Jason Choi


Beauty


Beauty is the best treasure for one’s eyes.
It is a fact that no one can deny.
But beauty is not only for the windows to our souls,
It can also be a precious for our souls, minds, or both!

The beauty of a painting is not the canvas’ look,
Instead, it’s the hard work and time to finish it the painter took.

The beauty of a bird is not the way its graceful wings move,
But rather the way it nurtures its infants till they become youth.

The beauty of a person is not his or her appearance,
But instead, one’s kindness and benevolence.

The beauty of the world is not about countries or cities,
But actually how the people live in harmony.

Beauty is the best precious for one’s eyes.
It is a truth that no one can deny.
But beauty is not only a feast for our eyes,
It is a basic need for all of our lives!

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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