曾经有一段时间，我的生活有些困难。我感到沮丧，整天皱著眉头，
没有人能让我振奋。
有一天，我去公园休息。有一张空的长凳，我坐了下来。出乎我的意料，一个小男孩来到我身边，像是玩得累了，他站在我面前，非常兴奋地说：「看看我找到的！」我低头一看，只见他手中抓著一朵小花，一朵枯萎的花，花瓣是干的。我心想： 「真可怜，一朵枯萎的花 ！就像我潦倒的生活」！我想让他走开，所以我假装微笑，然后转身走开。
然而，他没走，反而走过来坐在我旁边。 「这香味确实很好，它一定很美丽！这就是为什么我把它捡起来」，他说。
「这个给你。」我知道我不得不接过，否则他可能永远不会离开。所以我伸手接过花说：「谢谢你。」我等待着，但那男孩没把手中的花给我，他只拿著花一动也不动。但直到这时我才发现，小男孩看不见，他是个盲人。
我的声音颤抖着，泪水沿着我的脸颊淌下。我拿著花说：「谢谢你！你选了一朵最好的。」
「别客气！」男孩回答得很开心，然后就跑了。
我被深深地感动了。男孩看不见，但在他的想象中，世界是美丽的。我看到枯萎的花瓣，但他却“看”到美丽的花朵。也许他才是真能看见，他用心眼来看，而我却瞎了一辈子，我没看到生命美好的一面。
我把花拿近鼻子，深吸了一口气。我闻到它的香味，这确实是最美丽的花。
~~~~~~~~~纯人手翻译，欢迎采纳~~~~~~~~~
原文如下：
There was a time when I had some difficulties in my life. I felt depressed and frowned all day long. Nobody could cheer me up.
One day I went to the park for a rest. There was an empty bench and I sat down. To my surprise, a young boy came around. He looked tired from playing. He stood in front of me and said with great excitement. "Look what I have found!" I looked down and saw a small flower lying in his hands. It was a withering flower. Its petals were dry. I thought to myself. "What a pitiful dead flower - just like my depressing life!" I wanted him to go away, so I faked a smile and then turned my back.
However, instead of walking away, he came to sit down next to me. "It surely smells good and it's beautiful, too!" That's why I picked it up", he said.
"Here, it's for you." I knew I had to take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower and said, "Thank you." I waited, but the boy didn't put the flower in my hand. He just held the flower and didn't move. It was not until then I noticed the boy couldn't see anything. He was blind.
My voice quivered and tears ran down my cheeks. I took the flower and said, "Thank you! You have picked up the best one."
"You are welcome!" the boy replied happily, and then ran away.
I was deeply moved. The boy couldn't see, but in his imagination, the world was beautiful. When I saw withering petals, he "saw" a beautiful flower. Perhaps he was the one who had true sight in his heart, while I had been blind for all those times, I failed to appreciate the bright side of life.
I held the flower to my nose and took a deep breath. I smelled the fragrance of it. It was indeed the most beautiful flower.
没有人能让我振奋。
有一天，我去公园休息。有一张空的长凳，我坐了下来。出乎我的意料，一个小男孩来到我身边，像是玩得累了，他站在我面前，非常兴奋地说：「看看我找到的！」我低头一看，只见他手中抓著一朵小花，一朵枯萎的花，花瓣是干的。我心想： 「真可怜，一朵枯萎的花 ！就像我潦倒的生活」！我想让他走开，所以我假装微笑，然后转身走开。
然而，他没走，反而走过来坐在我旁边。 「这香味确实很好，它一定很美丽！这就是为什么我把它捡起来」，他说。
「这个给你。」我知道我不得不接过，否则他可能永远不会离开。所以我伸手接过花说：「谢谢你。」我等待着，但那男孩没把手中的花给我，他只拿著花一动也不动。但直到这时我才发现，小男孩看不见，他是个盲人。
我的声音颤抖着，泪水沿着我的脸颊淌下。我拿著花说：「谢谢你！你选了一朵最好的。」
「别客气！」男孩回答得很开心，然后就跑了。
我被深深地感动了。男孩看不见，但在他的想象中，世界是美丽的。我看到枯萎的花瓣，但他却“看”到美丽的花朵。也许他才是真能看见，他用心眼来看，而我却瞎了一辈子，我没看到生命美好的一面。
我把花拿近鼻子，深吸了一口气。我闻到它的香味，这确实是最美丽的花。
~~~~~~~~~纯人手翻译，欢迎采纳~~~~~~~~~
原文如下：
There was a time when I had some difficulties in my life. I felt depressed and frowned all day long. Nobody could cheer me up.
One day I went to the park for a rest. There was an empty bench and I sat down. To my surprise, a young boy came around. He looked tired from playing. He stood in front of me and said with great excitement. "Look what I have found!" I looked down and saw a small flower lying in his hands. It was a withering flower. Its petals were dry. I thought to myself. "What a pitiful dead flower - just like my depressing life!" I wanted him to go away, so I faked a smile and then turned my back.
However, instead of walking away, he came to sit down next to me. "It surely smells good and it's beautiful, too!" That's why I picked it up", he said.
"Here, it's for you." I knew I had to take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower and said, "Thank you." I waited, but the boy didn't put the flower in my hand. He just held the flower and didn't move. It was not until then I noticed the boy couldn't see anything. He was blind.
My voice quivered and tears ran down my cheeks. I took the flower and said, "Thank you! You have picked up the best one."
"You are welcome!" the boy replied happily, and then ran away.
I was deeply moved. The boy couldn't see, but in his imagination, the world was beautiful. When I saw withering petals, he "saw" a beautiful flower. Perhaps he was the one who had true sight in his heart, while I had been blind for all those times, I failed to appreciate the bright side of life.
I held the flower to my nose and took a deep breath. I smelled the fragrance of it. It was indeed the most beautiful flower.
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