All wood have an exquisite heart. The wood never makes up, what they go out alive is the truest oneself.
所有的草木都有一颗玲珑心。草木从不化妆，它们活出的是最真实的自己。
The sun after rain, warm, downy, dew is bouncing on grass-blade, scroll everyoning looking up to sb.
雨后的太阳，温暖、柔和，露珠在草叶上跳跃，喁喁滚动。
Often stroll campus, the look falls a bit, can see long and thin branch, maize pistil, small like each sun. Several days ago, the flower left, at first is ordinary petal only, did not pass how long with respect to element element makeup, light laugh.
每每漫步校园，目光稍一落下，就可以看到细长的枝，黄色的蕊，像一个个小太阳。几天前，花开了，起先只是不起眼的花苞，没过多久就素素妆，淡淡笑。
Be infatuated with it, begin from the name that is infatuated with it. A year of bitter fleabane, really good, pick below one purposely, the luck that ases if one year arrived in my hand. I disregard a hand to go up smartly, busy run quickly come home, insert in flowerpot, awake everyday, I look up to be able to see it, sunshine is sitting above, look at me piquantly, really good.
迷恋它，是从迷恋它的名字开始的。一年蓬，真好，有心摘下一朵，仿佛一年的运气都到了我手中。我不顾手上的刺痛，忙奔回家，插到花盆里，每天醒来，我一抬头就能看到它，阳光正坐在上面，调皮地看着我，真好。
The petaline photo of outer lane piece Hua Yu, pure and fresh, soft beauty, like Bai Yun is lapping the sun, celestial being energy of life is very; Resemble …… not, a year of bitter fleabane more resemble oneself.
外圈的花瓣像片片华羽，清新、柔美，像一片片白云包裹着太阳，仙气十足；像……不，一年蓬更像自己。
The sky is flying a few Yu Die, of the sky white, on the ground white, became repeatedly, what letting person cent is not clear is a flower, what is Yu Die. Weak green petal, resemble a curious child, always want to see the world outside have how old, then, opened a flower the following day.
天上飞着几只玉蝶，天上的白，地上的白，连成了一片，让人分不清哪些是花，哪些是玉蝶。淡绿的花苞，像一个好奇的孩子，总想看看外面的世界有多大，于是，第二天便开了花。
Ground of beautiful again and again is leaving, sweet smell, one wave answer, I sit on the meadow, what they give me generously a single person is sweet.
花累累地开着，香甜的气息，一波复一波，我坐在草地上，它们慷慨地赠我一身的香。
I stealthily, listen respectfully is worn, I as if the sound …… that listen composition heard the wood
我悄悄地，聆听着，我仿佛聆作文听到了草木的声音……
The sunshine indelicacy have diarrhoea in warmth wears a year of bitter fleabane the glorious of intoxicate. It is not the flower of what nobility, it is called by people careless ” of “ the top of a wall, beautiful words is happy-go-lucky. It not Jing is colourful, but unforgettable. Its life is tenacious, it ate to suffer from, can bear torment, wind comes rain comes, frost Lai Xuelai, even medicine divides baked wheaten cake, it is carried so that live, establish calcaneal firmly.
一年蓬在温暖的阳光下流泻着醉人的光彩。它并不是什么高贵的花，它被人们称为“墙头草”，花语就是随遇而安。它不惊艳，但难忘。它的生命是顽强的，它吃得了苦，受得了折磨，风来雨来，霜来雪来，甚至药除火烧，它都扛得住，把脚跟立得稳稳的。
They gather, spell color, do not hide not assist, having foolish foolish enthusiasm. Their appearance is beautiful, their attitude is beautiful. They smile quietly, also be beautiful. They are poem and picture, it is the art in art.
它们一撮一撮，拼尽颜色，不藏不掖，有着傻傻的热情。它们的容颜是美的，它们的姿态是美的。它们安静的微笑，也是美的。它们是诗和画，是艺术中的艺术。
Pass canal to go up everyday, I am noticing their dribs and drabs. My day, became the day of a year of bitter fleabane, gradually, I feel oneself and it is old acquaintance.
每天路经小道上，我都注意着它们的点点滴滴。我的日子，成了一年蓬的日子，渐渐的，我感觉自己和它是老相识了。
Regrettablly, they can absorb arboreous nutrition, must get rid of, the labor class afternoon, I crouch stealthily aside, did not attend, just be in look at silently aside, pray silently for them —— expects the coming year still can meet again!
可惜，它们会吸取树木的营养，必须除掉，下午的劳动课，我悄悄地蹲在一边，没有参加，只是在一旁默默地看着，默默地为它们祈祷——期待来年还能再相见！
A class, one year bitter fleabane is unplugged neatly by classmates. Although be unplugged, but in the heart that it takes in us, wind also remembered, the cloud also remembered, I also remembered.
一节课，一年蓬被同学们拔得干干净净。虽然被拔掉，但它留在了我们的心中，风也记住了，云也记住了，我也记住了。
The cloud yesterday, the rain yesterday, the flower yesterday, fall have one's heart filled with a window. A bird stops beside my flower, chattered most day.
昨天的云，昨天的雨，昨天的花，落满心窗。一只鸟儿停在我的花旁，啁啾了大半天。(文/方奕翔)