How can the fragrance of life have life?

These cute little things are secretly fragrant, and when they are fragrant, they stand quietly on the branches as if nothing has happened, waiting to wither quietly. If we don't look closely, we don't know that it has been to this world and has been fragrant.

Suddenly, I felt a familiar scent flowing in the office, very familiar, but I couldn't remember what it was for a while. At first, I thought it was the smell of perfume on a colleague. But they sniffed one by one, but they weren't.

So, I rushed outside and walked to the laurel tree standing next to the sidewalk. Sure enough, a strong fragrance refreshes people's hearts and stirs the soul. If you look closely, behind the dense leaves, those yellow flowers the size of rice grains are like stars twinkling in the sky, but they are very quiet and unassuming.

My eyes moistened. These cute little things are secretly fragrant, and when they are fragrant, they are still standing quietly on the branches, waiting to wither quietly. If we don't look closely, we don't know that it has been to this world, and it has been fragrant in this world.

At this time, my mind touched one of the most tender memories, which was a story told by a classmate when I was in middle school. At that time, this classmate's family was very poor, and in order to save electricity, he did not go home until 11 o'clock after self-study every night, and at that time, the school gate was slowly closed for a while after he left. He always thought that the gate would not be closed until that time, so he did it every day in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and never felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Until one day, when he was locked in the campus for a night, he learned that the school gate was closed at ten o'clock, and the old man who had closed the door was sick and hospitalized. Only then did he understand that the old man had been silently opening the door for him. When he bought a lot of gifts in tears to see the old man, the old man had already passed away ......After listening to this story, the eyes of many of us moistened, for the sake of the old man who quietly did good.

Our hearts are wet, because at that moment, we woke up to the fact that each of us has the old man who opened the door beside us, opening the door for us, they are like this little tender yellow osmanthus, quietly releasing the fragrance, and then quietly withering. They don't show off because that's how their lives are!

Everyone comes into this world to go through a journey of life, realize their own life values, and realize their dreams. Take happiness as an example, happiness is not a drizzle, and if you are not lucky, it will fall from the sky. Happiness is the abundant fruit of the heavy branches of the roadside fruit trees; Happiness is the moving smiling face of the students in the classroom looking forward to the future; Happiness is a finished product created by the sweat of the workers on the construction site... However, happiness waits for no one, you need to work hard to grasp it, and it will stay in your heart forever.

The beauty of life lies in silent dedication, in opening the door of convenience for others; They are like tiny osmanthus flowers, quietly releasing a faint fragrance, and then quietly withering. In fact, there are many such people around us who "silently do good deeds, and open the door for us to do things in a convenient way" (including yourself who silently helps others). Whether it is great or not, the existence of life is meaningful, and the fragrant life is the recognition of life.

Maybe what I said is a little inappropriate, I hope it inspires you)

I love life, beautiful skins, interesting souls, all I want. Working hard, caring for my family, reading, and writing, I would rather be a plant, actively growing and making life flourish.

Reading the pen pal's article and seeing my friend's sincerity and brightness can make me shake my spirits, and I seem to smell the aroma of their life. This fragrance comes from the inner vitality of life, and only by persevering in our efforts to live like a lush plant will the fragrance of life be born.

I like life with fragrance, I like to smell and know people, and I am willing to be like a plant, quietly cultivating and protecting the fragrance of my life.