一我使劲地挣扎着,等待着这一刻--冲破土壤,冲出黑暗!我尽力向上顶,我知道,我的梦想很快就能实现了!一、二、三,成功了!可是--我垂下了头。我是一粒花种子,在阴暗潮湿的土壤中,慢慢地茁壮着,期待出土的这一瞬。可是,我很伤心。现在正是寒冷的冬季,我的伙伴们都在熟睡,我竟然发芽了。我环顾着四周,无助地张望着。白皑皑的一片,没有丝毫的生气,有的只是刺骨的寒风、纷飞的雪花和不尽的寒意。不经意间,我一仰头-- I struggled hard and waited for this moment to break through the soil and out of the darkness! I tried my best to get to the top, and I knew that my dream would soon be realized! One, two, three, successful! But - I hang my head. I am a flower seed, in the dark and damp soil, slowly growing strong, looking forward to the unearthed moment. However, I am very sad. It is now in the cold winter. My partners are asleep. I actually germinated. I looked around and looked helplessly. The white ones are not full of anger, but there are only cold winds, flying snowflakes and endless chills. Inadvertently, I raised my head