Imitate Ailian and write a modern essay of about 300 words.

Like lotus, like her faint fragrance, like its faint pink, like her slim, like its lotus but not demon, like its gentleness. ...

There is nothing in my eyes but pity. Just like the girl with lilacs in the rain lane, in her dream, she won't go far without waving. Besides figure, it is also figure, except beauty. Peony? Roses? Lily? Chrysanthemum? Facing these harem beauties, I feel that I am a picky gourmet and an artist who pursues perfection.

There is something missing from them that can't give me a feeling of complete joy. Maybe that's why I like lotus more!

Love is blind. Lotus makes me feel that it is the king of flowers, and no one can compare it. My friend said that I loved it too much and neglected the beauty of other flowers. Maybe! In late spring and March, flowers are blooming and peonies are charming, which makes people only shocked; In the hot summer, violets and magnolias exude a faint fragrance, which dispels the meaning of summer and makes people feel relaxed and happy. Autumn is crisp, chrysanthemums are proud of their branches, and they are proud of their integrity. In the cold winter, Mei strives for beauty alone, does not fear the cold, breathes fragrance and is full of praise. However, I still stubbornly believe that the lotus is perfect.

My love for lotus leaves me with an unfair judgment on flowers. Are we still unfair judges of the value of things in life?

Late at night, I lay quietly in bed, troubled by this question. The box of memory was secretly opened, and the past reappeared before my eyes like running water.

I became his guardian because of my worship of the individual. If others have a slight objection, they will add their fists. My friends were awed by it and kept silent, which made me slightly happy. Because they are close friends, no matter what is right or wrong, they are indiscriminate and have the cheek to stand by their friends; Because of a slight prejudice against individuals, as long as suspicious things appear, the focus will be on him; I don't know what I'm doing because of my own preferences and blind obedience.

Suddenly found himself once so indecisive. I became an orchid without roots, a duckweed chasing it, a dancing autumn lotus, a dandelion scattered by the wind, and a judge of life injustice.

The world is very big. To understand everything clearly, we must put aside my personal feelings and look at the essence through phenomena, so that our lives can be more independent and we can feel our own existence. Like a giant pine, it is rooted between cliffs and does not change its position with mountains and rivers and hurricanes. Like a wild lily blooming alone in the valley, it still blooms brightly and happily no matter whether anyone passes by.