我是一株百合花，人们都嘲笑我长得像野草，不可能会开出那样洁白的花朵。可我却暗暗努力着，相信总有一天我也能绽放出绚丽的花。
I am a lily flower, and people mock me for looking like wild grass, unable to bloom such pure white flowers. But I am secretly working hard, believing that one day I too can bloom with brilliant flowers.
还是种子的我被一个孩子当做垃圾随手扔在了杂草堆里，可我却在那儿深深扎下了根。我使劲生根向下，伸到有水源的地方，每天吸取水分的营养。盼啊，盼啊，我终于发芽了，本以为发芽后就万事大吉，会成为耀眼的景色。可谁知百合的幼苗与野草一模一样，这在我心头形成一道看不见的创伤。作文网 ZuoWenBa.Net
As a seed, I was casually thrown into a pile of weeds by a child as garbage, but I deeply rooted myself there. I worked hard to take root and reach down to a place with a water source, absorbing the nutrients from the water every day. Hope, hope, I finally sprouted. I thought everything would be fine after sprouting, and it would become a dazzling scenery. But who knows that the seedling of lily is exactly the same as the wild grass, which forms an invisible wound in my heart.
但我知道，我的使命是开出洁白的花，我不是野草！
But I know that my mission is to bloom white flowers, I am not a wild grass!
从此，我下定决心要让所有人对我刮目相看。大风刮了，杂草低下了头，树枝被风刮得左摇右拽，而我依然一动不动地挺立在那儿；太阳毒了，鸟儿被晒得无法飞翔，杂草晒得早已干枯，而我依然挺立在那儿；下雨了，大树的枝叶被雨点压弯，蚂蚁躲在洞里不敢出来，而我依然挺立在哪儿。日复一日，年复一年，我终于开花了。并繁殖出了一山坡百合花。
From then on, I made up my mind to make everyone look at me with new eyes. The strong wind blew, the weeds lowered their heads, the branches swayed and pulled by the wind, but I still stood there motionless; The sun is poisonous, birds are too sunburned to fly, weeds have dried up, but I still stand there; It's raining, and the branches and leaves of the big tree are bent down by the raindrops. Ants are hiding in their holes and dare not come out, but I am still standing there. Day after day, year after year, I finally bloomed. And bred a hillside lily flower.
不少人来到这，都惊奇眼前的美景，惊奇我的顽强与洁白，他们虽看见了我的美丽，却看不见我的辛酸与汗水，多年的努力被认可，我心里美滋滋的。
Many people come here, amazed by the beautiful scenery in front of them, amazed by my tenacity and purity. Although they see my beauty, they cannot see my bitterness and sweat. Years of hard work are recognized, and I feel happy in my heart.