On Thursday afternoon, I went to a barber shop called Famous Products to get my hair done. As a regular customer, the shopkeeper received me warmly. My hair was dyed last month. At that time, the shopkeeper said, you are an old customer, and I will give you a free care. Do it sometime. Because there is no time, until now, my hair has grown too long to see the original hairstyle.

The boss asked my advice carefully and began to do it for me. Halfway through, two female customers in their forties came again, both wearing work clothes, which seemed to come during lunch break.

A female customer is sitting on the sofa by the door, and another female customer goes to the mirror and sweeps her hair with her hands. Inadvertently, I saw her face in the mirror, and I was taken aback: the face was black and white, and the cheeks and forehead were black and white. The black place is like the face of a fisherman who has been exposed to the wind for a long time, and the white place ... I can't describe it. That kind of white is not really white. Yeah, like the skin of a newborn baby or something. In short, even if there is no such black on the face, such white is definitely not good-looking. I quickly withdrew my eyes for fear of causing unnecessary harm to her. At this time, I found that everyone in the room had different expressions, but they were all hiding.

The female customer, let's call her L for the time being, seems to completely ignore the reaction of the insiders and say hello to the barber: "What kind of hairstyle do you think I should have?" I have a lot of white hair on my head. Shall I dye it? What color is better to dye? "As he spoke, he fiddled with his hair in the mirror, as if he couldn't see the black, white and white intertwined on his face. I couldn't help looking at her in the mirror again. I can't see his inferiority complex, and his face is calm. I was startled.

I didn't catch what the barber said to L, but L's clear voice smiled: "It's hot, I want to tie my hair up, but my face is so sorry for the audience." I'd better burn it Do you think there are many black and white patches on my left? " This will make the hair loose and cover it up a little. "Paused, she sighed and went on to say:

"No way, skin diseases run in the family. If you want to be beautiful, you have to work hard on clothes and hairstyles. I also love to brag!"

I was shocked again!

In life, we all encounter such problems and make such mistakes, but how many people can face them as calmly as this lady?

In fact, beauty really can't just look at appearance. Sometimes inner peace and tranquility can make people more excited.

Sometimes, incompleteness is also beautiful!

Ordinary and Beautiful (Full Score Composition of Jiaxing Senior High School Entrance Examination in 2006)

Jiaxing examinee

A drop of water can reflect the brilliance of the sun, a flower can decorate the beauty of spring, and a screw can drive the machine to run. Although the world is full of prosperity, you can still find it is ordinary and beautiful.

A drop of ordinary water is very beautiful. Hong Zhanhui is an ordinary drop of water in the vast sea of people. He is not a star with shining stars, nor is he rich. He is just an ordinary college student. He works to earn money, not to "promote the economic development of the motherland and realize the great rejuvenation", but to support the families in trouble and let his sister live a better life. Ordinary wish, ordinary realization, but he touched China. Hong Zhanhui's spirit of self-improvement and strong sense of responsibility are his beauty, and his behavior embodies the brilliance of spiritual civilization. We are ordinary people, and we can have that kind of beauty-as long as we learn from Hong Zhanhui.

An ordinary flower is beautiful. Many people like peony because it is elegant, noble and elegant. Tai Lihua showed me that an ordinary flower is also beautiful. If ordinary people are ordinary people, then disabled people are ordinary in the ordinary. Tai Lihua is a flower treated unfairly by God. Without the Spring Festival Gala, she would never be known. But she is physically disabled and determined, and her delicate arms are dancing gracefully between heaven and earth! I suddenly smelled the fragrance of life. Tai Lihua's strong will and hard-working spirit are her beauty, and what she embellishes is the beauty of spring. We are ordinary people, and we can have that kind of beauty-as long as we spread our inner fragrance like Tai Lihua.

An ordinary screw is beautiful. The successful launch of Shenzhou VI made two heroic astronauts, Nie Haisheng and Fei, receive flowers and applause from everyone. Behind them, there are a group of scientific and technological workers who are rooted in the Gobi Desert and dedicated silently. Each of them is like a screw, working hard in their own posts, overcoming technical difficulties, working hard and keeping quiet. This is their beauty, and their work promotes the operation of space machines. We are ordinary people, and we can have that beauty-as long as we are down-to-earth and do our part in obscurity.

Ordinary is not mediocrity, but a more respectable character than greatness. Isn't ordinary beautiful? Let's do that drop of water, a flower and a screw, and bloom our most dazzling beauty in the silent place.

It looks beautiful, too

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It looks beautiful, too

On Saturday afternoon, I went to see the sea as usual. This is what I do every weekend and I am most willing to do. I like the sea, and I prefer to sit there quietly and appreciate the feeling it brings me. Although we are relatively speechless every time we meet, I know that it has seen through all my secrets and I am true and transparent in front of it. I also understand. The waves of the sea on the coast tell me that a bosom friend needs no words, even if he is silent.

I don't remember when I started to have this habit. I only remember it when I was in another city. Of course, that city is also by the sea. Sitting by the sea, I will think of the story across the sea and him. Only when I am at sea, I dare to let myself think and recall … ..

It's her again I looked to the left carelessly. On the nearby reef, there is a woman with waist-length hair like me. She also quietly looked at the distant sea, letting the sea breeze blow her hair. She is very attentive, and the noise from time to time does not affect her immersion in her own world. I see her every time I come, so I don't know who set foot in this sea area for the first time. I always take some time to pay attention to her. Do you feel the same way with me? Why are you always alone? What kind of woman is this? I know she hasn't seen me once, and in the end none of us went to say hello. This is a familiar stranger! At least that's how I define my relationship with her.

This is a relatively remote sea area, because it is far from the urban area, so there are relatively few tourists. This is the only way for people like me, no, it should be people like us. Every time I meet her here, I'm sure it suits her, too. The sea is clear, clear as a river, with no rotten seaweed, no glass broken by tourists after drinking, only infinitely wide sea water and just right rocks. They are also interrelated. The reefs are all near the sea, but they don't extend to the depths of the sea. This will not only better decorate the sea, let it show infinite vitality, but also will not affect the sight of tourists, hiding the tolerance and broadness of the sea. The sea breeze is coming, and the wind is blowing just right. The smaller one will make you uncomfortable, and the bigger one will affect your breathing. Such a pleasant environment is most suitable for a person to quietly comb his mood.

When a person puts his mind into space, time always flies. By the time I brought my consciousness back, it was almost six o'clock. It's time to say goodbye, pack your things and get ready to go home. Suddenly it began to rain. The weather in Hainan Island is always like this. One second it was sunny, and the next it was raining cats and dogs. If it really rains, it's no use even if you take an umbrella. You can only guarantee that your hair is dry at best.

There was no time to think about it. It was already raining heavily, so I had to follow the crowd to the only cold drink shop here. When I got there, my clothes were wet, and when the sea breeze blew, I felt a little wobbly unconsciously. But I am always embarrassed to take refuge in this place for nothing, so I want to have something to drink, even a cold drink. "Little sister (as Hainan calls a waitress), have a beer." Anyway, I want to drink, and this situation is not as good as chic.

"Hello, our boss asked you to drink this cup of hot water first, or your body will be overwhelmed." The waiter brought a cup of hot water, and when my hand touched the cup, I warmed up a little.

"ah? Boss? "

"yes"

"Who is your boss?"

The waiter was called by another guest before I finished asking. While I was trying to guess which friend this boss might be, I began to seriously look at this small shop. It's small and chic. This is a circular pavilion covered with a layer of coconut leaves. A row of thatched cottages in Gary Oak are private rooms. People will unconsciously think of Du Fu Cottage and Ji Xiaolan Cottage ... The name of the store is made of coconut skin and hung on the pavilion. Only two words were engraved: "Look".

"Wonderful!" I can't help but praise. A person, far away from the city and facing the sea, wants to meet this boss more and more. Who is he? I have few friends. They know exactly what they are doing. They can't be one of them. But how can this hot water concern be a stranger? Just as I was searching hard in my mind, a white dress floated by and a beautiful woman sat opposite me.

"I have long wanted to buy you a drink, but I always feel inconvenient to bother you. Every time I see you so quiet, I don't have the heart to ruin your beauty, "she told me with a smile."

It's her, the figure I meet every time. I found her beautiful when I got closer. She has just changed into a white dress and is in good shape. The unused powder on her face is enough to dazzle people. Her black and elegant long hair, big eyes, full of spirituality, faint melancholy.

"You are so beautiful." I blurted it out.

"Hello, you too! My name is Xiaoyu. " She introduced herself first.

"hello! My name is fairy tale. "

"What a special name. It's also very nice. "

"Thank you"

"Let me change a suit for you. I think we should be about the same age. "

"Oh, you are the boss, a person? No, actually, getting wet will make your heart clearer. " I don't really want to be polite to her, but I do like this feeling.

"Well, all right. Qingdao? One bottle per person? " She didn't force me.

All right. It's strange that she knows whether I like Tsingtao beer or I like it as much.

When pouring wine, both of them just drank silently and looked at the distance.

long-term .....

"Wait?" I will ask questions first.

"Well, hope?" She invited me back.

"Well, still." We don't need many words to communicate with each other. It seems that everyone knows. As for each other's stories, it doesn't matter, until the result is the same.

"Is he worth it? You are excellent. " Or just throw me the question.

"I don't know, I can't help it. I know it is empty, and I have no regrets. " I'm a little sad.

"still!" She dropped her tears into the wine, but she picked them up and drank them all at once.

"In fact, the sea is unfair. It can float a 10,000-ton cruise ship, but it doesn't want to float a grain of fine sand and travel with it, "she continued, looking at the sea.

"That's because the sea feels that the sand is very strong, and countless sand scouring has caused countless pains. Why does it hurt again? Cruise ships are used to traveling with it. If they put down their wheels and take away the sand, they will be destroyed because they can't stand the blow. They can't leave the sea, so they leave the sand. " I also looked into the depths of the sea and said simply.

Silence for a moment ......

"Can you accompany me?"

"Can you accompany me?"

The two unanimously issued an invitation.

"good"

"good"

After drinking the wine, the rain stopped. We walked out of the soda fountain and went to the seaside together. The beach just washed by rain is very clean. We both took off our shoes and stepped gently on the beach and the seawater that came from time to time.

"I haven't been so comfortable for a long time. Are we alone? We must have known each other for a long time. " She smiled, and it was from the heart. With such a smile and such a beautiful face, I was moved.

"Yes, you asked me to come to you, don't you remember? Ha ha ..... "I also smiled, really happy.

"Look at the rainbow! It is rare to see a rainbow in the sunset! " I followed her finger.

"yes! It's double! I've never seen it! I cried with excitement when I saw the double rainbow.

Our excitement and joy shocked everyone. Everyone stood with their heads held high and talked about this rare astronomical phenomenon. Some laughed, some pointed, some jumped up and some hugged each other. It turns out that happiness is so beautiful to infect. ..

I didn't get home until it was dark. I took a bath and fell asleep. I slept soundly that night. I think Xiao Yu is the same. I don't think we need to ask each other anymore.

The next day, I got up early and went to work in the company. As usual, I read the morning paper first. As soon as I opened it, I saw a big and eye-catching title: "A rare double rainbow appeared in Haikou yesterday!" .

I didn't read the article, but smiled and remembered the light rain with my long hair. She will wait for me there this Saturday. We will work together in the future. The watch is also very beautiful.

Lonely and beautiful.

I walked across the south of the Yangtze River/my face falling in the season/blooming like a lotus flower/the sound of hooves/stepping on lonely years, and I took loneliness as beauty. -Inscription

In the flower-like years, I am lonely, I have my own world, I have my own feelings and lofty sentiments, I have my own everything and worries, and no one can easily intervene.

Life blooms in Jiangnan, which is a kind of beauty, and it is also doomed that I will inherit the water situation and affectionate heart of Jiangnan.

I am a girl living by the door, alone in my own cabin, growing up with me: a tape, a CD, a row of poems, a string of tears. But I spread my wings with my own feelings, looking for a beautiful glimpse.

For the paradise of my dreams, many cold nights left me piles of thick reference books. When I am lonely, my thoughts gallop, and the fragrance of ink will distract me. "How many literati were tortured by the senior high school entrance examination; Every year, the cold window erodes several degrees of youth. " Such a day is full of sadness and beauty, just like that night hundreds of years ago: outside Gusu, in the fishing fire at three or four o'clock, the wanderers who failed to make the list listened to the lingering bell of Hanshan Temple. How sad and lost that night should be. The crow broke at the setting of the moon, and the intoxicated person was sad but beautiful because he was free! ..... Loneliness is also beautiful, the beauty lies in the scenery, the beauty lies in the family, and the beauty lies in the free and easy of the guests.

Life blooming in Jiangnan is a kind of beauty, and it is destined to be my calmness and touch.

Standing alone in the vast field, I am small under the sky, but I never feel pain, because my heart is rippling in poetry.

The wind blows through the simple hair tips, so refreshing that there is no more noise in the world. No wonder Du Mu never forgets the dream of "sleeping in Yangzhou for ten years", so the appreciation of "falling in love and dreaming of death" rises from his heart. At the end of the field is a small pond. The fish here are isolated, but they are free. The moonlight shines clearly into the pond, just like my small window. ...

Life blooms in the south of the Yangtze River, which is a kind of beauty, and it is also destined to be tenacious in my bones. My great ambition is sublimated in loneliness. In our land, "Where there is a will, there is a way, cross the rubicon, and three thousand armour can swallow Wu" was staged, and I continued the heroic spirit of my ancestors. "The wind blows black hair/the snow turns back." Yu Guangzhong said that it was the pain of weaning the Yangtze River.

Life blooms in Jiangnan, even if it is lonely, it is equally beautiful. Even when leaving, "I can look back at my face at this time, and I have come and gone unconsciously", and even the loneliness of "Huangguoshu in the rain, the lights shine on my bald head" is not a kind of calmness and warmth?

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After reading this article, I have two profound feelings: First, my thinking is delicate and meticulous. First of all, the author chooses Jiangnan as the specific background of life blooming, with broad artistic conception and great momentum. Secondly, the paragraphs are cleverly arranged and the inscriptions are concise and direct. The first sentence of paragraphs 2, 5 and 8 blooms in Jiangnan with life. This is a beautiful sentence pattern that I am destined for. The following sentences are taken separately, with clear thinking, compact structure and beautiful rhythm. The last life blooms in Jiangnan, even if it is lonely, it is just as beautiful and straightforward, slightly tragic and extremely bold. Second, the language is beautiful and the writing is fluent. Choose your words carefully and use them. Rhetorical devices such as parallelism are used in many places, and many words are used properly, which shows the author's good language skills and profound humanistic background.

Autumn is also beautiful.

Author: Du

I like autumn because it is beautiful. In my mind, autumn is like an approachable old man, like golden happiness, like tangible beauty.

People say: Fruit longs for love in autumn! Yes, the orchard is full of lovely people. It's a girl in gold gauze who adorns them with the joy of harvest. Different fruits may come from trees, from hearts, or from life.

I remember when I was a child, when I was playing with my friends under a big tree in the country, I often wrote what my teacher taught me on the soil with a small stick: "Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers." Whoever writes well will get a big apple. Singing: "Autumn is here, autumn is here, we are full ..."

In the field, golden rice and wheat, like golden hair, seem to say hello to me with the wind blowing. In autumn, I visited sorghum, greeted corn and walked through every corner of autumn scenery.

On the grass, someone is rolling, playing football and running a race. The most attractive thing is flying kites. Kites and wind are playing there. I can look happy. Grass seems to be asleep, sleeping in the warm arms of the old man Qiu, sleeping so sweetly.

Drunk autumn, of course, flowers are indispensable. Chrysanthemums, in particular, are as beautiful and charming as autumn, not as gorgeous as roses or as noble as peonies.

Everything is gentle language, fresh and pleasant music melody, beautiful dreams, and tranquility that can be told.

The beauty of autumn is warm-it is not as energetic as spring, as passionate as summer, as cold and steep as winter.

The beauty of autumn is rational-not as gorgeous as spring, flashy as summer and harsh as winter.

Zuiqiu, in my heart, everything about you is beautiful, nourishing my heart and intoxicated me. ...

Frustration is also beautiful.

When a person is on the road to success, there are many dangerous or bumpy roads on his road to victory. Successful people will move on, and unsuccessful people choose to give up.

Rough roads are like difficulties and setbacks encountered in efforts. Although they will hinder your success, as long as you overcome these difficulties and setbacks, the door to success has been opened for you. There are no successful people who have encountered setbacks now. Keep working hard and challenge success! Edison, a famous modern inventor, failed thousands of times when he invented the electric light, but he didn't give in to setbacks and persisted. After many troubles, he finally finished his invention

In fact, setbacks are not terrible. The terrible thing is that you don't have the courage to contend with setbacks. If you overcome setbacks, it means you have succeeded. Frustration is like bright stars at night, which indicates that tomorrow will be a sunny day. However, overcoming setbacks comes at a price. How much you pay, how much you get. It's all on your own. Success is fair to everyone. If you want to succeed, don't be afraid of setbacks. Frustration is like testing yourself. If you pass the test, it means that you are closer to success.

Frustration is not as terrible as you think, but it is also beautiful.

Looking for debris is also beautiful.

When I was climbing the mountain, I climbed to the top of the mountain through hardships and found the scenery I wanted. After reading it, the contradiction that there is no way down the mountain makes me feel confused. Life is really hard. You can't find it until you reach the top. If you reach the peak and feel inaccessible, life is doomed to be uphill and downhill forever. Life is an ordeal. I came to this world in my own crying, died in the crying of my loved ones, and dealt with diseases, disasters and difficulties all the time in my life. Owning and losing is just the difference between a thought. The unpredictable tragedies that followed are constantly being staged around us. Many times, we can't predict which rock the trajectory of life will hit. Maybe you still have youth, wealth, love and friendship ... and everything is lost in a flash. When we witness the tragedy around us, face the pain of disillusionment, the change of love, the betrayal of loved ones, the pain of failure, the blue sky thunderbolt, natural disasters and man-made disasters ... our life is searching again and again, and the pace of searching is so hasty. Whether it is sunrise or sunset, we all praise our father for chasing the footsteps of time day after day, and still leaving a deep sigh when he falls. It's a pity that a person's shadow cannot be separated from his body for a moment. We can't find the answer on the way to find it, but we have left questions in countless thoughts. Perhaps the existence of life is to find problems, and the key is the process. Walking is a process. As I dreamed, I woke up in the morning with no trace. The homesickness we often think of in the moonlit night has been precipitated for tens of thousands of years, while the history of human civilization has only been recorded for thousands of years. This kind of deposition, the inside story of the moon should be more than the general wisdom! However, the moon I saw today is still the round moon, and she will not appear in the first day. People can never get rid of the shackles of objective laws. However, we can't stop looking. When we have expectations for life. Our pursuit will be integrated into history, and this unrecorded history will go deep into the land of the soul and infiltrate into the history of human civilization. I once read an article translated by my friend Dongzi, in which it was written that a complete circle became a fragment. In order to find the lost half, the fragments have been looking for it. Along the way, I chatted with pebbles, played with wild flowers, kept company with insects, sang with birds, and enjoyed the search process. It was not until it found the debris and circled a complete circle that it missed all the scenery because it rolled too fast. Perfection and deformity, happiness and pain are all the rights that God has given us to life.

Beautiful with the wind.

Autumn wind, with a quiet coolness, blows on people's faces, soft and itchy, as if a hand is touching gently, making people's hearts tremble like silk. Distance is within reach, permeating people's hearts, as if soothing a sad soul, blowing away troubles, loneliness and frustration, and bringing lightness, indifference and emotion.

Long hair is entangled in the wind, telling the troubles of three thousand years. The wind just listens quietly, the pulse dances to warm the hair tips, and the sun shines on the body through the clouds. Oh, the feeling of comfort overflows my mind. The long skirt floats lightly, releasing a trace of charm, swaying a ray of tenderness, and flowing an enchanting. The autumn wind is so charming.

The blue sky is full of white clouds, leisurely, drifting away some past events and a little happiness. Looking at it, it is open. At this time, the mood, like this sunny sky, is like a cloud, which is slowly blown up by the wind, gently moved, stretched and rolled up with the wind. Everything is so natural, even if it is drifting away, there is a calm and calm, isn't it?

The green willow by the river fluttered gently, and the soft willow branches swayed with a feeling of happiness, playfully stroking the lover's shoulder and playfully stroking the girl's face. It seems to look down on everything, so carefree, that kind of indifferent charm lingers in my heart for a long time, bringing unspeakable emotion. The breeze blew and rippled on the river, and the weeping willows reflected in the water were more graceful.

With the wind, the wind will move, the wind will stay fragrant, and the wind will disappear without a trace. Love message

Isn't it the same in a person's life? In the vast sea of people, many people come and go, and many complicated things pile up in their hearts. Really tired. Then, let these people and things drift with the wind, leaving only indelible memories in my heart. For a long time, for a long time ... all this is because of a "fate", gathering is also a fate, and dispersion is also a fate.

Not everyone will meet fate, not every search will find fate, just like a kind of true feelings between people, which requires heartfelt communication and exchange, sincere and touching from the heart, sparkling sparks after meeting from the heart, signals that can be read from each other's eyes, tacit understanding that we already know before meeting, all kinds of tenderness, calm and indifferent feelings that need to overflow from the heart, and sincere blessings from the heart.

The wind whispered in his ear and touched his heart. It is the wind that draws colorful hearts and evokes long-lost tenderness. It is the wind that blows away the slight dust and relaxes the heavy mood; It is the wind that makes the pillars warm and slightly rippling like water ... With the wind, this autumn will become more tasteful and go with the wind. Will it be more brilliant?

I hope that wind energy will decorate my whole season and bring warm thoughts. I hope wind energy can decorate my dreams and bring charming love. I hope the fate between you and me is as natural as the wind. ...

It's nice to enjoy the honey given at this sweet moment when the wind is blowing.

Memories are beautiful and painful.

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Memories are beautiful and painful. ...

Everyone has colorful memories, big or small, or deep in his mind.

Clear, vague, excited, painful, moved, disappointed. ...

But often, we are used to putting the best things in a carefully designed space. When our thoughts are free, we will quietly take them out, savor the wonderful things, be moved by the plot in our memories, and relive the mood that we may never forget.

Joy, as the story continues in my mind, no matter how wonderful the story will be, the excited mood will be calm.

At the end of the story, when the mood returned to calm, I suddenly found that the lost mood had come to my mind unconsciously, which was strong and could not be ignored. When I find myself, I will be jealous of myself living in those beautiful stories. ...

Why? Why not cherish it? In the days when I have it, I don't know how to retain and squander my enthusiasm, so that the beauty can't continue and continue to this day. If you are still so happy now, how happy you should be!

As a result, pain, accompanied by good memories, swarmed; Regret, regret at the beginning, but can do nothing, because those beautiful, those moved, has become the past; Today, I no longer have, look for, but look back, and I am confused. The road I have traveled has quietly passed away.

This may be called pain and happiness!

This may be fate or possession, but it is overnight.

However, I will still thank you in pain, regardless of the beautiful light in those memories, which stung my eyes.

Because if not, there wouldn't be so many beautiful moments. Today's self, even the painful accident, the course of life, without the witness of deep and shallow steps, would be as dull and colorless as a blank sheet of paper. What is the meaning of life? That kind of self will only get pity, sadness and no comfort from happy memories; There is no painful failure advice when you are proud, and you don't know what will make you regret losing. Then, when the next opportunity comes, you won't know how to cherish it.

How precious it is to learn to grow up in pain!

In beauty, with a smile, the sky will be more brilliant!

In the memory of beauty and pain, isn't it a kind of happiness to taste the ups and downs, and there is sweetness in bitterness?

Memories are both beautiful and painful.

The more beautiful the moment, the more memorable it is, and the deeper the pain will be every time it is recalled.

But I still keep going back and forth in this feeling. Maybe this is my contradiction. This is a beautiful mood, a painful temptation, and a complex that I can't give up all my life.