Poem of unity and friendship (short, for flag-raising on Monday)

There is a kind of beauty that is amazing, memorable and desirable. It is a kind of eye-catching beauty that makes people see things in a blur.

There is a kind of beauty, floating in the clouds and buried deep under the ancient base. This is a kind of beauty that can attract the soul and is hidden.

There is a kind of beauty that brings passion, warmth and friendship to life-it has been with us now, but no one pays attention to it, but I accidentally found something.