thoughts of the stars_400字

　　The spring breeze blew away the frosty snow, and the grass opened its sleepy eyes and looked at everything around it. He was confused and confused, and under the touch of spring he began to think. I want to be a towering tree to add a green to the world. To make friends with the birds of the sky, to freshen up a piece of smoke. But can not become an uncle, I can only do a nameless grass. I will never realize my dream. Spring blew through her cheeks and the breeze whispered. Still don't be disappointed, don't feel inferior, don't be a big tree and do grass, you can also make eye-catching flowers. That's a little bit of a wish to render the dream. The child goes to make a different grass! He understood that he no longer imagined, but went to Xia's hard work and sweat to try to be a distinctive grass.

　　The moment the grass broke out of the crack in the rock, it was decided that it was an ordinary and great life. Although grass is a very small creature, and does not have much effect. But he is infertile, cattle and sheep raise insects, purify the air, and consolidate the water and soil. Grass is an ordinary and great life. It is a green game, looking vibrant. It represents spring and the hope of people and nature.