每年冬天,我都会看见那小小的、金黄色的身影——蜡梅花,在冬天,它默默无闻地开着,坚强不屈。记得有一年冬天,尽管我穿了很多,都快变成一只胖乎乎的小熊了,但我还是觉得有点冷。我向四周看了看,到处都是雾,像人间仙境一般。突然,一股淡淡的幽香扑鼻而来,我顺着那芳香看去,一些淡淡的金黄色进入了我的视线,我疑惑道:“那是什么东西呀?”我带着这个疑惑慢慢地走近那些金黄色,当我看清楚时,我惊讶 Every winter, I will see that little, golden figure - wax plum, in the winter, it is open unknown, strong and unyielding. I remember one winter, although I wear a lot, almost become a chubby bear, but I still feel a bit cold. I looked around to see the fog everywhere, like a fairyland in general. Suddenly, a hint of fragrant nostrils, I looked down the fragrance, a touch of golden yellow into my sight, I wondered: “What is it? ” I took this doubts slow Slowly approaching those golden, when I see clearly, I was surprised