轻轻的我走了，／正如我轻轻的来；／我轻轻的招手，／作别西天的云彩。

                                                                                    清晨我漫步在山坡谷地，

                                                                                    晨光宣泄着永恒的秘密，

                                                                                    山涧里流倘出一条小溪，

                                                                                    她在歌、在唤、在吐露心曲：

                                                                                    生活并非安逸，

                                                                                    它是思念和希冀。

                                                                                    死亡并非哀歌，

                                                                                    它是失望与憔悴。

                                                                                    智者不在言词，

                                                                                    其秘密在言词背后藏nì。

                                                                                    伟人不在高位，

                                                                                    不屑权位者才配享荣誉。

                                                                                   （纪伯伦《小溪，你说什么》节选）

小草偷偷地从土里钻出来，嫩嫩的，绿绿的。园子里，田野里，瞧去一大片一大片满是的。坐着，躺着，打两个滚，踢几脚球，赛几趟跑，捉几回迷藏。

寒来暑往，秋收冬藏，一年四季景象不同，所代表的生命状态也不相同：春天{#blank#}1{#/blank#}，{#blank#}2{#/blank#}，{#blank#}3{#/blank#}；夏天骄阳似火，蛙鸣虫唱，是生命的张扬；秋天{#blank#}4{#/blank#}，{#blank#}5{#/blank#}，{#blank#}6{#/blank#}；冬天落雪无声，闲云舒卷，是生命的恬静。