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There are many kinds of beauty in life, the beauty of autumn scenery, the beauty of butterflies flying in the sky, the beautiful flowers of gardens... but these are not the beauty I said. What is the beauty I am talking about? In fact, it is a kind of morality.

It may be the campus public virtues. I remember that it was a class, a senior student played football and accidentally kicked the ball of a classmate in the lower grades. The senior classmates saw the situation and did not say "I'm sorry" and fled. A female student in grades three or four, ran to the lower classmates, rubbed his arm and said something to comfort him.

It may also be social morality and beauty. One day, my mother took me to my grandmother's house. After my mother and I got on the bus, I saw that there were only two seats left, and I quickly sat up. About half an hour or so, a white-haired old man got on the bus. I remembered that Teacher Lu had said before: "The old man wants to give up." This sentence immediately appeared in my mind, I just got ready to give up, But it was taken by an aunt behind me to give the old man a seat. However, suddenly the bus driver braked a sudden brake, and the old man did not sit still, then fell to the aunt's side, causing the aunt to fall a lot. Everyone in the car hangs up, afraid of the old man, but the aunt did not get angry, but also helped the old man to sit on the seat again. This scene, let everyone in the car sincerely praise the aunt.

On the way out of school, I saw a car driver knocked down an elderly man who was walking. The driver did not leave after seeing the situation. Instead, he helped the old man and rushed to a nearby hospital. After the hospital checked the old man's body, the old man's family came over. I learned that the old man was really unconscious when he was too bloated. However, it was learned that the driver of the car sent the old man to the hospital without anyone seeing him hitting the person. The relatives of the old man eliminated the original resentment against the driver of the car and admire him very much. In the following months, the car driver stayed with the old man to take care of him until the old man recovered and was discharged. In fact, after the driver crashed the old man, he could leave him alone, and he did not have a camera or other passers-by. He could run away, but he did not do so. It was a hero. This kind of behavior is another kind of beauty, good heart and beauty.

Everywhere in life is beauty, beauty, beauty, and beauty, but the heart is more beautiful.

First grade: Yan Chengwu