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Beauty is a few white clouds wandering in the blue sky; Beauty depends on a few pieces of snow on the mountain; Beauty is a few birdsongs echoing in the dense forest; Beauty is a touch of sunset jumping on the sea. The beauty of nature has been described by predecessors, but the beauty of human beings has always been confused by people's misunderstanding, because people always think that the beauty of appearance is the real beauty, but ignore the inner beauty of people. In the past, he may be one of these fools.
I remember when he was a child, he often stared at the window in a daze and looked at the happy expressions of his peers, which became more and more boring. As the days passed, he became very introverted, afraid to say hello to strangers, and treated his friends coldly. Everything happens for a reason, because he was naughty when he was three years old; Finally, the curse fell and made his little finger "short". Since then, he has become the object of ridicule by his partners, and his psychology has gradually cooled.
He always asks his mother, is he still beautiful without his little finger? Without saying anything, her mother pointed to a grass and said, "When it blooms, you will understand what beauty is."
So, every day, he is observing weeds. When the soil is dry, he will water it, and when it is windy, he will shelter from the wind and rain. Weeds have grown taller and stronger. In autumn, it finally bloomed, but the next day, the flowers withered, and it seemed unwilling to leave, which meant that the fallen leaves returned to their roots. With tears in his eyes, he found his mother with flowers. Her mother was speechless, just looking at the weeds and then at him.
Finally, a light flashed in his eyes. He put down the flowerpot, rushed out of the door and went to the field behind the house. Since then, he is no longer lonely, because no matter how lonely, he will find someone to talk to. From then on, he was no longer lonely, because his vibration won him a group of friends.
His realization; Because there was no praise for weeds in that class, because without him, the tree might wither in the scorching sun and die in the storm, but because of his meticulous care, the grass was short-lived and flashed the most beautiful moment in his life. He is his confidant, and he understands that its blooming day and night is a gratitude for his kindness. He has found his own beauty, which is kindness and love for all things. He found beauty in life, beauty and precious spiritual wealth.
He grew up day by day, and when he was my age, he had more knowledge and broadened his horizons. I know him because he is me. Now I finally understand that beauty is what people want, but beauty needs people to face it squarely, because only by facing it squarely will the true meaning of beauty be revealed.