The neighboring child is quiet and blind.

Spring is here, and the greenery of the community is flourishing. Peach blossoms, rose flowers. The rich floral fragrance attracts quiet. This little girl lingers in the fragrance of flowers all day.

In the morning, I was doing exercises on the path inside the green space, and quietly shuttled among the flowers. She walked smoothly, without stumbling. Quietly stopped before a rose flower. She stretched out her hands slowly, and under the guidance of the fragrance of flowers, reached out to a rose flower with dewdrops very accurately. I almost shouted, because a patterned butterfly is stopping on the rose flower.

It was a miracle that the quiet fingers closed quietly and even caught the butterfly! The butterfly with open eyes was caught by the magical spirit of the blind girl. The butterfly fluttered between her fingers, and the quiet face was full of surprise. This is a brand new experience, the quiet mind came to a place she had never experienced.

I stood quietly, looking quietly. I seemed to see her colorful inner world, and in a moment, I was deeply moved.

In the depths of spring, the spring light is felt quietly and carefully. A long time later, she opened her fingers, the butterfly fluttered away and flew away, and looked up quietly. A quiet arc must be drawn across the quiet heart at this moment! Butterfly crossed an extremely beautiful curve in her eight-year-old life, describing the concept of flying.

I did not alarm the quiet. Everyone has the right to life and anyone can create a colorful world of their own. This fragrant morning, quietly told me this truth.