the shell of the seed and got rid of my mother’s arms. Accompanied by the wind, I came here. Since then, the sky has become my curtain, and the Earth is my stage. I tried hard to grow with dew and little sunshine. However, after a long time, I found that the outside world was not as beautiful as I imagined. Flowers always laugh at me, and rain also bully me. I wanted to escape, but I couldn’t move at all. I think all this is the arrangement of fate. Now, I have already learned to endure, to be indifferent and to be strong. Even if there are no insects singing for me and no birds singing for me, I will try my best to grow up. Because growth is the mission of my life. Drunkard QQ:4044368002014, September 20 like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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