wild
grass
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You grow in ravines,
Sprinkled in the mountains and mountains,
You are the greenery of the snow that blooms freely,
It is the new spring scattered by the east wind,
That's Baby, Xianyan, Lou Ting.
You live in poverty,
Tenaciously rooted in the crevices of the rocks,
You are the warmth of baiyun shu roll,
It is the tenderness of the drizzle sprinkled,
You are poetry, you are painting, you are rhyme.
You can nurture the forest of the mountains,
beautify the modern city,
Never grow a leaf less because of barrenness,
Never ask for a drop of nourishment because of abundance,
You are love, warmth, truth.
You are not afraid of the heat and cold,
Undaunted by the wind and rain,
You're a field geologist,
The embodiment of image and character,
Beliefs, ideals, deeds.
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