What have I become? A 350-word composition

After a hard day's work, I went home, lay in bed and fell asleep soon. I don't know how long it took. I opened my eyes and saw a tall figure in the dim light. I have no idea what he looks like. I just heard him say, "Your life as a person is so boring. Let's try to make a grass! " Then he disappeared without a trace. I fell asleep. ...

I don't know how long it took. When I opened my eyes and wanted to turn over, I found myself-a grass!

I stayed. I was stupid. After a long time, I slowly lowered my head nervously and saw the earth surrounding me. I'm never going home again. I want to cry without tears! God cried at this time, and tears poured down and poured me through. I closed my eyes and let the rain hit me. Now that I have given up hope, it doesn't matter to me who does this. It rained for a long time and finally cleared up. The sun shines on me through the clouds and in my heart. With the help of Uncle Feng, I looked up and suddenly found a colorful bridge in the sky. Isn't that the Rainbow Bridge? I was so excited that I brushed away the tears on my face and felt full of hope for life. Didn't you always praise the grass in the book before? Then, I will face life and difficulties bravely!

So, I held my head high, straightened my chest, faced the sunshine, and started my new beginning and new life.

What have I become? I want to be a bird.

I want to become a bird, fly to the endless blue sky, fly carefree, fly tired, whisper with white clouds and enjoy the fun of freedom.

In spring, I stopped on the willow tree, combed my feathers for a while, and skipped on the branches for a while, watching the children playing on the wide lawn. I smiled happily.

In summer, the green lotus leaves show sharp and tender horns, and dragonflies wave their wings to greet me. I am happy to fly from the air to the interesting lotus leaf. I can't help but think of Yang Wanli's poem, "Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and a dragonfly had already stood on his head." I sing on the round lotus leaf with dragonflies.

In autumn, leaves fall on the treetops, and the leaves fall on the ground, like a golden carpet. I sleep here on the thick carpet, which is very comfortable. A gust of autumn wind blew, revealing the coolness, and I covered myself with a leaf.

In winter, falling snowflakes fall from the sky like fairies. In Swan Lake, beautiful music sounded in the sound of nature. I watched the snow-white fairies dance, and I danced and laughed with them.

I am so happy to be good friends with nature, and I am willing to be a bird forever!