I am a 600-word _ _ _ _ (fill in the names of animals and plants).

I am a chrysanthemum, rooted in the barren grassland. It's deserted and barren, surrounded by endless mountains.

When I was born, I was almost as ugly as the weeds around me, even uglier than them But I believe that I am definitely not a weed. I am a chrysanthemum. I want to bloom beautiful flowers, and I will bloom beautiful flowers.

The weeds around me scoffed at me: "forget it, don't be conceited." You are a grass like us. Bloom? " Can you blossom in a place like this? Joke! "

My heart was stung hard and it hurt. Slowly, the pain turned into courage and strength, which aroused my inner pride and strengthened my belief in flowering.

I was silent. The only thing I can think about is flowering. I tried to extend my roots into the distance. Although it will make my whole body ache, sometimes I will be blocked by stones, but in order to absorb water and nutrients, I still resolutely did it. I grew up desperately, stretched my body around and made my leaves as big as possible to absorb more sunshine and rain. Finally, I became prosperous and full of vitality.

I am eager to blossom in autumn. Autumn came and spring passed, but I didn't blossom. I am disappointed, depressed and helpless. I wanted to give up, but the thought of beautiful flowers cheered me up again. Yes, I want to blossom! So, in the second spring, I still tried to grow up. Autumn is coming again. Finally, a small bud appears on my head.

The weeds around me are talking again: "That's not a bud, it may be a tumor. Will it bloom? Ha ha laugh ... Even if it blooms, isn't your value the same as ours? Nobody cares about you. "

All I know is that I'm going to blossom, and my inner strength is accumulating. Finally, one day, this flower bloomed in the bright sunshine. It is light yellow, small and exquisite, bright but not dazzling. He quietly displayed his beauty, and the faint fragrance intoxicated the weeds around him. It has become the most beautiful scenery on the grassland.

Bloom, blossom ...

Year after year, I try to bloom more flowers and bear more seeds. Now, my children are everywhere on the barren grass, clusters and clusters. Beautiful flowers make Shan Ye look very beautiful, attracting many lovely bees and flower pickers. Shan Ye became lively.

This is the happiness I long for. Pursuit makes me happy! I smiled, so happy.