Here are some examples:
Over the years, the quicksand under my feet has been wrapping me around and drifting around, and it doesn't drown me. It just reminds me from time to time that you have no other choice, or you will be blown away by the wind. I spent all my passionate years in such a muddle, wrapped in the east and wrapped in the west, even the seeds I once despised were inferior.
until a week ago, I said to quicksand, let the wind blow me away.
quicksand said, if you have no roots, you will die soon.
I said, I saved enough water to live for a while.
quicksand said, but the wind will keep you in the air endlessly, and you will be dehydrated.
I said, I still have rain.
quicksand says that rain can only be accumulated into a pond when it flows to the earth. When it is in the air, it is just an ornament.
I said, I will fall into the pond.
quicksand said, then you drowned.
I said, let me try.
quicksand said, I arched you onto a small sand dune. Look down and see how many plants like you are attached to us.
I said, lift me higher if you dare, and let me see if all the plants in the world live like us.
quicksand said, how can you resist me? I want to swallow you up.
I said, then I will let the west wind take me away.
so I resolutely struggled up, in fact, there was no effort. I left the quicksand and looked under my feet. Fuck, I am not a plant, but an animal. These grandchildren have lied to me for more than 2 years. As an animal with feet, I can finally decide where to go. I looked back at quicksand, and quicksand said, you go, don't tell other plants that they are actually animals.