我是一朵蜡梅。赏花的人,您若在群花中,我只是一朵普通、不起眼的梅。但若单独拾起我,我绝不是一般的香。还记得,身为花苞时,树妈妈就告诉我,我有希望成功。对于花而言,成功就是万里飘香;失败就是抵抗不住外界的伤害,投降了,前功尽弃了。我是一朵蜡梅,要在寒冬之际,展示自己。虽唯美,自己傲放于百花之中,独得游人的赞叹。不过,在 I am a waxy plum. Flower people, if you are in the group of flowers, I was just an ordinary, humble plum. But if I picked up me alone, I was by no means ordinary incense. Remember, as a bud, tree mother told me, I hope there is success. For the flowers, the success is the fragrance of thousands of miles; failure is to resist the outside world’s injury, surrendered, tried out. I am a waxy plum, to show myself in the winter. Although beautiful, proud to put their own flowers among the tourists alone praise. However, at