On the way to treatment, the pain made me despair, but it was the plum blossoms that rerose a glimmer of hope in my desperate heart.

The sun of that day was leisurely drinking tea in the sky, and the heat it emitted baked the earth. My mom and I sat anxiously in hospital chairs, waiting for the doctor's announcement. A few months ago, I had a big "corn" on my foot, and it didn't hurt much at first, so I didn't pay attention to it. However, in the past two months, after the infection of the bacteria of "corns", my feet are full of large and small "corns", which makes me feel extremely painful, and these "corns" interfere with my heart like demons.

"Alright, come in," the doctor poked his head out of the operating room in a white lab coat. "Alright, come in." "Well" I stepped step by step, inhaling again and again, my heart beat faster, I became more and more afraid, I felt like I was walking towards the terrible door of death.

I lay on my bed, playing with my mother's phone, while the doctor behind me operated on me. Suddenly, the laser hit my feet, a stinging pain tore at my heart like a poisonous snake, I dropped my phone, pressed the marble in front of the window tightly, seemed to be scratched out of a few deep pits by my strength, I looked up at the sky, looking at the clear sky outside the window, tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, like a stream, never stopping. Before my pained eyes, the sky outside the window was so dark that there was not a single light to shine. I tore my throat open and hissed.

At this time, I thought of plum blossoms, who were strong and unyielding in this cold winter, showing their beauty. It was the plum blossom that made me strong in the next operation, I did not shed a single tear, I also endured the intense pain like the plum blossom, resisted the attack after attack, I successfully defeated the operation, and defeated myself.

The cold wind howled in this cold winter, a piece of pure white snowflakes fell in this plum blossom forest, I stood in front of a plum tree, looked up at the plum blossoms on the tree, the plum blossom, under the blow of the wind and snow, still showed her beautiful face, a piece of pink petals strong and unyielding, standing up her graceful body in the wind and snow. I was intoxicated by this enchanting scenery, I stared at her intently under the umbrella, and suddenly, I was shocked by an invisible aura, and I thought that I was shocked by the spirit of plum blossoms, this strong and unyielding, arrogant and upright, pure and elegant spirit

Plum blossoms do not have the grace and luxury of peonies, the dignity and elegance of non-existent, and the graceful and graceful of narcissus, but they have otherworldly arrogance. March is a season of purple and red. orange and yellow spring flowers in the park; the immaculate lily; fragrant and intoxicating roses; slim tulips; A budding magnolia. Strange flowers compete for beauty, however, in this sea of flowers, there is no plum blossom shadow. Because it is not seen in the spring of March, but in the cold winter of the wax moon. It is not greeted by warm sunshine, but by chilling sunshine; It is not the gentle wind and drizzle that nourishes it, but the ice and snow. However, when you walk beside it, you will be greeted by proud, energetic branches and budding stamens. Lo and behold, the one that has opened, the pink petals are clinging to the stamens, like a mother hugging a baby. Among the thin stamens, scattered with white, wisps, affection. Then it has to be open, so full that it is about to crack. Ah, this is the plum blossom. She will not compete with other flowers in the spring, but silently put away the buds. But in the severe cold of Sanjiu, regardless of the wind, frost and snow, it never bowed its head and bent over, it was still so demure, and it used its noble and simple character to wash people's hearts and cultivate people's sentiments.

In the course of life, wind, frost, rain and snow are inevitable. We should draw strength from the spirit of the plum blossom and deal with the difficulties on the way forward with the strong spirit of the plum blossom.

The encounter with the plum blossom will keep her fragrance in my heart forever, and will always give me an unassailable spirit and strength

On the way to treatment, the pain made me despair, but it was the plum blossoms that rerose a glimmer of hope in my desperate heart.

The sun of that day was leisurely drinking tea in the sky, and the heat it emitted baked the earth. My mom and I sat anxiously in hospital chairs, waiting for the doctor's announcement. A few months ago, I had a big "corn" on my foot, and it didn't hurt much at first, so I didn't pay attention to it. However, in the past two months, after the infection of the bacteria of "corns", my feet are full of large and small "corns", which makes me feel extremely painful, and these "corns" interfere with my heart like demons.

"Alright, come in," the doctor poked his head out of the operating room in a white lab coat. "Alright, come in." "Well" I stepped step by step, inhaling again and again, my heart beat faster, I became more and more afraid, I felt like I was walking towards the terrible door of death.

I lay on my bed, playing with my mother's phone, while the doctor behind me operated on me. Suddenly, the laser hit my feet, a stinging pain tore at my heart like a poisonous snake, I dropped my phone, pressed the marble in front of the window tightly, seemed to be scratched out of a few deep pits by my strength, I looked up at the sky, looking at the clear sky outside the window, tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, like a stream, never stopping. Before my pained eyes, the sky outside the window was so dark that there was not a single light to shine. I tore my throat open and hissed.

At this time, I thought of plum blossoms, who were strong and unyielding in this cold winter, showing their beauty. It was the plum blossom that made me strong in the next operation, I did not shed a single tear, I also endured the intense pain like the plum blossom, resisted the attack after attack, I successfully defeated the operation, and defeated myself.

The cold wind howled in this cold winter, a piece of pure white snowflakes fell in this plum blossom forest, I stood in front of a plum tree, looked up at the plum blossoms on the tree, the plum blossom, under the blow of the wind and snow, still showed her beautiful face, a piece of pink petals strong and unyielding, standing up her graceful body in the wind and snow. I was enchanted by the stunning scenery........