Like your body fragrance, the grass fragrance is light, drunk my heart.

01.

The quiet path runs through the grass, carrying our dreams to the distance, one end is your beautiful school, one end is my happy camp, like a red line thrown by the moon god, two hearts boiling on the road, thoughts wandering on the road.

The grass bends with laughter, the flowers blush with shame, and the birds sing for us in the branches.

The first warm spring, I patrolled through this grass, the ground surging with budding green.

I saw you from afar, holding a stack of workbooks in your arms, followed by two elementary school students, you walked across this meadow, happy laughter, joyful words, such as wisps of spring wind, blowing into my heart.

Although only passing by, your appearance has been burned in my mind.

In the future, I often appear in this green grass, in addition to patrol waiting for you, our words like grass denser and denser, heart like a flower slowly open.

02.

You said you like this grass, more love me this body defense green, I said I like grass, but also like to read, more hope to read you.

You said to be like grass. In your story, I understand the profound truth.

Your family is poor, and disabled parents cannot work, but nothing can stop you from learning the ambition, after college, you returned to your hometown, you want to take root here, and become a touch of moving green.

This piece of grass, originally a world of sheep herding children, a few lambs bouncing around, a few children playing happily, to school age, still do not know where the school is?

The passage of time stings your heart, and the ignorant mind needs you to nourish it.

You often come here, telling stories to the dolls about the outside world, the eyes of the dolls are full of longing, the dolls are led into school by you, and the few sheep obediently stay in this fragrant grass, as if they also have a bookish, a pleasing look.

You are as tenacious as grass, not afraid of the wind, not afraid of rain, a group of dolls follow you through thick and thin, come with the sunrise, step on the sunset to go, you want to send the dolls out of the mountains, with culture to change the poor land.

03.

I deeply love this fragrant grass, more love the green military uniform, this green is full of vitality and power, full of endless power, my ideals in this green to fly, protect the family and the country is my unchanging original intention. I also want to sow the military spirit in the hearts of elementary school students.

Every March, our company goes to your school, and I have the honor to be the school's pioneer counselor. I do psychological counseling for the students, tell military stories, talk about life's ideals, encourage the children to study well, and dot the motherland like little grass.

Children's hearts are on the wings, childhood dreams are flying, and we would like to be a green sea so that the ideal boat can set its sails here.

We bought books, school bags, pencils, notebooks, and other school supplies and sent them to the children to show our little feelings. The children's joyful eyes, warm hugs, and sincere calls made us excited, and we read the children's heartfelt thank you letters and felt that life is so beautiful.

We became the role model for the children, they aspire to become a soldier when they grow up, wearing national defense green, protecting the country like an eagle flying on the borderline of the motherland.

04.

Spring flowers just bloomed, and I learned that you went to Xinjiang to teach for three years, I waited for you in this fragrant grass.

I lay on the grass to you full of various fantasies, an impulse like grass in the crazy growth, I am a little overwhelmed, do not know what to say to you.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know when, but you sat next to me, holding a green sweater in your arms, you didn't say anything, smiled and gave me the gift, at this moment everything is in words, two young hearts in the handshake, in the embrace, and finally snuggled together.

The grass is green, the wildflowers are bright, and your students and I often come to this fragrant grass, singing here, playing here, expressing your toughness and tenacity in the language of grass, and expressing our thoughts about you in green fairy tales.

We whisper our hearts to the wind, which leaps over thousands of mountains and rivers to find you, and we give our hearts full of love to the white clouds, which travel day and night to you.

In spring I go on patrol with grass, and your name makes the corners of my lips rise.

In summer I weave straw hats with frangipani on my head, your sweet voice echoes in my ears during class, and in autumn I look at the full-grained grass as if I see your more mature appearance.

05.

You gently go away, leaving behind this fragrant grass, I put your story in mind, stored in the flow of time, you gently go away, your tender feelings are still hidden in the fragrant grass. I want to realize my ideal as you do, I want to study harder.

I quietly stand in this grass, grass like me, grass like you, we grow up head and shoulders, the most beautiful vow rooted in here, with the most beautiful youth dress up here, our love like grass more and more luxuriant, we cheer each other, encourage each other, even if the wind blows us down, we will stubbornly stand up, even if the rainstorm put us down, we will bravely climb up.

Youth has no regrets, passion ignites dreams, contributes to the motherland, action is shouting, selfless dedication and ambition are in the heart.

Render the red certificate with the sweat of hard work, polish the military medals with the heart of the struggle, and let them illuminate the road to the future.

The wind is gentle, the grass is blue, my dear, I am waiting for you in this fragrant grass, waiting for you forever.

If the heart is love, the grass is green every year, the love is not finished, the grass is looking at the end of the road.

I first want to take the poems in the meadow into my bag and take my deep love and love with me, so I can go on my way, rain or shine.

The first time I saw the man, I was in the middle of the night.