幽静的花园里,生长着一棵紫罗兰。她有美丽的小眼睛和娇嫩的花瓣。她生活在女伴们中间,满足于自己的娇小,在密密的草丛中愉快地摆来摆去。一天早晨,她抬起顶着用露珠缀成的王冠的头,环顾四周,发现一株亭亭玉立的玫瑰,那么雍容而英挺,使人联想起绿宝石的烛台托着鲜红的小火舌。紫罗兰张开自己天蓝色的小嘴,叹了一口气,说:“在香喷喷的草丛里,我是多么不显眼啊,在别 In the quiet garden, grow a violets. She has beautiful little eyes and delicate petals. She lives in the middle of the female companions, content with her petite, happily in the thick grass. One morning, she lifted the crown against the crown of dew, looked around and found a slim rose, graceful and graceful, reminiscent of an emerald candlestick with a scarlet flame. Violet open his blue sky mouth, sighed and said: ”in the fragrant grass, how inconspicuous I am, do not