我——生长在墙角的一株小草。这里是黑暗的栖息地,潮湿的发源地。是的,我之所以生长在这儿,完全出于无奈,但我还是紧紧抓住少少的泥土,尽力以自己的瘦小身躯、用生命的渴望掩盖孤独与寂寞的泪光。我灰头土脑地伫立在这儿,等待终会来的死神……某个下午,是阳光!一缕明亮、灿烂 I--a grass growing at the corner. This is a dark habitat and a wet birthplace. Yes, I grew up here completely out of frustration, but I still seize the little soil, try my best to cover up the tears of loneliness and loneliness with my own thin body and life. I stood up gray here and there, waiting for the death to come... One afternoon, it was sunshine! It was bright and brilliant.