Let life become beautiful prose.

Cold flowers are gone, chrysanthemums are full of branches. The weather is getting colder and the flowers have faded, but this chrysanthemum is blooming like a flower. My colleague is a photographer. His chrysanthemums are fresh and elegant, elegant, colorful, changeable and really beautiful. You see, some are like starfish, but they have a lot more aura than starfish, and some are like fireworks that bloom in an instant and are colorful. The most rare thing is that a flower has two colors. Really opened a stem of incense, especially red. Some are like countless outstretched hands, which reminds me of Guanyin dancing with thousands of hands, which can be described as "a thousand hands are red", and some are like sunflowers that never bow their heads, more like the author's unyielding character. The author used to be a cancer patient, but he was not crushed by fate, but positive. He lived with an attitude, pursued tirelessly, found beauty with his eyes, felt the beauty of life with his heart, and made good achievements in the field of photography. I can't figure out how to describe the work under the photographer's lens. The words look so pale at this moment. After the article was written, colleagues read it and wrote the following words;

The day before yesterday, a colleague saw the chrysanthemum I photographed and wrote a short article of several hundred words praising the beauty and spirit of chrysanthemum.

The short article is really good, and it also tells me about my illness a few years ago. In fact, life is about finding beauty. Beauty is all around us, depending on whether you observe it attentively or not. If you observe it carefully, you will find such beautiful scenery around us.

For ourselves, living is a state of mind. As long as you have a good attitude, be generous and let nature take its course, life will be full of fun. Like chrysanthemums, hold your head high in late autumn. Other flowers bloom in spring and summer, and the unique chrysanthemum shows its beauty in autumn. It is very confident in itself and is not afraid of the autumn wind.

Some people say that cancer is a door to practice. I said, you won't understand until you have experienced it. Not everyone is saying, asking, "Are you happy?" ? I said, happiness. Because I'm alive. Living is happiness, because I have experienced cancer. I think experience is also a kind of wealth, an accumulation. Everything is experienced, so that we can understand, cherish, understand, compare in life, form beliefs and support life to move on. Come to think of it, isn't chrysanthemum the same? It was bred in spring, experienced stormy weather in summer, and grew tenaciously, finally making people enjoy their own wheat straw in autumn.

Life is short, live well. Only by living can we feel and enjoy life. Only by living every day well can we make every day bloom with the fragrance of life.

My colleagues' essays are unpretentious and sincere, which deeply infected me. Especially colleagues' calm and persistent attitude towards life is even more touching. They explained the meaning of happiness well with their own personal experiences. Happiness is all around us, bow your head, as long as you have the heart.