The poem of dog tail grass is very romantic.

1, the rain stopped. A few clusters of green bristlegrass in the balcony flower trough, under the oblique light of the sunset, are distinct in layers, like faint freehand brushwork. The hairy tail of Setaria viridis bends into a beautiful arc in the wind. On the high balcony, Setaria viridis is particularly warm and affectionate in this reinforced concrete world. These green bristlegrass are left to their own devices. I didn't care about them deliberately, but I always paid attention to their existence.

When the dog's tail grass is swaying, I will miss the years when I sneaked away. Occasionally, I will look at the sky in a daze. Ignorant, wild horses have no rein, stumbling all the way, scarred. When I was in a daze, I wondered if I was once a wolf child. Perhaps, I am just a grass. Wildfire never devours them. They grow taller in the spring breeze.

3. When we were young, we occasionally called it dog tail flower, but we can't confuse it with dog tail flower. The dog's tail flower, also called Polygonum hydropiper, has small red flowers, which are hung on the branches one by one. The leaves of the dog tail flower are not grass-like, and the plant can even grow to one meter high. Dog tail grass is really just the height and quality of dog tail grass, leaves and grass. The only difference from all kinds of grass is that its head is always shaking with a bay of light-moon-like fine hair, which is its dream of blooming, illusory and illusory.

4, dog tail grass, it can grow arbitrarily every year, and it can indeed be everywhere. Its crescent-shaped fluff can be seen in crop fields or beside ditches, in vegetable gardens or corners, even in crevices of stones, and even in any place with a little soil in the city. Strong winds can't crush it, heavy rains can't beat it, wildfires never completely consume them, and winter can't freeze it. Its seeds and roots are rooted in the soil. When the snow melts, it will be the first to blow the horn of spring return.

5, dog tail grass, dog tail grass, if you can grow at will every year, then would you choose to be everywhere? I think everything should still exist in the season when the dog tail grass exists. Nowadays, I often think back to the picture of green bristlegrass growing all over the sky on the hillside behind my hometown school, the sad scene of green bristlegrass swaying in the wind, and the unpretentious blooming of a bunch of green bristlegrass in the east and a tree in the west-at this moment, looking at the green bristlegrass swaying in the wind by the roadside, I think more of its calmness, the calmness of silently paying emotions, and the calmness of extremely tempering life. The green bristlegrass is still swaying in the wind.

6. I don't smell of flowers, I'm not as tall as a tree, I'm a grass that nobody knows. Never lonely, always troubled; My father named me dog tail grass ... this is a copy of tail grass's song "grass" Although it is tone-deaf, the tune is difficult to distinguish. Emotional places can also be narcissistic in seemingly illusory and real tunes.

7. What rubbed my ear? Gently, itchy and furry, it feels like a cat deliberately rubbing your face when it wants to be spoiled. This is the wild, where is the shadow of the cat? Looking back at the girl next door who was laughing her head off with dog tail grass, it turned out that she deliberately teased me with the fluff of dog tail grass. As soon as I waved my hand, a big bunch of flowers and plants was thrown in the direction of the girl next door. The grass leaves are covered with tufts of fine hairs and colorful wild flowers, flying all over the sky. In this way, a playful chase was staged in the colorful sky, and naive laughter embraced the smoke from the village, burning clouds and pink in the misty world of Shan Ye.

On the barren land of my hometown, there is such a trivial broken grass growing resolutely. Her slender waist makes people worry that she will die at any time. She is green bristlegrass. When the dog tail grass is swaying in the wind all over the mountain, it is the happiest time of childhood!