Thank goodness in life.

Everyone is an apple bitten by God. If you are much disabled, don't be sad, it's just God's desire for your beauty.

The tide of history has receded, and there are beautiful shells on the beach.

Shells, empty shells All the flesh and blood is gone.

Sand and stones are flying in the desert, and everything is clear and silent, only camel bells. I leaned against her hunchback and held her blood-like lute in my hand. From then on, there was no luxury. Only the yellow sand filled the sky, the lonely Ming-Han Palace, and the temporary prosperity, won the title of the foreign princess. Wang Zhaojun used the rest of his life to thank the goodness of this life. She left the boudoir, took the culture and farming techniques of the Han family with her, and she got the peace of several generations of Han and Hungary. She won the praise and praise of the world, and her good reputation has been passed down through the ages. This is indeed the beauty of life, which gives Zhaojun loneliness and finds a higher meaning for Zhaojun.

Sorrow is like a lost leaf looking at the ball around the lonely shadow in front of the altar. In his twenties, Shi Tiesheng lost his legs in an accident. But he did not give up on himself, but enthusiastically pursued the meaning of life. "If you can choose this road, why not sing and dance on it?" So he traveled all over the great rivers and mountains of the motherland and found him in the deep mountains and forests. With his optimism and efforts, he thanked him for his kindness in this life and tasted the tragedy of life. But in that case, in front of his eyes, we people with intact legs are ashamed, how can we compare with his strong body? He can't stand up, but he stands taller and greater than anyone else.

In the dark, I watched Beethoven's despair that he had just lost his hearing and listened to him compose music with his life; I explored Hawking's sadness in a wheelchair alone and watched his thoughts roam the universe. Zhou Zhou, born with mental retardation, seems to be the master of the music world.

This is a kind of tragedy, frustration, pain and the beauty of life. This wonderful pleasure is around, perhaps not so tragic, just like looking back suddenly, but that person is under the dim light.