一朵花的美丽，就在于她的绽放。而绽放其实正是花心的破碎啊。以下是精美生活散文阅读：

　　sometimes, i even believe that: only broken thing is beautiful.

　　i like broken tree stump, deadwood betel, also like old temple bell rust, scoring dilapidated walls, like the courtyard a loose deeply autumn grass, stone steps on jade column fracture, like cold star meteor cloud month short of root stem stem shuai defeated the flower, like a silent old man dressed in faded clothes are done collecting rags, like a little girl carrying shouders of cloth bag to go to school. i even like a beer or a lack of mouth by crush cans of silently rolling on the ground, and rest. scattered trivial human feelings when i see these things, i'm always dedicated to stare at them, till they looked to the realm of far away.

　　i don't know what they were once beautiful, so i can't imagine their beauty. therefore, i am deeply intoxicated in the beauty of this unimaginable not source, digging their glorious past, and then, suddenly look back, pull the two kinds of life forms to the present, dim and tears. this cannot explain all contain many difficult affair and might be sensitized to tell how many vicissitudes of life eternal pathos in the world and contains the endless desolation!

　　i like to see people suffering voice, like to listen to people crazy roars, like people drunk gaffe spit out some memories buried in the bottom of fermentation, you like to see a man unrequited love in the wedding night in the rain holding an umbrella stand. i like the person who close calm enron interminably about suffering, always desire to meet people to depression, and suddenly lost, old people remember yellowish green, aloof people confess to miss love. i like stars in the doghouse mournful smile, after the hero very twilight when looking back, officialdom losers alone taste tea, beauty fading beauty of grief. i like the people in the most weak and defenseless when mining the part of their most painful the most painful thing, and shaking, then cry, then let the heart were bleeding.

　　whenever this time, even if i do not know anything about in front of people, i also will believe that this person has a very good, is still a good soul, he experienced the bitterness and hardship, and those who are difficult to touch the thoughts and emotions, and was the most cherish his life in the deepest mark and storage. only when he's broken, he will put such long pigeons, and kai window to reveal their most true appearance.

　　can be broken, must really lived. lin daiyu's broken, is that she has a deep-rooted of love; san mao's broken, from the moment after she suffered a lot of bright and detachment; van gogh's broken, it is the sun made him with a golden knife is in the light constantly pain; beethoven's broken, it is the spiritual life tragedy of black and white key impact of movement. if those ordinary broken leak is the most pure the most beautiful spot in human nature, so the good of the soul, such as silver fireworks filled the sky over our heads. we learned how many dreams and truth in life!

　　i don't know, how many people can enjoy the unique like me happiness and joy, no one knows how this kind of broken beautiful finely fields and meadows, tightly shakedown is full of our door like a finely thick moonlight tonight.

　　who said, “the beauty of a flower, lies in her bloom. and blossom in fact is flower heart broken.

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