门外的草，是那么渺小，那么不起眼，好似被人踩踏过似的，就再也站不起来了，绿中还夹杂着枯黄，好似经过一场暴风雪后，就萎靡不振了。耷拉着，毫无生机，枯黄，濒临死亡，这是我想象暴风雪后草的样子。
The grass outside the door is so small and inconspicuous, as if it has been trampled by someone, and it can no longer stand up. The green is mixed with withered yellow, as if it has become listless after a snowstorm. Drooping, lifeless, withered and on the brink of death, this is what I imagine the grass looks like after a snowstorm.
我也不禁对草产生了质疑。每一篇写草的文章都一样，赞扬草顽强的精神，但在我看来，草，就是弱小的象征，不能强大自己，它真的名副其实吗？我看，是名不副实。从它身上，我看不出来一点强大，顽强的精神。“野火烧不尽，春风吹又生，”对我来说本也是呓语。来源 wwW.ZUowEnbA.nET
I couldn't help but question the grass. Every article about grass is the same, praising the tenacious spirit of grass, but in my opinion, grass is a symbol of weakness, unable to strengthen oneself. Is it truly worthy of its name? I think it doesn't live up to its name. I can't see any strong or tenacious spirit from it. “ Wildfire cannot burn out, spring breeze blows again; For me, it was also nonsense.
那天，雪纷纷扬扬的洒落下来，不知何时，雪已盖住了整片草地，我不禁担忧起来，草还能站起来吗？从我的直觉来看，草已是九死一生了。雪越下越大，白色也覆盖了整个城市，门外，死一般的寂静，偶尔才有一两个路人，寒冷不仅增加了人们冷的感受，还有一丝凄凉也出现在心里。大树孤独的站在外面，叶子也没有一丝光泽了。
That day, snow fell down in a flurry, and at some point, the snow had covered the entire grassland. I couldn't help but worry, could the grass still stand up? From my intuition, grass is already a dead end. The snow grew heavier as it fell, and white covered the entire city. Outside the door, there was a deathly silence, with only one or two passersby occasionally. The cold not only increased people's sense of coldness, but also a hint of desolation appeared in their hearts. The big tree stood alone outside, with no trace of luster on its leaves.
第二天早上，雪停了，阳光也出来了。到了中午，雪化了，再去看看那片草地，啊！令我惊讶的是，每一株小草在这寒风过后都挺立起来，大自然又因渺小的草变得充满生机，我不禁在想：“小草的生命力是多么顽强啊！无论是骄阳似火的夏天，还是寒风飕飕的冬天，它都能被打到了再站起来，以超乎想象的毅力和韧劲，给人以心灵上的强烈震撼。”
The next morning, the snow stopped and the sunshine came out. At noon, the snow has melted, let's go take a look at that grassland again, ah! What surprised me was that every little grass stood tall after the cold wind, and nature became full of vitality because of the tiny grass. I couldn't help but think:; How tenacious the vitality of grass is! Whether it's the scorching summer sun or the chilly winter wind, it can be beaten until it stands up again, with unimaginable perseverance and tenacity, giving people a strong emotional shock. ”
作为人类，许多人都没有小草般的精神，那么，我们在遇到困难和挫折时，何不像小草一样，不退缩，勇敢面对它，战胜它！
As humans, many people do not have the spirit of a small grass. So, when we encounter difficulties and setbacks, why not be like a small grass, not shrink back, bravely face it, and overcome it!