Grass

I am a blade of grass

Without the fragrance of flowers, without the height of trees

I am a blade of grass that grows unnoticed

I don't think of myself as towering, nor do I see myself as insignificant

I have my own life; the young lady is twenty-eight this year, and I have my own preferences

I have never harmed others, the young lady is twenty-eight this year, and there's nothing for me to be proud of

Therefore, I don't want others to look up to me, nor do I wish to be looked down upon

If you consider yourself a mighty tree and me a mere blade of grass

Then we cannot walk the same path

I am a blade of grass

If you have ever given me sunshine

Then I will surely nod and smile at you

If you bring me storms

Then I will also resist and roar

I am a blade of grass

Though humble, not insignificant