What i the mot beautiful Chritma? It i to give other a bleing gift and happine like a parallel pace-time making all the world' uffering the poor people get together get a little fetive and the warmth of the tranger. Thi Chritma i the mot beautiful.
My firt impreion of Chritma the Spring Fetival i at the age of 8 on the eve of a land of now. I went to the train tation to pick up my brother who wa a myteriou myteriou and he took out a red ock in the hape of a red ock. Into our retaurant on the window I can't wait to opened the box and found filled with colorful chocolate ball hop in the color of paper ribbon like cute little naughty doll' bed. I've never eaten thi kind of chocolate and I don't know what' in the box. My brother to queeze the eye "thi i my travel abroad to buy foreigner learn to celebrate chritma. Chritma in December of lat year equivalent to China' Spring Fetival in thi day people put their ock hanging in the bed waiting for Santa Clau gift in addition people alo ue the Chritma tree eat turkey and end Chritma card to celebrate Chritma. You have to try it tate very good oh. "Look at the art of fine chocolate I till really a little reluctant to leave a trace of the. I took a piece of chocolate to appreciate. The un aluminum foil chocolate outide the hining golden light I quinted eem to ee the a hining tar hining in my chet.WWw.hAOZuowEn.com
At thi moment uddenly a dark. I uddenly looked up and found a thin hadow outide the window. In the light of the un it i like a yellow leaf litter wa covered with a thin layer of now. I vaguely ee a vague face: that i the face of a palm ize ome terrible cloe to in the window gla jutting cheekbone eemed ready to puncture the thin urface layer of tranparent kin big eye bulging projection eemed to play out eye tightly hooked my hand like cale againt the light of a golden waiting to no avail. Chapped lip trembling a if full of deire. Knotted hair tick together oft droop in the crown can be een in a few day did not wah your hair. It covered with ugar like now alo can ee that he ha been like a decadent rut culpture tood for a few moment. Covered with a rag caually draped over the houlder if it i not the clothe. He cracked black hand deep clamp into wrinkle which i packed with Wuzaozao oil dut a finger to hang up the eemingly very light platic bag inide filled with the drink an empty bottle. -- thi i a boy and I'm a big boy.
I almot in I looked at him for a moment I firt wa cared hand fiercely one Zhan chocolate lipped to the bottom of the table immediately the in the mind wa deeply touched filled with the A hare ympathy heartache ingular experience and he and terrible longing eye interweave together I uddenly wanted to give him in the hand of the chocolate. And when I picked up the chocolate the window wa bright - he had run away. I ignored the biting wind violent wind and percuion window open the window looked out now in the four Xiali left empty for now on a tring of hallow footprint.
Thi i how to let the eye of compaion and love it tell how much of the deire injutice and pain ah! I ilently memorie it ha infected uncontrollably unable to think only put the film a a recollection of the hadow of the lonely mierable. It alo cat a hadow in my heart I tared at the table of the tin actually i not a point of interet. Mind ha a familiar adne contradict with orbital: I think that match elling little girl and the treet begging the poor creature. At that time I really wanted to do omething to change but I don't know what to do what to change. Look at the wanton nowflake my tear down.
Until now often recall the look in the eye my complicated mood i like the tide a crowding become a forever let me be unable to get over an emotion lingering not cab car. Why now there are o many people in grand fetival and other gathered together enjoy the food profligate when homele no clothe no food helplely in never dream of a die? All of thi all come from the ocial ytem of the rich and the poor.
Even o we are alway full of hope that a certain day in the future a group of people itting around the moon they do not have a ad ad ad everyone' face i filled with a happy mile. The beautiful atmophere with the moonlight hine on the earth. The mot beautiful Chritma in their face.
In reality if rich people can in the Chritma Eve for the poor to provide a helter a umptuou dinner beaming itting under one roof together to enjoy the fetival warm. Thi i for ociety a a whole the greatet conolation and contribution.
Thi i the mot beautiful chritma.