The wind passed, I smelled my own body odor, it is a grass smell, is the soil, rotting leaves and dew mixed fermentation and baked by the sun to form the taste. Bitter with a hint of sweet, earthy mixed with the fragrance of leaves. I am a small grass, a weed that can survive as long as there is a pinch of soil and a trace of dew, the most humble and cheapest creature in the world. When I first appeared on the ground, I longed to grow into a big tree. I knew that only a big tree could touch t...

The wind passed, I smelled my own body odor, it is a grass smell, is the soil, rotting leaves and dew mixed fermentation and baked by the sun to form the taste. Bitter with a hint of sweet, earthy mixed with the fragrance of leaves. I am a small grass, a weed that can survive as long as there is a pinch of soil and a trace of dew, the most humble and cheapest creature in the world. When I first appeared on the ground, I longed to grow into a big tree. I knew that only a big tree could touch t...