Thank you for your beautiful 600-word composition in life.

Some people think that life is not beautiful at all and it is boring. I didn't. Life is actually beautiful and romantic.

I used a pencil to smear it obliquely on the paper, and there were traces of writing on the last page. Gray is mixed with a little white, which is hazy and has a classical temperament. The sun is lazily sprinkled on the paper, which is extremely simple and beautiful! But who thought it was just a simple combination of lead and a piece of paper?

I practiced a math problem seven or eight times, but I just couldn't work it out. I angrily brushed away everything, crumpled up the draft and threw it on the ground. My mother, who was sitting next to me drawing, once decorated the drawing board with a brush, but she felt that something was missing after all. Seeing me like this, I smiled, picked up my paper ball, fiddled with it gently, evenly coated with gouache paint and pressed it on the drawing board. A delicate rose jumped out of the paper, bright red, lovely and brilliant. I was too surprised to say a word. I took the paper ball in my mother's hand and pressed it on the paper. Looking at these flowers, I enjoy the fun of creation and marvel at the beauty everywhere.

Looking at the paper ball in my hand, I suddenly realized that life is humorous. It makes me feel restless when I can't do the problem, but it also makes this irritability the ultimate beauty of a painting.

Today, it's windy outside, but I still opened the window to ventilate the room and breathe fresh air. Although it is not big, the wind is cold and I am helpless. "Ding … Bell … Dang" What is this? I looked up. It's a wind chime. Very ethereal and sweet voice makes me not so cold as soon as it enters my ears. I looked up slightly, looked at the wind chimes that had not sounded for several weeks, and smiled gently. The wind chimes turn gently, and the sun shines on them, reflecting the amber light of people, gorgeous and warm, like several lovely elves dancing. When the heart moves, the rise of the corners of the mouth will never disappear.

I began to thank the beautiful wind chimes brought by the cold wind, which made me forget the cold wind, and also thanked the incomparably pure music without any impurities, which made my mood suddenly clear. My heart inexplicably began to be moved by the beauty of life.

Three things, three kinds of beauty, let me understand that beauty is a flower, which can bloom in different places and different periods; It can be created with the worst things, and it doesn't have to be expensive; It can also be an encouraging smile when you are depressed; It can also be a dance in adversity.

A good photographer can take many beautiful photos. While people are amazed, it is not difficult to find that those beautiful pictures can often be seen in life. The reason is that photographers have a pair of eyes that discover beauty. Generally speaking, they are observant, but more accurately, they love life!

Therefore, I think that beauty is actually around us, everywhere, but only those who love life can find it!