There is a row of bamboos planted on the slope behind my house. No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, they are all wearing green clothes. They are really like guards, standing upright on the hillside. Some of the bamboos in this row are very tall, as high as a second-story building; some are very short, less than my height. As long as you stretch out your hand, you can touch its bamboo leaves, which are like sharp swords. , the newly grown bamboo leaves are rough to the touch, while the leaves after growing out for a period of time are smooth to the touch. The bamboo leaves look green from a distance. As long as it rains, they become even more beautiful. The rainwater gathers on the bamboo leaves and turns into small crystal clear pearls. The sunlight shines on them, twinkling. I especially like bamboo in spring and summer, they always bring me a lot of happiness. In spring, after a spring rain, bamboo shoots emerge from the soil one after another. Some bamboo shoots have just emerged from the soil, revealing their pointed little heads, which look like the end of a pencil that has just been sharpened. They are very cute; some bamboo shoots have grown very tall all of a sudden, but they are bare. , no bamboo leaves. I always like to walk into the bamboo forest at this time, breathe the fresh air, and listen to the sound of bamboo shoots growing. Summer is here, and the bamboo leaves on the bamboos grow lush and dense. When a breeze blows, the bamboo leaves will sway with the wind, as if they are dancing to the music of the wind. Looking at this row of bamboos, I couldn't help but think of the ancient poems praising bamboos. One line goes like this: "Still strong after being struck by countless blows, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south." ”Despite the wind and rain, the bamboos still stand perseveringly among the broken rocks of the green mountains. Isn't this spirit worth learning? We should also have the perseverance like bamboo.
