In the face of the infinity of the world, the knowledge in our short life is negligible.
In the face of the infinity of the world, the knowledge in our short life is negligible.

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Deep in the mountains, when the velvet flowers were blooming, she was born with a beautiful face and pink toot. Grandma looked at the tall velvet tree outside the window and named her velvet; when she was six years old in the spring of a serious illness, Because the doctor misdiagnosed and gave her the wrong medicine, she became a deaf child. At this time, the big velvet tree in the courtyard was in full swing, but the hearts of the family seemed to be in the ice cellar.
The father and mother sighed and changed her name to Rongrong. The parents' intention is that every grass on the mountain will bloom, and the daughter is also a small grass on the mountain. Flowers bloomed in her ears, so that she could hear again - this wonderful world.

In the silent world, everything has no color, and life without color seems to have no meaning to live.
Her dull eyes, her words are getting less and less every day, her parents are distressed, but they are powerless to change the direction of fate. One day, in order to please her, grandma quietly left a few flowers for her when she was cutting the window grilles for the bride. Looking at the bright red window grilles, her eyes brightened and she was beaming all day, she posted them. In front of her own small window, she stared at them in a daze and smiled. One day, she used the old workbook used by her brother to draw a picture of scissors. This root was cut, and the stem was cut. How many times, she was exhausted with sweat all over her face. In the end, she screamed and ran down to the parents and grandma who had just entered the house. Her happiness penetrated into everyone's eyes and hearts like the wind. The adults discussed that grandma would stop working in the fields and teach her to cut window grilles at home.

From then on, in the village and outside the village, the red and white happy events in a radius of many miles, need to cut paper flowers of this kind, they all come to beg her and grandma, grandma is getting older and more beautiful, and the work of paper-cutting flowers is slowly completed. on the furry hand.
People found that although Rongrong had only attended school for one year, he was very smart. He not only cut flowers and grass, but also cut the characters according to the Spring Festival couplets: "Fu Rudonghai, Longevity Bi Nanshan", "Spring in the Garden", "Going out". See you"... After being loved and recognized by people, Rongrong was more eager to learn more characters, her father taught her, and her mother taught her.

She wanted to learn more characters. One day, she went to the primary school in the village by herself and found Mrs. Li who had taught her for a year. She moved step by step. Wherever Mrs. Li went, she followed Mr. Li. Xiaorongrong took Mrs. Li's hand. , wrote in the palm of her hand, "I want to go to school", and then she pointed to her heart and her head—Mr. Li hesitated, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, my mother searched all over the village to find this place. Teacher Li was very embarrassed to explain to her mother, and her mother was helpless because of her daughter's stubborn thoughts. She and her daughter asked Teacher Li together: "Let her come to the audition, how much you learn... "In this way, Rongrong became a special extra-staff. She ignores the ridicule of others and the teasing of her friends, she just tries her best to learn, can't hear how to learn? She looked at the teacher's lips and touched her own lips. Her experience came from speech experience before the age of six.
The elder brother, who went out to study, brought her a beautiful "Paper-cutting Compendium" from outside the mountain. The elder brother told her that it was a "folk art". Taking advantage of the holiday, her brother taught her a poem in English, which was translated into 24 words. The night before her brother left, she cut them all out - "Don't forget to emit fragrance just because you are sad. Where is it? Existence, blooms wherever."
My brother was shocked by her "word cutting", which formed a beautiful picture - countless flowers blooming on both ears!
If you look closely, there are flowers blooming in every stroke of every word, every word is a flower, and together, it is her name, and many flowers bloom on her ears. She stroked her words, these flowers, and smiled like a flower. My brother photographed them together and put them on the blog, which immediately attracted a lot of attention. She and her blossoming words and blossoming ears have become popular on the Internet. A private special education school found her and admitted her for free. She then went to the private school's middle school and then to its university. After that, she represented the private school in an international folk performance and won the championship in one fell swoop.
When people marveled at her blooming beauty, she revealed her secret with a smile: "Don't forget to give off fragrance just because you are sad..." Her paper-cuts still form the same picture - a pair of ears with flowers...
Deep in the mountains, in front of her house, the velvet flower was in full bloom. The white-haired parents were under the tree, looking at the green grass that covered the mountains. Son also has her own flowers!

Deep in the mountains, when the velvet flowers were blooming, she was born with a beautiful face and pink toot. Grandma looked at the tall velvet tree outside the window and named her velvet; when she was six years old in the spring of a serious illness, Because the doctor misdiagnosed and gave her the wrong medicine, she became a deaf child. At this time, the big velvet tree in the courtyard was in full swing, but the hearts of the family seemed to be in the ice cellar.
The father and mother sighed and changed her name to Rongrong. The parents' intention is that every grass on the mountain will bloom, and the daughter is also a small grass on the mountain. Flowers bloomed in her ears, so that she could hear again - this wonderful world.

In the silent world, everything has no color, and life without color seems to have no meaning to live.
Her dull eyes, her words are getting less and less every day, her parents are distressed, but they are powerless to change the direction of fate. One day, in order to please her, grandma quietly left a few flowers for her when she was cutting the window grilles for the bride. Looking at the bright red window grilles, her eyes brightened and she was beaming all day, she posted them. In front of her own small window, she stared at them in a daze and smiled. One day, she used the old workbook used by her brother to draw a picture of scissors. This root was cut, and the stem was cut. How many times, she was exhausted with sweat all over her face. In the end, she screamed and ran down to the parents and grandma who had just entered the house. Her happiness penetrated into everyone's eyes and hearts like the wind. The adults discussed that grandma would stop working in the fields and teach her to cut window grilles at home.

From then on, in the village and outside the village, the red and white happy events in a radius of many miles, need to cut paper flowers of this kind, they all come to beg her and grandma, grandma is getting older and more beautiful, and the work of paper-cutting flowers is slowly completed. on the furry hand.
People found that although Rongrong had only attended school for one year, he was very smart. He not only cut flowers and grass, but also cut the characters according to the Spring Festival couplets: "Fu Rudonghai, Longevity Bi Nanshan", "Spring in the Garden", "Going out". See you"... After being loved and recognized by people, Rongrong was more eager to learn more characters, her father taught her, and her mother taught her.

She wanted to learn more characters. One day, she went to the primary school in the village by herself and found Mrs. Li who had taught her for a year. She moved step by step. Wherever Mrs. Li went, she followed Mr. Li. Xiaorongrong took Mrs. Li's hand. , wrote in the palm of her hand, "I want to go to school", and then she pointed to her heart and her head—Mr. Li hesitated, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, my mother searched all over the village to find this place. Teacher Li was very embarrassed to explain to her mother, and her mother was helpless because of her daughter's stubborn thoughts. She and her daughter asked Teacher Li together: "Let her come to the audition, how much you learn... "In this way, Rongrong became a special extra-staff. She ignores the ridicule of others and the teasing of her friends, she just tries her best to learn, can't hear how to learn? She looked at the teacher's lips and touched her own lips. Her experience came from speech experience before the age of six.
The elder brother, who went out to study, brought her a beautiful "Paper-cutting Compendium" from outside the mountain. The elder brother told her that it was a "folk art". Taking advantage of the holiday, her brother taught her a poem in English, which was translated into 24 words. The night before her brother left, she cut them all out - "Don't forget to emit fragrance just because you are sad. Where is it? Existence, blooms wherever."
My brother was shocked by her "word cutting", which formed a beautiful picture - countless flowers blooming on both ears!
If you look closely, there are flowers blooming in every stroke of every word, every word is a flower, and together, it is her name, and many flowers bloom on her ears. She stroked her words, these flowers, and smiled like a flower. My brother photographed them together and put them on the blog, which immediately attracted a lot of attention. She and her blossoming words and blossoming ears have become popular on the Internet. A private special education school found her and admitted her for free. She then went to the private school's middle school and then to its university. After that, she represented the private school in an international folk performance and won the championship in one fell swoop.
When people marveled at her blooming beauty, she revealed her secret with a smile: "Don't forget to give off fragrance just because you are sad..." Her paper-cuts still form the same picture - a pair of ears with flowers...
Deep in the mountains, in front of her house, the velvet flower was in full bloom. The white-haired parents were under the tree, looking at the green grass that covered the mountains. Son also has her own flowers!
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