The year before last year, I raised flower of one individual plant, although be common Chinese rose, but different to me common.
前年，我养了一株花，虽是普通的月季，但对我来说不同寻常。
Chinese rose vitality is extremely tenacious, it is to be in flowerpot no matter, still be roadside, you can meet unexpectedly it supports next long moves in straightforward branch lever delicate and charming colourful flower, she the empress as pride, the activity of cuckoo of be better than, those who had compared Xue Lian is holy, even this takes the strength of character at nature gamely, defeated high peony. She broadens with the green time of effort the flower of life, although aroma is not thick, but old far resemble you greeting sb with the good friend, this kisses what affection always makes me ineffable to touch.
月季生命力极其顽强，不论是在花盆里，还是路边，你都能碰见它在笔直的枝杆支撑下长着娇艳艳的花，她如同骄傲的女皇，赛过杜鹃的活动，比过雪莲的圣洁，甚至这不屈服于自然的骨气，打败了高贵的牡丹。她用努力的青春年华绽开生命之花，虽香气不浓，但老远就和好友一样像你打招呼，这份亲情总是让我莫名的感动。
However, it does not know today how, resembled getting disease, blade is withered and yellow, angry without a bit. Huang Xie is completely on clay, never mention it the leaf of Mei red, the leaf that connects that green wither and fall. This is without angry Chinese rose, offend so that I feel distressed, the composition that it already accompanied me two years is long, I do not wish so abandon it easily, always expect miraculous occurrence. Then, I put down it windowsill, water as before, …… of fertilization, loosen the soil
然而，今天它不知怎地，像得了病，叶片枯黄，没有一点儿生气。泥土上全是黄叶，别说玫红色的花瓣了，连那绿色的叶子都凋落了。这毫无生气的月季，惹得我心疼，它已伴我两年之作文久，我不愿就这么轻易地把它抛弃，总期待奇迹的出现。于是，我将它放下窗台，依旧浇水、施肥、松土……
Went every day, chinese rose still does not have occurrence opportunity of survival, my heart is like dead ash, do not have a hope again, but treat lad, I absolutely won't so abandon, should take a commemoration day.
一天天过去了，月季还是没有出现生机，我心如死灰，再无一丝希望，可是对待老友，我绝不会就这么放弃，就当留个纪念吧。
One day, my as usual waters, in sunshine beamed below, I discovered actually a small tender bud, , two, 3 …… the little life of color of ten light yellow, as the darling that just woke up, be full of opportunity of survival and serene, the lay a finger on that use a hand is worn each is small life, already unfamiliar be familiar with again. My lad, you came back eventually. I expect your flower leaves.
有一天，我照常浇水，在阳光的照耀下，我竟然发现了一朵朵小嫩芽，一朵，两朵，三朵……十几个鹅黄色的小生命，如同刚睡醒的宝宝，充满生机与安祥，用手触碰着一个个小生命，既陌生又熟悉。我的老友，你终于回来了。我期待你的花开。
The wonderful instant of this life, divine and majestic, happiness makes a person yearning again. My head feels life, unexpectedly such happiness.
这生命的精彩瞬间，神圣而庄严，美好又令人向往。我头一次觉得生命，竟如此美好。(文/吴坤健)