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The beauty that struck me.

Only bloody fingers can play the swan song of the world, and only after going through hellish trials can the wings of heaven be refined.

--Inscription. I never knew what it was like to shake the heart; I don't know what will become of me after the shock of my heart; And I didn't know that it was a strong butterfly that shook my heart.

It was a rainy morning.

The sky was not as blue as usual, and it was gloomy. And my heart is as heavy as the sky. I sat by the window, looking at the gray sky and the drizzling rain, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, I noticed a black spot lying on a small grass in the yard. I was a little curious about the black spot, so I looked closely, and it turned out to be a tiny butterfly, as if it had just become an adult, lost its way, and rested on the grass for a while.

However, after a long time, I found that the butterfly was motionless and had been perched on that little grass. That's when I noticed that one of the butterfly's wings was damaged and a large mouth was missing. It's grooming its other wing, and it's getting ready to fly.

But the merciless rain was like a thread that never stopped, still falling, and it kept hitting its body. But it didn't care at all, and concentrated on grooming its wings.

I'm really worried about it, worried that it won't be able to escape the rain, that it will lose its life on this rainy morning. But it doesn't seem to think so, and it's been trying to sort itself out and adjust itself to the best it can be.

Finally, it made up its mind and spread its wings and flew off. However, it was hit hard to the ground by the raindrops of beans......The butterfly seemed to be dead, and somehow, I felt an indescribable discomfort in my heart - this butterfly had failed.

I still look at this butterfly in the rain, hoping for a miracle.

Suddenly, the butterfly's wings moved - it came alive strongly! With great difficulty, it flapped its wings and flew to the grass. The butterfly was still grooming its wings, ready to take to the skies for the second time.

Once again, it made up its mind and spread its wings to the sky......It worked! It deftly dodged the rain and spread its wings lightly in the rain. I couldn't help but be blown away by this moment, and I looked at this strong butterfly until it disappeared under the sky.

This little butterfly shook my heart, and I have to admire its strength and confidence. It taught me not to be afraid of difficulties, to believe in myself, and to face them bravely!

It was one of the most memorable events of my life, and I will never forget how it taught me and made me know that there is someone behind me who has always cared for me. From the moment it touched my heart, it illuminated the darkness inside me.

When I was a child, I was slapped hard by my father for skipping meals, and as a result, I got sick and spent a lot of money. Since then, my father has learned a lesson, and rarely beats me, and some of them are gentle, but I have always kept it in my heart like a fool, and some have hated my father until that day comes.

On a summer afternoon, the sun was still scorching the earth, perhaps because of the hot weather, people were reluctant to go out, I walked carelessly on the lonely path, I wonder if it was God's arrangement for me to see such a scene: a father and son are playing with the ball under the banyan tree, the smiles on their faces make me jealous, my father has never played with me. I leaned against the tree next to me, looking at the happiness on their faces, which made me look longing.

Suddenly the ball rolled to my feet, I came to my senses, leaned over to pick it up, and the little boy jumped up and ran up to me and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I kicked you." He touched his head shyly, and I smiled and said

It's okay, the ball is back for you. But thinking that they were having so much fun just now, I couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, does your father love you very much?"

Didn't he hit you? He was stunned for a moment, slapped the ball and said to me, "My dad often beats me, but he also loves me very much, and I like my dad the most."

The boy's father came to him, touched his son's head and said, "Say goodbye to my sister, you're going home." He smiled at me, and the two of them waved at me together and turned to leave.

I looked at their backs and had an indescribable feeling in my heart.

When I got home, I inadvertently found a ** from an old book, which was taken by my father when I was 3 years old, I slowly walked to the window, and before I knew it, it was already afternoon, and the red sun in the west painted orange all over the sky, reflecting on the **, Dad's smile in the sun, it seemed so clear. I don't have much memory when I was 3 years old, but I know that my father must have loved me very much at that time, so why should I hold a grudge for a slap?

Looking at the blurred banyan tree outside the window, it seems that I can still see the father and son, the breeze is blowing, my father's kind smile makes me involuntarily hook the corners of my mouth, open my chest and arms, let the breeze take away my unpleasantness, thank the father and son for playing under the banyan tree, touched my heart.

800!!It's too ruthless, brother, just write it from a small thing in a big world, try to be as beautiful as possible, and have a high score.