Walking in the world, I am still the same. I have never been named, and I don't want to be named. After all, I just want to be myself.
Let my thoughts flow through the loneliness of spring, and I can't help hiding my wishes and expectations for a winter. I woke up slowly in the smile of the spring breeze, and the passing clouds seemed to be that cold winter night. My soft and warm mother wrapped my bleeding heart with her selfless cotton-padded clothes, which made me calm and noisy in fatigue and purified my soul day and night.
I remember one day, she suddenly pushed open the door blocked by snow and loudly said to me, "wake up, son, look at the outside world, spring is coming!" " "I shook my body carefully and took small steps, trying to spread my wings like dandelion seeds in autumn-flying to a place called spring. Stumbling and stumbling, I finally stopped my dream of flying in the ridicule of the north wind.
"Don't be afraid, son!" Take off your heavy coat, and your flying wings may be lighter. Mother passed such a whisper with silent eyes.
I refuse to take off my thick winter clothes, because even now, I still feel the chill stabbing my whole body, and it passes my soul wantonly-I know, I really can't resist the cold attack, because I have been trapped in the house for too long.
My mother's eyes are very strict. Maybe she thought it was because of her overprotection that I became a delicate body that was afraid of cold. She bowed her head in pain and gave the order again: "Son, please leave me and this warm home, you will grow up after a cold experience;" After the baptism of the spring breeze, you will bloom your fragrance. "She gave me a gentle push and I fell into a large piece of snow.
Not adapted to the cold, I lost consciousness, numbness, awakening, pain ... I don't know how long it took, and finally woke up.
At present, it is still snowy, and a dazzling sun in the sky is emitting colorful light. It's sunny, the snow is melting, and the imaginary spring seems to be coming quietly. Trembling with courage, "take off your coat!" " I struggled to say to myself in my mind. ""you will freeze to death! "The other said to himself." Don't be afraid, the weather is not as cold as you think. Take off your heavy cotton-padded clothes, and you will have the power to fly "-I remembered my mother's words again.
Too timid, I finally opened the door on a snowy morning, took off my heavy cotton-padded coat with trepidation and took a deep breath. It's not as cold as I thought, but a faint warmth passes through my nose and goes straight to my heart. The cold of this moment has completely turned into the memory of a dream.
A blue lake appeared in front of my eyes-"Open your arms, face the sun and take off"-I said to myself.
Lightweight and graceful, a kind of comfort that I have never had before rippled in my heart-flying is not as difficult as I thought.
Vibrating my thin wings with my heart, I slowly rose into the air, overlooking the blue lake. In the reflection of the lake, I suddenly found that I was a flying flower!
Hehe, I don't know if I helped you, but I didn't ask for the best answer.