Confucius once said: "The beauty of a gentleman is not the evil of a man." Perfection is a kind of love and courage, and it is to make the heart broader.
Looking at the pairs of pleading and longing eyes, which was their only entertainment, my heart softened. I stretched out my hand mechanically, opened my clenched fist, and the stamp lay quietly. In my hand. Suddenly, I seemed to notice something, and I suddenly stopped my hand - it was empty. At this time, the group of children were already holding the stamp with my body temperature on it and cheering, and one girl's eyes actually sparkled.
Why am I soft-hearted? "Chang'e Flying to the Moon" is my favorite stamp, which my grandfather recovered from Beijing. At this time, my heart felt like a piece of flesh had been cut off, and it was still dripping with blood.
Walking under the moonlight, my heart is full of that stamp. The moon tonight is as bright as the one on that square inch of paper. It blinked its strange eyes and stared at me with pity, as if it could see through the regret in my heart. Chang'e drifted alone in the Guanghan Palace because she could not get help from others, leaving behind a lonely swaying osmanthus tree, full of bitter love and lovesickness between heaven and earth, and a period of eternal regret. Maybe my ordinary heart can’t hold the word “accomplishment” either.
I flipped through the newspapers around me, and an article completely moved me: When a girl learned that her mother was not her biological mother when she was twenty years old, she searched frantically. Her biological mother. At this time, the adoptive mother did not blame her, but put down her work and accompanied the girl in the search. Half a year later, the girl found her biological mother, and the adoptive mother also left with a smile. Two days later, the girl miraculously appeared in front of the adoptive mother. She said: "Mom, I will be friends with them, and you will be my forever mother."
Huo, it suddenly dawned on me: "Chengquan" is such a great word, it is the embodiment of understanding and tolerance. Giving up your most precious things to help others will never hurt you, it will open another window for love to flow in again, and love more than before. Giving roses as a gift will leave a lingering fragrance in your hands.
The next day, the children gathered around me with their complete stamp albums. Looking at the smiling faces blooming in poverty, the regrets in their hearts disappeared, and they smiled knowingly.
Spring gives birth to flowers, and flowers also bloom a part of their beauty in spring. The heart does not lie in the ordinary, but in whether the flowers that are perfect in the heart bloom.
Hope to adopt