泥土里面又黑又暗。

我能夠聽(tīng)見(jiàn)鳥(niǎo)兒在歌唱，

我能夠感到陽(yáng)光溫暖，但怎么也看不見(jiàn)。

“我一定要走到陽(yáng)光中，”我說(shuō)道，

“我不要待在這棕黃色的殼里。”

我伸出一枝莖和兩片小葉子，

它們爬了出去，到達(dá)了陽(yáng)光下，

How bright and beautiful it was there!

I pushed a little root into the earth.

The little root began to drink in food.

My leaves drank in the light and air.

I said “Good-bye” to my brown shell.

“I am a plant and need you no more.”