The swing

In the corner of this world, there is a swing grass. It grows on an ancient stone wall, swaying gently with the wind every day.

This swing plant doesn't know why it is here or what its mission is. It just moves with the wind, from early morning to dusk, from spring to winter snow. As the days passed, the swing grass got used to this life, and it felt that the world should be like this. When the wind came, it danced, and when the wind went, it was quiet.

One day, however, a traveler passed by this wall. The traveler is carrying a worn-out bag, his face is tired, but his eyes are shining with desire for the unknown. He saw the swing and stopped.

"Hello, little swing." The traveler said softly, "Aren't you bored to be here and see the same scenery every day?"

The first time the swing grass heard someone talking to it, it was a little surprised and confused. "I don't know what boredom is, I just swing with the wind."

The traveler smiled and sat under the wall to have a rest. "The world is very big, and there are many scenery you have never seen before. You should explore bravely instead of staying in this small place all the time. "

Say that finish, the traveler got up and left. The swing was lost in thought. It began to think about the words of travelers and imagine the outside world. When the wind blows again, it no longer just swings mechanically, but with a hint of curiosity and expectation.

Since then, the heart of the swing has changed. It is eager to see more scenery and understand the world. However, it is afraid to leave this familiar place and be afraid of unknown risks. It struggles in contradiction, just like a person wandering at a crossroads.

As the days passed, the heart of the swing became more and more entangled. It wants to jump bravely and pursue a new life; For a while, I feel that although life is dull now, it is also stable. It is like a real swing, vacillating between two choices.

Until one day, a storm came. The wind roared and the rain poured down. The swing grass was almost broken by the wind, and it was lifted up by the rain. At that moment, it felt unprecedented fear.

"Should I leave here?" The wall grass asks itself in its heart, "It's too dangerous here, maybe the outside world will be safer."

However, when the storm passed and the sky cleared up again, the swing grass hesitated again. It looks at everything familiar around it, and its heart is full of disappointment.

Just then, a bird landed next to the swing grass. Birds are chirping, as if telling their adventures. The wall grass listened to the story of the bird, and the desire in my heart was ignited again.

"I can't be so hesitant anymore." The wall grass said to itself, "I will bravely pursue my dreams."

So, on a sunny morning, the swing grass broke free from the shackles of the stone wall and drifted away with the wind. It doesn't know where it will float or what it will encounter in the future. However, its heart is full of courage and hope.

The wall grass floats, floats over mountains, rivers and fields. It saw many scenery it had never seen before and met many interesting people and things. Its world is becoming wider and wider, and its life is becoming more and more colorful.

However, in this process, the swing grass also encountered many difficulties and challenges. Sometimes, it will be blown to a deserted place by the wind, and there is no food or water; Sometimes, it will be beaten black and blue by the rain and almost lose its life. However, it has never given up. It believes that as long as it persists, it will be able to find its own happiness.

Finally, in a beautiful garden, the swing grass found its home. There is warm sunshine, fertile soil and clear spring water here. The swing grass takes root and grows sturdily here. It is no longer a swing with the wind, but a grass of life with firm belief and pursuit.

In this garden, the swing grass has made many new friends. They share sunshine and rain and dew together, and experience spring, summer, autumn and winter together. The swing felt extremely happy and satisfied.

However, sometimes, the wall grass will still think of the wall where it once grew. It will think of the traveler, the bird, and its own hesitation and struggle. It knows that without those experiences, it wouldn't be who it is now.

"Life is like a journey, we are always looking for and exploring." The swing grass often says to its friends, "Sometimes, like a swing grass, we will hesitate before choosing." However, as long as we take the first step bravely, we will be able to find our own direction. "