Weeds

This bunch of unnoticed weeds under the corner often makes me sigh with emotion.

This is a hot summer. The high temperature and drought that last for more than a month have made the city where I live very hot and uncomfortable. The weeping willows by the river have withered, the flowers in the nursery have withered, and even the artificially grown grass in the square still looks sallow and thin, despite being sprayed with water from time to time. When I was forced by the heat and went downstairs to relax, the weed beside the wall with its roots in the rubble and the scorching sun overhead was fixed in my eyes.

What a tuft of grass is this! In this place where there are cement masonry and even small ants can hardly find a trace, it grows stubbornly like this. Beside it, there are neither flowers to accompany it, nor shrubs to support it, not even its grass companions, just three or five trees, clustered together, you rely on me, I rely on you, *** We will face the test of the scorching sun together.

No one will water it, let alone fertilize it. The flowers and butterflies flying in the sky are not willing to rest even briefly beside it. It does not have the conditions to grow delicate leaves, but those thin leaves are full of energy, and the tiny veins tell you how difficult it must be to survive. The part of its roots exposed on the ground looks tough and old due to the barren living environment, but it is like a flexible and strong steel bar, going down and down, bit by bit, to collect the nutrients needed for growth.

It seems to be telling you silently that vitality is so uncontrollable and life is so tenacious and precious. I know what it has to say to me. The extremely difficult environment, unimaginable difficulties, and unparalleled courage inspire, suggest, and encourage people who are struggling, falling, and frustrated in the mortal world. Life is about fighting, defeating yourself, tempering yourself, and sublimating yourself.

I am thinking that this weed that grew up here must be the homeless seeds blown here by the uncertain wind. When it is no longer facing the dark soil, , so it places all its hopes in the corner of the wall. It cherishes every ray of sunshine, every drop of rain and dew, and even every wisp of meticulous but ubiquitous breeze. When it faces wind and frost, scorching sun, rain and snow, and finally stands up and glows with life, it adds aura to the surrounding environment, dwarfing and eclipsing those of the same ancestors growing in the vast fields. Green in spring and yellow in autumn, withered and prosperous year by year. When the severe winter comes, it lies dormant underground and quietly accumulates strength. When the first spring breeze of the next year comes, it will "blow and grow again" and be the first to report the news of spring to people. And once it is transplanted to fertile land, it will definitely show stronger vitality than those of its kind that are accustomed to peaceful weather and have not been tested by hardships. This is the maximum display of the life process. This is the brilliant display of limited life's hard pursuit of the infinite ideal state.

Can anyone who loves and cherishes life be indifferent to such a scene? ? Faced with such a tenacious and tenacious grass, such a grass that is not afraid of difficulties, and such a lamentable miracle of life, my soul was greatly shocked and baptized, and I felt that life was extremely fulfilling and profound, and my soul was extremely noble. Sound...at such a moment, any words seem pale and feeble.

Human life only exists once. This short life course is intertwined with contradictions and pain, full of quests and hardships, and full of thorns and ups and downs. It is just like the unknown and lonely weeds. Only extremely heavy efforts can bring incomparable fruitfulness. sweet. Smallness and greatness, sadness and richness, frustration and reshaping, frustration and luck... Only by cherishing life and taking control of yourself can you abandon smallness, sadness, frustration and frustration, and embrace greatness, richness, reshaping and luck. You know, life is so precious, even Xiaocao is constantly challenging the limits and perfecting himself!

Cherish life like the weeds in the corner!