Unforgettable eye composition

If there is no love in this world, how will we survive?

An unforgettable look continued the only love in the world. ...

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A few years ago, he experienced a strange thing.

Passing an overpass, the crowd here is slightly bloated. You can hear the "hissing" sound from the bloated crowd from a distance. Looking up, it turned out to be a young beggar. Bare to the waist, you can clearly see the scales, chapped and torn wounds on the skin, which is terrible. The lower body is covered with a cover that is not pants. The calf and thigh overlap tightly and are wrapped in hard black rubber with several hemp ropes tied to it. Must be disabled. He suddenly moved with compassion, pushed the crowd away and approached the beggar. About forty years old, similar to his own age, but this man has encountered misfortune that ordinary people can't imagine. He wants to inquire about the unfortunate experience of beggars. The beggar's throat made a "wow-"movement and his head shook desperately, which was the pain of torture. The beggar was speechless, and his eyes were full of pleading and despair. He plunged into his pocket and took out a handful of money, three hundred-dollar bills and several twenty-dollar bills ... He gave all the money to the beggar.

Passers-by looked at him in surprise and whispered to each other. Watching him is weirder than falling on a beggar.

-ran out of a mental hospital; What about filming? I can't! No camera; Conspiracy, unlike; Oh, they're accomplices. Don't talk. Look at what he's doing-

Passers-by exposed their inner guesses. He doesn't understand, but the atmosphere. Is it unreasonable to give a poor beggar some money with love? Put it away without compassion and laugh at other people's love. How can you be so numb! He was a little shocked. He will argue and even scold. But the dramatic scene calmed him down: the place was empty and the beggars were gone. Not far away, the beggar smirked proudly and shouted, money, money. I turned my head to spy on him while running, and my feet were several times more agile than myself, comparable to professional athletes.

It doesn't matter that he was extremely angry and cheated of money; But if love is deceived, will human compassion be reborn?

The expression of passers-by suddenly extinguished his anger. No one cares about beggars, neither blaming nor cursing. It is he who attracts the attention of passers-by. Take care of each other and guess each other.

-What's the matter, do you understand? No; It is strange that he gave the beggar money and the beggar ran away again. Do they know each other? Don't like it; What a strange thing! Stop talking and keep looking-passers-by are still muttering.

He was angry and even more ashamed. Walking away from people's pointing fingers, I felt that my spine was severely poked. He felt that he was a teased puppet, a laughing stock after a meal, and a focus drowned by strange eyes.

He is shopping in the supermarket today. A unique figure in the bustling crowd came towards him. A few beads of sweat oozed from her anxious forehead and cheeks, and she gestured falteringly. He stepped back carefully to make room. This gap is not space, but distance and estrangement. She stopped within his acceptable distance and gestured hastily. She is deaf and dumb. She may be in a hurry, otherwise she wouldn't be in such a hurry. He said he didn't understand her. He hates deaf people, whether they are true or not. He deliberately refused. He shook his head, stretched out his hands and looked at her gestures inexplicably. She looked helpless and anxious, with a pleading look in her eyes. He hates that look. This is a false affectation. He stood calmly, looked at passers-by unhurriedly and ignored her.

She ran away as fast as she could, running all over the supermarket, panting and gesturing to everyone, but no one could understand her gesture. He knows what she means because he used to be a teacher in a school for the deaf, and she is looking for her lost daughter.

He stood for a long time. I don't know how long it took. He saw a lovely girl in her hand.

The crowd surged, and his heart was not calm. Someone was poking him in the spine, and he was ashamed again. Slip away quietly in the silent pointing.

Passing by the overpass, different beggars frequently kowtow to pedestrians. Without thinking, he took out a hundred dollars and stuffed it into the beggar's hand. He didn't know if anyone behind him was saying that he was mentally ill, so he gave the money and left quickly.

Love will never die because of deception; People who lose their self-esteem will not regain their dignity because of the love; Those who laugh at others being deceived will not wake up because others are deceived again.

Because of love and reality. So kindness will continue.

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If you can, please look at everything with a beautiful eye.

Even if you are blinded by fog, please feel it with your heart.

-P.S.

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Unforgettable eyes source: original article of composition network Author: Zhao 201-1-1414: 30: 02.

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Another normal day, the sunshine in June of 5438+00 gently hit my ass as usual. I woke up from my dream with the beep of the car and walked out of the door with lazy steps to see that my mother was gone! They immediately woke up, not as energetic as when they first got up, and turned on the computer with small steps.

Tencent special exhibition pictures jumped out of the webpage, and I clicked in with the left mouse button curiously, and the pictures swept my eyes like running water. A photo projecting a little girl's helpless eyes immediately enlarged my already small eyes! I hurried back and fixed my eyes on a black and yellow picture. An African girl looked at the camera with her most desperate eyes. Her skinny body was only yellow sand weeds and a vulture waiting for his death. Lonely and desperate eyes cast the last glimmer of hope for the photographer. There's nothing I can do. I don't know whether she was swallowed up by death or saved by this kind photographer, but no matter what the outcome is, my heart has been shaking!

I looked around and saw a huge poster of lebron james, a bead curtain hanging to the ground, a mosquito net like a princess, a red board reflecting light, a soft chair that can be turned around, and this computer in front of me. What is not something that only appears in her dreams, not a luxury? Not yearning?

Recalling yesterday's quarrel with my mother, it was only because the quantity of food didn't agree with my appetite that I was threatened not to eat, forcing my mother to go out to buy food again. I am confident that I may feel guilty when I see white rice, because it is only a wish for them to have enough to eat and warm up.

Huge eyes, with the saddest eyes, pierced my heart one by one, deeper and more painful, and the call for saving them became stronger and stronger. Perhaps this is also a kind of suffering, a kind of conscience torture.

As a person, a race, why can I be willful, I can live a carefree life, I can complain about the bad food, why can't they get what I think they should have!

I hate that my immature hands can't change anything, but I will pray: "Great United Nations, great European Union and great North Atlantic Treaty Organization, please pin your fighting thoughts on them!" Let the winter eat and wear warm clothes no longer only appear in dreams, so that the life that should belong to them is no longer just a New Year's wish!

Since I am tired of loneliness, I learned to look for it at once; Since there is a headwind, I can still resist the wind from all directions and sail! One day I will build a brand-new country and let my eyes see hope and happiness! Let them know the beauty and sincerity of childhood!