（诗歌）

                                            一棵嫩绿的小草

                                            很弱很细

                                            秋风

                                            脱去了她的外衣

                                            冰雪

                                            覆盖了她的身躯

                                            在深深的土壤里

                                            无奈而坚定地期待着

                                            春的气息

                                            冰消雪融

                                            春回大地

                                            她破土而出

                                            亭亭玉立

                                            不与百花争艳

                                            而是在大自然里

                                            寻求属于自己的立足之地