我不做批判者,
也不做赞扬者,
我是随风飘扬的狗尾巴草,
我好似漂忽不定,
其实我的根死死扎在土里,
犟得要命。
I am neither a critic nor a praiser. I am a dog tail grass flying in the wind. I seem to drift. In fact, my root is stuck in the soil and stubborn.
确实有那么一点犟