我们指着校服,不满地嚷:“丑死了!”我们挑剔地看着新建成的建筑,骂着:“真难看!”我们趾高气扬地抬着头,忽视着许许多多的美丽。这个繁杂的世界真的缺少美丽吗?我们不顾一切地呼喊着:“美丽。你在哪里?”我不知道美丽在哪里。我只知道,早上起床的时候,拉开窗帘,有满满的阳光洒在我的桌上。我的小仙人掌支楞着横七竖八的刺,享受着跳跃的阳光。我向它问早安,它也愉快地张开手臂,祝我开心。我不知道美丽在哪里。我只知道,当风吹过我耳边的时候,我短短的头发发出好听的声音。当我仰望 We point to uniforms and discontentedly shouted: “Uh, ugly!” We looked at the newly-built buildings with a critical look. We whispered: “It’s ugly!” We raised our heads with arrogance and ignored many beautiful things. Is this complex world really lacking beauty? We desperately shouted: “Beautiful. Where are you?” I don’t know where beauty is. I only know that when I get up in the morning, I open the curtains and have a lot of sunshine on my desk. My little cactus bears a tangled spine and enjoys the jumping sunshine. I asked it good morning. It also happily opened my arms and wished me happy. I don’t know where beauty is. All I know is that when the wind blows over my ear, my short hair makes a nice sound. When I look up