有位盲人,一生中从事着一件工作:种花。因为他父亲是远近闻名的花匠,子承父业,他别无选择。他天生是个盲者,从不知道花是什么样子。别人告诉他花是美丽的,他便用手指细细地触摸,从心灵到颤抖的指尖,真切地体会美丽的含义;有人告诉他花是香的,他便俯下身去,用鼻尖小心地嗅出另一种芳香来。几十年过去了,盲者 There is a blind person who is engaged in a job in his life: planting flowers. Because his father is a well-known gardener and he inherited his father, he had no choice. He is blind by nature and never knows what a flower looks like. When others told him that the flowers were beautiful, he touched them with his fingers, and he truly understood the meaning of the beauty from the heart to the trembling fingertips. When someone told him that the flowers were fragrant, he leaned over and carefully pointed his nose. Smell another fragrance. Decades have passed and blind people have passed