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我是一株无名小草,生长在一片人迹罕至的草地上。这里土壤贫瘠,草木稀疏,四周群山环绕。我出生在野草丛中,但我从一开始就不相信自己会是一株平常的小草。我觉得我一定会开花,开出鲜艳的花,开出美丽的花。身边的小草们知道了我的想法,都对我冷嘲热讽:“算了吧你,别自命清高。你和我们一样,是一根草!开花?在这样的地方,你能开花?笑话!”我的心被重重地刺了一下,很痛很痛,慢慢地,疼痛化为了一股勇气,唤起了我内心的力量,增强了我
I am a nameless grass, grows in an inaccessible grassland. Poor soil here, sparse vegetation, surrounded by mountains. I was born in the wild grass, but from the very beginning I did not believe I was a normal grass. I think I will blossom, out bright flowers, open a beautiful flower. The grass around me know my thoughts, all cynical to me: “forget it, do not self-supremacy you are like us, is a grass! Flowering? In such a place, you can bloom? Joke! ”My heart was heavily stung a bit, pain and pain, slowly, pain in order to courage, evoked my inner strength, enhanced me