Kristie-+A+Fungus

__**PODCAST**__ __**PARAGRAPH**__ Under the dim shades of a lofty magnificent tree, covered by the crispy red-brown leaves fallen from the trees, a small fungus grows, silently but strenuously. There is no light; it is blocked by the shadows of the lively vivid leaves waving along with the breeze softly touching the branches. However, the fungus does not give up its life. Though surrounded by the humid air and gloomy shadows, the fungus does not disappear, instead, grows even stronger just like I do in my life. Though I sometimes see no hope in my life, I do not give up. I try my best to bring myself back up, and maintain my hopes. A fungus, just like myself, grows strenuously under the shades, sunshine, or even storms.