? Everyone has cracks, which are where the light comes in; everyone has scars, which are the medals left to us by the past; everyone is eager to grow, because we will eventually sail away.
? The first time I realized that I was ugly was in my second year of high school. The boy opposite said: Hey, why do you have a thin scar on your eyebrow? I wanted to find a hole to burrow into. It’s really embarrassing for a pretty girl, let alone a boy she has a crush on. Then my deskmate said to another boy: Is there any? Not obvious. My deskmate is also a boy. I don’t remember the rest, except that I lamented that we were both boys, one hurting others and the other comforting others. From then on, I also drew a line between myself and normal humans. I am a complete ugly girl!
? Long-term sitting, fried food and tons of papers in high school caused my weight to skyrocket. Oh, this is an inflated life. When I saw the beautiful little fairy in class coming to ask me a question, I hesitated and couldn't say anything. I thought, if I hadn't touched the edge of the table, it would be better if I didn't have this scar. At least I would dare to face everyone's eyes. Fearless and okay. Look at myself in the high school graduation photo. She has small eyes, is wearing a pair of highly myopic glasses, wears the same school uniform all week long, and has a campus card in her pocket. She looks like a loser girl.
? I think it would be great if we went to college and we would all be liberated! However, reality dealt me ??a heavy blow. Throughout my freshman year, not only did I not become more beautiful, my roommates even created two or three group photo albums for me because of too many ugly photos. What kind of dog chewed my bangs, which perfectly showed off my face and rough eyebrows. Later, the wide-leg pants successfully reduced my altitude of 1.65 meters to 1.5 meters. The posture was so crooked that I couldn’t see it. The human form has become a source of happiness for everyone after dinner. The university I enrolled in was too far from home, and every day felt like a year. The university courses were taught quickly and difficultly, and my IQ was directly suppressed. The college had too many weird rules. Except for lunch breaks and evenings, I was not allowed to be in the dormitory at any other time. So much so that in the sub-zero temperature, I was still writing high math in the canteen that smelled of oil, shivering with my pen...
? Things didn’t start to turn around until I was older, and I started to take care of my skin care and pay attention to my matching. Understand your own strengths and weaknesses, don’t dwell on the pain that is difficult to change, and find ways to change them. For example, my eyebrows are a bit thick, so I learned to shape my eyebrows in a shape that suits me instead of pursuing unibrows. My eyelashes are long enough, but wouldn’t it be better if they were longer? Just stick to eyelash extensions. Always apply body lotion after bathing, and stick to sunscreen when going out in summer. I have developed my own weekend hobbies, such as going out to skateboard, playing ukulele in the dormitory, and occasionally playing the harmonica. Tao Xun, calligraphy, Hanfu, football, basketball, volleyball, badminton... There must be one in your soul and body. On the road. No one gradually noticed the small scar that was so annoying. During this period, he also received a rose from his suitor and became her boyfriend until now.
? Now that I am a sophomore, my group photo album has been hacked, and there have been no hacked photos of me for a semester. So I am also grateful to those who looked down on me at the beginning. Gradually, my roommates began to compliment me on my tasteful dressing. Where did I get my hair done? They want to do it too. Even if you just say it’s good-looking, in my heart I don’t mind if you praise me more. My life and study are also on the right track. I am getting rid of the frustration and annoyance of not getting things in the past, and instead I am planning my present and future.
? Now think about it, who is actually perfect? When my brother was a child, he was scratched on the face by a pepper tree, and the wound was directly cut as long as a thumb. After it was sutured, although I can't see clearly now if I don't look carefully, but if I look carefully, I can still tell that it is the same style as Big Big Wolf. The scars on the face. But he is still optimistic. After all, he still has a young daughter to take care of. My cousin has a very beautiful oval face, like a little princess, long legs, fair skin, and natural yellowish curls. She was burned by hot water when she was little. When she came to my house to play, I could see the underside of her neck. The flesh of my face, which is where people usually wear necklaces, was burnt to a dark flesh color, and the surface was uneven. I was very scared. Fortunately, my face was not burnt at that time, otherwise it would definitely be inconvenient for girls to wear beautiful clothes in the future. It would be great if the treatment technology at that time was good enough and left no scars.
Beautiful flowers have no fragrance, and fragrant flowers are less beautiful.
Nature can evenly distribute beauty and fragrance, let alone us ordinary people? Everyone will have their own cracks, but they should not be where we are broken, but where the light of life can shine in and sublimate our souls. In the face of our own shortcomings, we change what can be changed and accept what cannot be changed. We need to treat the flaws of those around us with empathy, not cynicism. No one in the world can save you, you have to save yourself. Just think about it and it will be fine. If you can't figure it out, you will be obsessed with it and refuse to come out. Then let us regard all cracks as places where light penetrates.
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