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I have something to say to you

Flowers bloom and fall, sunrise and sunset, the stars shift, and everything and anything in nature is changing. I am just the most humble thing on earth - dirt! The world is changing, and I am changing too.

By Mary  SniderPublished 4 years ago 3 min read
I have something to say to you
Photo by Aniket Bhattacharya on Unsplash

Flowers bloom and fall, sunrise and sunset, the stars shift, and everything and anything in nature is changing. I am just the most humble thing on earth - dirt! The world is changing, and I am changing too.

I have something to say to you.

From ancient times to the present, everything grows without me. I feed the forests, and I feed the grain harvested by the farmers ...... Although I am humble, I am proud.

The world is so wonderful. I chase with the wind, I pin with the rain, I chase with the flowing water, I sing with the birds; children play on my spine, seeds grow in my arms, my earthworm brother helps me tickle, and fallen leaves kiss me silently! All this, I feel so happy and so heartwarming. As dirt, I am not only a stepping stone for human beings, but also send them to the bright road of life; not only is it needed for farmers' uncle to plant, but also to deliver nutrition to plants, an angel guarding farmers' uncle's smile ...... I know that I have my mission, so I silently dedicate myself, willing to be the most humble thing on earth.

The world is changing day by day, and I am changing too. I no longer hear the appreciation of people like Ai Qing, but only the contempt for my torture. People poured black and smelly water on me, and even worse, gave me an "acid rain bath", my skin could not stand the sting and became dry and barren; people built tall buildings on my backbone and gutted my brothers and sisters; people cut down the trees I nurtured mercilessly, and I fought against the sand and dust day and night. ...... I am getting more and more emaciated and finally very sick. I hate the bad things that people do to me, but I can only watch them in exchange for comfortable enjoyment.

Birds of prey crossed the sky, leaving a long lament. I could not bring joy to the children, the farmers; I could not raise the forest; I could not give my earthworm brother a stable life. Can I continue to fulfill my mission? Only the fallen leaves know my heart.

With only my humble strength, I say to you: "To neglect me is to neglect your own life. All things cannot lose me, and my mission cannot stop because of you. Please stop your dirty tricks and let the green keep extending!"

Step over that hurdle

"Ready, go," the teacher called, and we began the 800-meter walk.

"With my heart beating, the first lap had begun, and I was last. The students waiting next to me were making fun of me. What do they know? It's called keeping up my strength.

"My heart was beating faster and faster with the start of the second lap. The other students seemed to be slowing down, and I thought: this is a good time for me to make a "magnificent comeback". Slowly accelerate, I was right, most of the students are behind me.

"The third lap, the heartbeat was like rock and roll, I couldn't stop the "high" rhythm. The third lap was crucial, and I didn't want to be the laughing stock of the class. "Long-distance running, running a little hard, if you persevere, to the back will not feel uncomfortable, if you can not pass this 'hurdle', the results are certainly not ideal." The teacher's words replayed in my mind. Is it the "hurdle" that the teacher said? I think so. But some people can't pass this "hurdle", is it that difficult? According to my strong character, I had to give it a try.

The soles of my feet felt hot and spicy as if the track was sprinkled with sharp needles; my breathing was tightened up, making me feel the air was thin; my hands were getting weak, and there was a strange taste in my throat, and I wanted to fall. This would never happen. Relying on my tenacious willpower to hold on, although not running fast, but at least not to the point of walking. In the second half of the lap, I gradually lost that feeling, and finally crossed the "hurdle". I began to accelerate, as the pace of the footsteps, the rhythm of the heartbeat is also more and more "high", 100 meters, 50 meters, 10 meters, 5 meters, 1 meter, the last step finally crossed. "4 minutes and 11 seconds." Great, 4 minutes and 11 seconds, my heart overflowed with pride. The teacher's words kept ringing in my ears for a long time.

It's up to you to decide whether you step over the hurdle or not. You can turn it into a "paving stone" to your advantage or a "stumbling block" to your detriment!

Short Story

About the Creator

Mary  Snider

With a heart, quietly and slowly cook life

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