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I sat down to read under an old tree in the park. I felt my life was 36 , for my whole world was dark.
A young boy ran up to me, out of breath. He stood 37 before me with his head down and said 38 , ¡°Look what I found!¡± In his hand was a flower, and what a poor sight! The flower was dry and 39 . I gave him a small smile and then turned my eyes away so that he could take his dry flower and go off to play.
40 , he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his 41 and said in surprise, ¡°It smells sweet and it¡¯s beautiful, too. That¡¯s 42 I picked it. Here, it¡¯s for you. ¡± The flower before me was dead. But I knew I must 43 it, or he might never leave. So I accepted the flower, and replied, ¡°This is just what I 44 . ¡± Just then, for the first time I noticed that the boy could not 45 ¡ªhe was blind.
Tears (ÑÛÀá) came down my face as I 46 him for picking the best one. ¡°You¡¯re welcome. ¡± he smiled, and then ran off to 47 . I sat there and wondered how he was able to learn about my pain (Í´¿à).
Through the eyes of a blind child, 48 I could see the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all those years I myself had been 49 . I decided to see the beauty in life, and 50 every second of my life. And then I held that dry flower up to my nose and breathed in the smell of a beautiful rose.
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A young boy ran up to me, out of breath. He stood 37 before me with his head down and said 38 , ¡°Look what I found!¡± In his hand was a flower, and what a poor sight! The flower was dry and 39 . I gave him a small smile and then turned my eyes away so that he could take his dry flower and go off to play.
40 , he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his 41 and said in surprise, ¡°It smells sweet and it¡¯s beautiful, too. That¡¯s 42 I picked it. Here, it¡¯s for you. ¡± The flower before me was dead. But I knew I must 43 it, or he might never leave. So I accepted the flower, and replied, ¡°This is just what I 44 . ¡± Just then, for the first time I noticed that the boy could not 45 ¡ªhe was blind.
Tears (ÑÛÀá) came down my face as I 46 him for picking the best one. ¡°You¡¯re welcome. ¡± he smiled, and then ran off to 47 . I sat there and wondered how he was able to learn about my pain (Í´¿à).
Through the eyes of a blind child, 48 I could see the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all those years I myself had been 49 . I decided to see the beauty in life, and 50 every second of my life. And then I held that dry flower up to my nose and breathed in the smell of a beautiful rose.
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