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There is a kind of beauty called kindness.

"At the beginning of life, human nature is good." Kindness is a kind of moral beauty and a kind of conscience beauty. True beauty does not come from gorgeous appearance, but from sincerity in the deep heart. Kindness is a kind of beauty that fills the world with love and makes everyone's heart radiate golden light!

Shakespeare once said: A kind heart is worth gold. "yes! Sometimes, kindness is a kind of harvest, because you help others, you will get a kind of comfort and happiness in your heart. Sometimes, kindness is a peaceful state of mind. You can bear it for a while, take a step back calmly and broaden your horizons. Life is often like this. To be a kind person, kindness is the flower in spring, the wind in summer, the fruit in autumn and the warm sun in winter. When we look at the world with a kind heart, we will find that it has become so wonderful: the songs of birds have become euphemistic because of kindness, life has become more peaceful because of kindness, and the scenery has become more pleasant because of your kindness. Seeing the sun, although it has brilliant light, deep roots and lush foliage and flowers, kindness is a panacea and the secret of eternal youth. Only with a kind heart can I tell the truth of life.

On the bus, I saw grandma and grandpa standing trembling. I really wanted to step forward and give up my seat, but I hesitated. I bowed my head in shame when I saw a child my age give up his seat. Until one day, I really made a gesture of kindness. That moment, though short, is still fresh in my memory and unforgettable.

It was my ninth birthday, and I invited six students to my birthday party. After eating a sweet and delicious dinner, we happily ran to the stadium near my home to play. We played a game of police catching thieves. Just as we were having fun, all of a sudden, I only heard a bang. I hurry to see it. Shit! Long Wenfei, a classmate standing next to me, fell heavily on the concrete floor and had a deep wound on his chin. Blood kept pouring from the wound, and his facial features were severely distorted in pain. I used to be a girl who was afraid of blood, but I didn't know the courage at that time. Regardless of his blood, I calmly and decisively pulled Long Wenfei, like a wild horse leaving Xinjiang, and ran to a nearby clinic. At this time, Long Wenfei's clothes have been dyed red with blood. But there is only one firm idea in my heart: one minute earlier, he will shed less blood. When I arrived at the clinic, the doctors had already left work. I took Long Wen Fei and ran to my house without hesitation. When I got home, my mother took out alcohol to clean his wound, stopped the bleeding with iodine and bandaged it. I suddenly felt soaked to the skin. I feel irritable. ...

Kindness makes me learn to be tolerant, kindness makes me learn to help each other, kindness makes me gain friendship, kindness makes me gain happiness! Kindness makes the world better!

There is a kind of beauty called trust.

Trust is the basis of communication between the two sides and the most beautiful language between people. A trusting look can resolve the ice of contradiction, and a trusting tone is enough to make people unforgettable.

I remember once, I was chatting with a friend. He said to me angrily, "Every time I surf the Internet, my mother looks at me like a thief. I really can't stand it. I will go to Internet cafes in the future and don't want to stay at home. " I said, "That's not right. Internet cafes are really not a good place. It is best not to go. " But he said helplessly, "That's better than at home. I am really bored. " He said, "Why don't you come with me ..." "Forget it, I won't go where 18 is forbidden." I said.

Two days later, I overheard that the third group of league members were about to be elected. I wrote an application for joining the League. I remember, one of my classmates also wants to join the league. I just want to tell her the news. She goes to QQ for a while every day.

At this time, my mother wanted to use the computer, so I thought, I'll come later. After a while, mom used it up. I said, "I need to do something online, okay?" "Yes," said Mom. After that, my mother was ready to leave. At lunch I asked, "Don't you watch it?" "No need" and left. At this moment, I found that classmate. She happened to be online. I told her about it. She asked me some requirements, I don't know. Then my mother came in. My mother said, "What about chatting?" I said, "I have something to inform her." My mother said, "It doesn't matter." I said, "It's a girl." My mother said, "It doesn't matter." I thought, am I dizzy or is she dizzy today? If it was someone else's parents, they would have been angry. I said, "Don't you doubt me?" Mom said, "No, because I trust you." After listening, I realized that my mother trusted me so much. After my mother helped me answer that classmate's question, I turned off my phone.

Two days later, I met that friend again. He said to me happily, "I had a good time in the Internet cafe, much better than at home." I said, "I had a good time at home." He asked strangely, "Don't your parents care about you?" I proudly said, "My parents trust me".

Yes, there is a kind of beauty called trust, which is beautiful in people's hearts and in this world.

There is a kind of beauty called giving up.

I remember reading a story not long ago.

The story is about a middle-aged man in his forties. He is a laid-off worker in Henan and his family is very poor. His wife is a weaver in a textile factory. His daughter is in primary school, and she is an excellent child. He also has an old mother who is over 70 years old and in poor health. She stays in bed almost every day. A family of four lives on the salary of 800 yuan, whose wife does odd jobs every month, and the money he collects from chopping wood in the mountains. He was surprised when the reporter arrived at their home. They live in a small house with a little more than 10 square meter, which can hardly be called "home". For decades, shabby houses have been everywhere. The roof of the house is covered with mottled marks, and it can be seen that it has been repaired several times. There are still some cracks in the wall, and there are water marks in several places. The furniture is simple and shabby, and it looks shabby. When the reporter handed a pen to his daughter, the little girl in old clothes was so excited that she shed tears and could not speak. What a poor family. A few years ago, his old mother suddenly became seriously ill and was bedridden. Just as the laid-off worker was about to take out thousands of dollars he had saved for several years, he heard another news-a mother and daughter in a certain area had no place to live because their house was destroyed by the flood. My daughter was sent to other people's homes for foster care, while my mother set up a small tent with a piece of cloth at the foot of the mountain and went to Lacrimosa every day. The laid-off workers hesitated. He thought for a long time and finally decided to donate the money to the poor mother and daughter first.

Some people may think that he is stupid, even an unfilial son, who gave up a sum of money that is very important to him for a pair of mother and daughter who are strangers, and gave up the opportunity to treat his mother in time. However, you should know that giving up does not mean simply losing. Sometimes, you give up something precious, and at the same time you will get something newer and more precious. Yes, he gave up a precious opportunity and money, but got more. He got more support and respect. His behavior touched millions of people, and more and more people extended a helping hand to him and the mother and daughter. Since then, his name has been deeply imprinted on people's minds. Seeing this scene, he was so excited that tears came to his eyes. ...

In life, there are many things, new and old, good and bad. People should give up something adaptively to maintain the balance of life. Don't always think that it is best to keep getting it. Remember, giving up is also a beauty.

There is a beauty called tolerance.

Some people say that "tolerance is a fragrant flower, and friendship is its sweet fruit." Some people say that "tolerance is the bridge and trust is the cornerstone." Some people say that "tolerance is a sweet spring, and the soul is the object of its watering." As I said, tolerance is a colorful wreath of truth and trust. It was drizzling in the sky that day. After a while, it grew bigger and bigger, and there was no intention of stopping. Looking at this bad weather, I'm a little confused. How do we get back? This question recurs in my mind. Everyone came home with umbrellas one by one, while I was waiting here alone. In desperation, an umbrella suddenly appeared. "Come on!" His gentle voice urged me to step into his umbrella ... maybe I was completely carried away and tripped him. He fell to the ground and his clothes and shoes were dirty. I am a real loser. My heart tensed, and unprecedented tension echoed quietly in my heart.

"Nothing, dirty is dirty!" He patted his clothes and stood up. Smiled at me, smiling so naively. At this time, I was speechless, only feeling that my eyes were a little blurred. Gradually, a sincere tear fell into my palm. I squeezed my hand and the tears disappeared. Maybe he flowed into my heart.

He didn't leave until he got on the bus. Looking at his distant back, I smiled silently. Just as I was laughing, a reckless child rushed under the car and knocked me down on an empty seat. I will never leave it at that, but today I am very generous. After the child apologized, I smiled: "Nothing, as long as it doesn't hurt you." , at this time. My mood is also exceptionally bright and clear.

Tolerance is the key to reconciliation between people and is very important to everyone. Tolerance is not innate, but the result of acquired education. It requires us to learn, experience and understand, and we need courage and wisdom to think and do. Tolerance can make interpersonal communication easier and bring happiness to yourself.

There is a kind of beauty called dedication.

Dedication is like a flower, blooming in life. Its gorgeous beauty, sincere beauty and warm beauty decorate and light up life. The beauty of life is reflected in this dedication.

There is a kind of beauty called dedication, which is the tireless pursuit of scientific cause. Since Deng Jiaxian served as the designer of the atomic bomb, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, and before he died, he did not forget to warn future generations to continue to study hard; Hou Xianglin, a famous petrochemical scientist, spent all his spare time on the research of new varieties, completely ignoring the danger of poisoning and explosion; Nobel not only devoted his life to developing explosives, but also used his property as a fund to reward future generations. They have been exploring mysterious scientific undertakings for mankind all their lives, asking for nothing in return. Because of their dedication, human beings can progress and the world can develop.

There is a kind of beauty called dedication, which is to serve the people without regrets. Lei Feng devoted his limited life to serving the people indefinitely. Qi Xin, a philanthropist, led Dongshan people to work together to get rid of poverty and become rich, and established a nursing home and an eye center for the local elderly; Li's own life is not comfortable, but she has adopted five disabled children, and her road of dedication continues. For the people, they sacrificed their own interests, only seeking to pay, not seeking anything in return. This is the highest state of human nature!

There is a kind of beauty called dedication, which is embodied in every bit of life. Give love to the Hope Project, earn a little money to protect the earth's environment, and give your seat to the elderly on the bus ... This is a trivial matter, but it is also a beautiful dedication. It is because of a little effort that great beauty is achieved.

Please decorate your life with dedication, enrich your life and beautify your soul! Make yourself beautiful, make the world beautiful! Let the flower of dedication bloom forever.

There is a beauty called strength.

The road of life, such as the Yellow River and the Yangtze River.

A leisurely afternoon. A reddish-brown teacup, antique, a handful of green tea, fragrant.

Pour in a stream of boiling water. Tea is like a group of strong small fish swimming around in boiling water. Ups and downs, some tea leaves without strong will have already sunk into the bottom of the cup. Quietly watching those companions struggling.

The boiling water was the first enemy of those tea leaves. Only those strong-willed tea leaves can be fragrant in this boiling water and show their beauty in this boiling water.

So is life. However, the first enemy we came to this world, and the eternal enemy, is actually yourself. Only those who can overcome themselves can gain a foothold in society. However, it can't be done without strong will.

During the Anti-Japanese War, how many Japanese sold their souls to the Japanese because they didn't have a strong will? In them, what we see is only the epitome of ugliness and shameless. But there are still many talented people who, with strong will, have broken the Japanese ambitions and plots again and again. Showed the unique beauty of strength again and again.

Now, there are still many people who show their strong will. With their strong perseverance, the athletes have defeated the advancing enemies again and again and surpassed their limits again and again.

Now, we should be more like this. As the successors of the new China, we should show our powerful and unique beauty.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? In the face of the attack of wind and rain, let us challenge with strong will, and let us shout out loudly: "Let the storm come more violently!" " " .

There is a kind of beauty called responsibility.

It was sunny yesterday, but it rained today. On rainy days, spring seems very near and far away. While we complained about the rain, we never thought how much they longed for a spring rain in the southwest not far away.

The drought in southwest China is increasingly affecting the hearts of the people all over the country. Last week, the school held a fund-raising activity of "donating one yuan and offering a bottle of water", calling on all students to show their love to the people in the disaster area. At noon that day, I saw junior high school students coming and going enthusiastically taking their pocket money to donate money, but our classmates rarely stopped at the donation box, and some even thought it was boring and shameful.

So at today's class meeting, Miss Li held another class fund-raising activity in the class. In order to let students know about the drought in southwest China, Han Ye, Tang Shizhen, Zeng Xintong and Zhang Muyu told us with deep voices and shocking pictures what hardships people in southwest disaster areas are experiencing. Compared with them, our happiness is beyond words. We can turn on the tap very big and enjoy the temperature left by warm water flowing through the skin; We can regard mineral water as the cheapest drink; We can throw away the water that washes rice and mops the floor without hesitation ... but the water that we don't pay attention to is the extravagant hope of the victims in southwest China. Everyone was silent. Looking at the dry riverbed, the dirty water that has been used repeatedly, and the children waiting for water in the picture with blank faces, everyone suddenly realized that it is our responsibility to contribute our meager strength, and it is the responsibility of Chinese children!

At the end of the class meeting, we donated our love to the humble donation box. We posted our blessings on the message board in Kappa Tau. We pray to the sky with the most sincere heart, hoping that the people in the disaster area can hear our blessings and live strong.