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| In the park I sat down to read on the bench, disappointed by life with good reason to complain, for the world was 1 letting me down. Then a young boy came up to me and said with great excitement, "Look, what I found!" In his hand was a flower and he placed it to his nose. He said with overacted surprise, "It sure. 2 pretty and it's for you." The flower before me was dead. But I knew I must 3 it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower and replied," Just what I need. "But 4 placing the flower in my hand, he held it midair without reason. It was then that I noticed for the very first time that the boy was blind. I heard my voice trembling (颤抖), tears 5 in the sun, as I thanked him for picking the "best" one. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pity woman. Through the "eyes" of a blind child, at last I could see, but not with the 6 , but with me. And for all of those times I myself had been 7 .I made up my mind to see the 8 in life. |
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