清晨,河边散步。有花的暗香,淡淡飘来。走近一看,许多叫不出名来的小花,恣意灿烂盛开于堤岸两旁。无名的小花,开得实在平凡,不引人瞩目,不细看,甚至会忽略它们的存在。然而,它们却不卑不亢,努力地绽放自己的美丽,这让我不由得心生敬意。生活中,我们大部分人都像这簇无名的小花,在自然的世界里,恣意生长,自由开放。无名小花,没有承载赞美和荣耀,淡淡而来,淡淡而去,以一颗赤子之心,繁茂于尘世烟火中,在阳光下灿烂,在风雨中优雅。它没有国 Early morning, walk by the river. Fragrance with flowers, light floated. Closer and closer, many are not famous to the flowers, wanton flourish in the embankment on both sides. The nameless flowers, open really extraordinary, not attractive, do not look down, and even ignore their existence. However, they are unscrupulous, work hard to bloom their beauty, which makes me can not help but respect. In life, most of us are like this nameless floret, growing freely and openly in the natural world. Unnamed flowers, did not carry praise and glory, a touch of light, a faint away, with a pure heart, flourished in earthly fireworks, brilliant in the sun, graceful in the wind and rain. It has no country