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21.05.2020 09:42
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In a small valley with four seasons like spring, many exotic flowers and plants grow out of the world. They talk and laugh with the sun every day, and dance with butterflies and bees, the picture is like walking out of the painting, beautiful as a fairyland. But one day, beautiful flowers found a strange plant here-it looks like a weed, in fact, it is a lily. The arrogant flowers began to taunt and ridicule it mercilessly: "Oh Marlboro Lights, what is this, it looks like a weed. Oh no Newport 100S, it is a weed!" "Ha ha ha ha ... �� "The words of the flowers were like a sharp blade, deeply hurting it Parliament Cigarettes, and it was very sad in its heart, and even once had the idea of ??knotting its own life, it was unhappy and depressed all day long. It ��s like a weed. After a while, when it saw the rising sun, it suddenly understood: "Since God sent me here, there must be an opportunity to show myself. I must bloom flowers!" So, it He began to actively face the cynicism and sarcasm of the flowers, absorbed the sunlight and dew, tried to take root deeply, and straightened his chest. Finally, on a spring morning, it produced the first bud! This broke his joy. However, this brought greater laughter to the flowers: "Behold, this guy is obviously a weed. He insists that he is a lily. In my opinion, it is not a bud on its head. "!" Even the passing birds ignored it, and the lilies far away from it still worked hard to accumulate energy, and ignored their gossip. Finally one morning, it broke out and blossomed! The white and flawless petals and beautiful figure became the most beautiful scenery in the small valley. The flowers around them no longer have anything to say. They knew that the beauty they had always been proud of was also eclipsed in front of Lily, and they all dropped their heads silently. At this time, butterflies and bees all came and danced around the lily, which had never been before. Lily is also not proud, blooming one by one, Fenger traveling around with its seeds. Gradually, white lilies bloomed in the valley. There are crystal clear drops of water on each flower. They thought it was just dewdrops, but only Lily knew it. This is the tears behind the tireless efforts day and night. None of them will forget the words of the first lily: "I am a lily, not a wild grass. The only way to prove that I am a lily is to bloom beautiful flowers. |
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