The king has seven daughters, and these seven beautiful princesses are the pride of the king.
Their long black and shiny hair is well known.
So the king gave each of them a hundred beautiful hairpins.
One morning, big princess woke up and arranged her hair with a hairpin as usual.
Only to find that a hairpin was missing, she sneaked into the second princess's room.
Took a hairpin. The second princess found a hairpin missing.
She went to Yincui gorge's room and took a hairpin. Yincui gorge found a hairpin missing.
She secretly took a hairpin from Huei-fang.
The fourth princess did the same thing and took the hairpin of the fifth princess;
Take the hairpin of Princess Six like Princess Five;
The Sixth Princess had to take away the Hairpin of the Seventh Princess.
Therefore, the Seventh Princess has only ninety-nine hairpins left.
The next day, the handsome prince of the neighboring country suddenly came to the palace.
He said to the king, "My lark brought back a hairpin yesterday.
I think it must belong to the princesses. It's a wonderful fate.
I wonder which princess lost her hairpin. When the princesses heard these words,
Everyone wants to say in their hearts, "I dropped it, I dropped it." 」
But there are obviously 100 hair clips on their heads, so everyone is very upset.
I can't say it. Only the Seventh Princess came out and said, "I dropped a hairpin. 」
As soon as the words were finished, a beautiful long hair was missing a hairpin.
All fell freely, and the prince couldn't help but take a look. The ending of the story,
People take it for granted that the prince and the princess live happily ever after.
Why do you try your best to make up for any shortcomings?
Defects are also a kind of beauty.
I never think that only the full moon is beautiful, and perfect love is happiness. But with the growth of age, I know that there are many helplessness and too many shortcomings in life.
Liang Zhu's love doesn't have a happy ending, but what people see is more a defect in the flying posture of butterflies. And Pauline's tearful love made many people cry. It is in these imperfections that we experience more beauty. It turns out that regret is also a kind of beauty!
I am a perfectionist, whether in real life or in the virtual network. In order to be perfect, I have always been willing to hurt myself black and blue. I can always afford feelings, but I can't let them go. Whenever a beautiful love comes near me, I always care about all aspects of it and always want to make it more beautiful and moving. As a result, I not only let myself down, but also deeply hurt another person. Affectionate often makes me easily fall into the center of the net, but the pursuit of perfection makes me want to stop.
Flowers have their own beauty, and the moon has its own rhyme. Why pursue everything and be happy all the time? I still remember writing an article "Love in Love", which touched not only me, but also many friends who read the article. Although it was a broken moon, it touched many people. I think everyone must feel the broken beauty like me!
Nine times out of ten, life is not satisfactory. Just when you are about to get a sincere feeling or a success, maybe you are so close to happiness and success, but we lost it in an instant. But so what? As long as we are sincere, that's enough. The result is sometimes very helpless. Although it is far from our expected goal, we enjoy the process. Knowing this, my heart is relieved. I finally learned to let go and learn to make defects a kind of beauty. Let others suffer and make themselves sad, it is better to let go, leave a space for each other and leave that beauty alone in the shortcomings.
Shortcomings are actually a kind of beauty.
Lala, who lives in two places, is grateful to God for giving her love, but she also sighs deeply: Why not give her a perfect love? Long-distance love makes people lovesick. When he was sad, no one touched the tears on his cheek gently; Tired, I have no shoulder to relax myself. Some people shrink back, preferring not to love rather than miss this regret every day.
Each of us yearns for perfection, perfect life, perfect career and, of course, perfect love. But the moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows. This matter is old and difficult. Perfection is just a meteor across the night sky, beautiful and brilliant, fleeting, but regret is eternal, like stars in the sky, blinking naughty eyes for thousands of years, staring at our confused life.
In our long life, defects always accompany us. When I was young, I was passionate and unstoppable, but I was easy to move blindly. I often hit a wall and do stupid things. When people reach middle age, they are steady, sophisticated and experienced, but they are afraid of their hands and feet, looking around and lacking a spirit; When I am old, I have a plan in my mind, but I can't do it. I have to sit and watch the sunset.
In this world, defects are everywhere, bridges are flowing, but there is no majestic sunset in the desert; Although the waves of the Yellow River are unrestrained, they lack the charm of the stream; Living in the city for a long time, I am eager to go to the mountain village to wash away my impetuousness; Deep in the mountains, I hope to broaden my horizons in the city.
Shortcomings are everywhere, and they follow us everywhere. Therefore, the ancients lamented: "If you were born in, how could you be born bright?" Therefore, modern people whisper: "I want love, but I am afraid of being hurt, afraid of being hurt." So men sigh: virtuous women are not beautiful, beautiful women are too overbearing; Therefore, women are very upset: men without money don't want it, and rich men are unreliable.
People instinctively reject defects, and people can't escape the entanglement of defects. History accumulates in defects, sun and moon alternate in defects, and life grows old in defects.
However, what would a world without defects look like? Without the absence of the moon, would it be monotonous to have a full moon in the sky every night? There is no wind, frost, rain and snow, and the sun shines every day. Will it be boring? How can we understand the value of happiness without sadness? How can we cherish the meaning of happiness without suffering?
There is a song that sings: "Loneliness makes me so beautiful." I want to say that shortcomings make us so beautiful. Cold makes us embrace warmth, night makes us chase light, poverty makes us learn knowledge, and loneliness makes us appreciate love.
Defects make our world colorful. Without regret, we can't hear Liang Zhu become the eternal swan song of butterflies; Without regret, you can't feel the artistic conception of "the curtain rolls west wind and people are thinner than yellow flowers"; Without defects, Venus' broken arm is a wonderful daydream; Without defects, how can Van Gogh's Sunflower be in full bloom?
Defect is a kind of beauty and a perfect soil. Tolerating it means tolerating the whole world, and respecting it means respecting every life.
A pair of lesbians who live together day after day once said to me, "You live far apart, and it will be seven years before you can be together. You still have seven years of romance. " Bitter acacia has become a romantic reason. Can we say that we also have a kind of beauty shining in the distant sea?