尝试就是试一试，或许失败，或许成功，但这都不算什么，只有坚强才可以成功。失败好比是一朵梅花，在刺骨寒风之中才开放。
Trying is trying, maybe failure, maybe success, but it's nothing. Only strength can lead to success. Failure is like a plum blossom, blooming only in the biting cold wind.
春天来了，在一片绿化中，艾草探出了它的小脑袋，它在小草丛中特别显眼。我采了一些艾草，转头一看那艾草的海洋，只见到一些杂草和艾草绘成了草的世界。那些艾草撑开它的大手臂，为小草们遮风挡雨，好像生怕小草被紫外线刺伤，我看着这些艾草，心里特别快活。
Spring has arrived, and in a green area, mugwort peeks out its small head, making it particularly prominent among the grass. I picked some mugwort and turned to look at the ocean of mugwort, only seeing some weeds and mugwort painted into a world of grass. Those mugwort spread out its big arms, providing shelter from the wind and rain for the little grasses, as if afraid that they would be hurt by ultraviolet rays. Looking at these mugwort, I felt particularly happy in my heart.来源 wwW.ZUowEnbA.nET
我带着愉悦的心情上楼了，我把艾草与面粉放在一起，两种色彩形成了明显的对比，像似雪山也迎来了春天。我低头想看个清楚，由于急促的呼吸，那面粉吹了我一脸，像变脸中的“白脸”。我一边往面粉里加水，一边用手搅拌，看着一点一滴的水珠汇水流在峡谷中穿越，不知不觉得水加多了，怎么拧也拧不成面团，像一摊彩色烂泥。心里十分伤心，这是什么？这是我要的粉团吗？我自己问自己。
I went upstairs with a happy mood. I put the mugwort and flour together, and the two colors formed a clear contrast, like a snow capped mountain welcoming spring. I lowered my head to see clearly, but due to my rapid breathing, the flour blew on my face like a 'face changing'; White face;. As I added water to the flour, I stirred it with my hand and watched the droplets of water flow through the canyon. Unconsciously, the water had increased, and no matter how hard I twisted it, it couldn't form a dough, like a colorful puddle of mud. I am very sad in my heart, what is this? Is this the pink ball I want? I asked myself.
窗外一股温微风吹到我的脸，像似一朵朵乌云在我的头顶转来转去，我心里乱想，风雨过后总有彩红，我自已安慰自己。我没有放弃，我又拿出面粉往里面放，现在我非常谨慎，一小勺一小勺地放面粉，一边搅拌一边拧，面团慢慢地成形了。我的心里发出了胜利的曙光，越拧起有劲。由于动作笨拙，把自己弄得像马戏轩里的小丑。但是，我成功了，这就是我需要的面团。
A warm breeze outside the window blew onto my face, like dark clouds swirling around my head. I was lost in thought, thinking that after the storm, there would always be red colors, and I comforted myself. I didn't give up, so I took out flour and put it inside again. Now I am very cautious, adding flour one spoonful at a time, stirring and twisting at the same time, and the dough slowly takes shape. The dawn of victory rose in my heart, and it became more and more powerful. Due to clumsy movements, he made himself look like a clown in a circus house. But I succeeded, this is the dough I need.
无论做任何事情，只要坚持都可以成功。做人也一样，一定要有自信，坚强才可以成功。
No matter what you do, as long as you persist, you can succeed. Being a person is the same, one must have confidence and be strong in order to succeed.