Christmas1500字
What is the most beautiful Christmas? It is to give others a blessing gifts and happiness like a parallel space-time making all the world's suffering the poor people get together get a little festive and the warmth of the stranger. This Christmas is the most beautiful.
My first impression of Christmas the Spring Festival is at the age of 8 on the eve of a land of snow. I went to the train station to pick up my brother who was a mysterious mysterious and he took out a red sock in the shape of a red sock. Into our restaurant on the window I can't wait to opened the box and found filled with colorful chocolate ball shop in the color of paper ribbon like cute little naughty doll's bed. I've never eaten this kind of chocolate and I don't know what's in the box. My brother to squeeze the eyes "this is my travel abroad to buy foreigners learn to celebrate christmas. Christmas in December of last year equivalent to China's Spring Festival in this day people put their socks hanging in the bed waiting for Santa Claus gift in addition people also use the Christmas tree eat turkey and send Christmas cards to celebrate Christmas. You have to try it taste very good oh. "Look at the art of fine chocolate I still really a little reluctant to leave a trace of the. I took a piece of chocolate to appreciate. The sun aluminum foil chocolate outside the shining golden light I squinted seems to see the a shining star shining in my chest.
At this moment suddenly a dark. I suddenly looked up and found a thin shadow outside the window. In the light of the sun it is like a yellow leaf litter was covered with a thin layer of snow. I vaguely see a vague face: that is the face of a palm size some terrible close to in the window glass jutting cheekbones seemed ready to puncture the thin surface layer of transparent skin big eyes bulging projections seemed to play out eyes tightly hooked my hands like scale against the light of a golden waiting to no avail. Chapped lips trembling as if full of desire. Knotted hair stick together soft droop in the crown can be seen in a few days did not wash your hair. It covered with sugar like snow also can see that he has been like a decadent rust sculpture stood for a few moments. Covered with a rag casually draped over the shoulder if it is not the clothes. He cracked black hands deep clamp into wrinkles which is packed with Wuzaozao soil dust a finger to hang up the seemingly very light plastic bags inside filled with the drink an empty bottle. -- this is a boy and I'm a big boy.
Is almost in I looked at him for a moment I first was scared hand fiercely one Zhan chocolate slipped to the bottom of the table immediately the in the mind was deeply touched filled with the A shares sympathy heartache singular experience and he and terrible longing eyes interweave together I suddenly wanted to give him in the hands of the chocolate. And when I picked up the chocolate the window was bright - he had run away. I ignored the biting winds violent wind and percussion window open the window looked out snow in the four Xiali left empty for snow on a string of shallow footprints.
This is how to let the eyes of compassion and love it tells how much of the desire injustice and pain ah! I silently memories it has infected uncontrollably unable to think only put the film as a recollection of the shadow of the lonely miserable. It also casts a shadow in my heart I stared at the table of the tin actually is not a point of interest. Mind has a familiar sadness contradict with orbital: I think that match selling little girl and the street begging the poor creature. At that time I really wanted to do something to change but I don't know what to do what to change. Look at the wanton snowflake my tears down.
Until now often recall the look in the eyes my complicated mood is like the tide as crowding become a forever let me be unable to get over an emotion lingering not scab scars. Why now there are so many people in grand festival and others gathered together enjoy the food profligate when homeless no clothes no food helplessly in never dream of a die? All of this all come from the social system of the rich and the poor.
Even so we are always full of hope that a certain day in the future a group of people sitting around the moon they do not have a sad sad sad everyone's face is filled with a happy smile. The beautiful atmosphere with the moonlight shines on the earth. The most beautiful Christmas in their faces.
In reality if rich people can in the Christmas Eve for the poor to provide a shelter a sumptuous dinner beaming sitting under one roof together to enjoy the festival warm. This is for society as a whole the greatest consolation and contribution.
This is the most beautiful christmas.
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