Because I’m a Girl’s Classic Emotional Essay

I believe many people have seen the Korean MTV “Because I’m a Girl” that has been circulated on the Internet for a long time. It evoked tears of sadness from many people.

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Because it was an autumn afternoon for the woman, and the sun shone lazily on the trees on both sides of the road. Through the shadows of the leaves, the sun looked particularly bright. , like a child’s smiling face. The flying leaves, like tired butterflies, make their final glide from the trees and fall to the ground. She was walking on this familiar road, on her way to work, stepping on the fallen leaves, step by step. He chose such a bright afternoon to carry out his work - photography. He loves this job more than his own life. His eyes are as penetrating as sunlight, as if he can capture every wonderful moment and preserve them forever in the form of photos.

When he was very young, after a heavy rain, his most beloved flower fell and its fragrance fell after the ruthless rain. He cried for a long time, but it also made him understand a truth: when When you no longer own something, the only thing you can do is not forget it. As a result, he became obsessed with photography - an art that can capture every beautiful moment.

At this time, he skillfully installed the camera, adjusted the focus, and the model also assumed the most beautiful pose. Everything should be as perfect as it has been repeated a thousand times. But - she appeared in his life. Just like that sentence: She rushed into his life without preparation, and she rushed into his lens without preparation. Everything is perfect as an illusion. In an instant, under the bright light of the flash, her beautiful face was reflected, and the fragrance of a girl exuded from her body was preserved forever. His camera left this pure white face. And all this remains in memories. Her presence interrupted his work, for which she apologized out of habit. When they looked at each other, she saw the light in his eyes and was struck by it. He also saw her eyes, bright and penetrating, like a mountain stream, crystal clear. None of them noticed that his assistant, Xiaoye, was also watching her.

When he saw those beautiful eyes, he just admired them. Perhaps because of his profession, he had seen many girls with beautiful eyes, but none of them could move his heart, because the souls under most beautiful eyes were not equally beautiful. They separated like this, not cherishing this arrangement of fate. He returned to the studio and developed the photo. In those eyes, he saw something he hadn't seen for a long time, which gently shook his heart. He suddenly wanted to find her, maybe just because of the professional connection. He thought she was very suitable to be his model, but after all, Fang Zong was nowhere to be found.

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Destiny will not stop here. Not long after, he was told by his brothers and sisters that he went to a hair salon, where she worked. There, she spotted him first, his eyes still so bright. He took off his hat just to wash his hair. This is when she came over quietly, took the faucet from her companion, and washed his hair. Since the last separation, her shadow has always appeared in her mind, lingering. His smiling face and his bright eyes all captured her heart. Meeting him again at this time, she decided not to miss it again. She rinsed his hair gently with water and stroked it tenderly with her hands. Gently apply foam and look at his face quietly, thinking of his honest smile and his eyes as gentle as sea water. Perhaps she was so focused that she forgot about the foam in her hand, and the foam fell into his bright eyes. He was quietly closing his eyes, enjoying the gentle touch, when suddenly there was a sharp pain, and something entered his eyes, which was foam. He was very upset about this and was about to get angry when he suddenly saw that beautiful face and clear eyes. That was the girl he was looking for. Because he had something to do, he hurriedly left his address and left.

Perhaps accidentally, he forgot his hat. It brought an opportunity to her, or to them, and she went to return his hat. In the studio, they met again. Xiaoye was very happy and found many opportunities to talk to her, and then he came out. She put the hat into his hand. Seeing her, he remembered the last time he put foam in his eyes, and he subconsciously touched his eyes. She was very embarrassed and hurriedly apologized to him. Just like that, they started chatting without paying attention to Xiaoye next to them. He approached her with the idea of ??taking her picture. In order to apologize and to be close to him, she agreed without hesitation.

She looked a little shy in front of the camera, but she looked very charming under her black sweater. He recorded this moment. Under his training, she gradually let go, and her liveliness was recorded one by one.

So, they naturally became brothers and sisters. She also became more and more convinced that she loved him. She always went to his studio during her breaks, where they spent many perfect hours together. They went to see a movie together, "The Little Mermaid", ate their favorite ice cream together, and watched the sunrise together. They even go out racing together. Xiaoye always asks her to be his partner, but she always sits in his car every time. They were speeding on the highway, experiencing the pleasure of speed. She would hold on to his clothes tightly every time. Only at this time could she get as close to him as possible.

But she has never dared to express her love to him because she was afraid that if he refused, she might not even be able to become brothers and sisters. She cherishes the time she spends with him.

When they were together, they all talked about their future. She said that she most hopes to live quietly with the person she loves. He will always regard herself as the most beautiful and lovely girl in the world. When they are old, they will support each other until the end, face death calmly, and be able to Going to death with the person you love most is also a kind of beauty. But he didn't say anything, just looked ahead quietly. She couldn't guess what he was thinking.

The moments flowed as regularly as water, and two years passed like this.

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He continued to take photos of her. One day, while he was developing photos, he received a call from her. It was raining and she forgot to bring her umbrella. After hearing this, he put the developer on the shelf, took two umbrellas and went out. In fact, taking an umbrella for herself was just a way for her to test him. In the rain, he arrived as requested, held up an umbrella for her, and used another one for himself. She was angry and thought she could hold an umbrella with him. She threw away the umbrella angrily and left. He hurriedly stepped forward and held up the only umbrella for her, and they walked together in the rain.

The next day, she came to his studio. She was very angry that he didn't see what she meant. She wondered if she should tell him her love in a more direct way. She found a photo of herself, which was a photo of herself making a kissing gesture. She cut it out and pasted it on his photo, where she seemed to be kissing him. She thought that if he saw this photo, he would understand what she meant. While posting the photo on the wall, she knocked over the juice on the table and spilled it on her clothes. So she changed into his clothes, which were beautiful. Just then he came in and saw her. He admired her new creativity and picked up the camera again out of habit, but found that there was no film. She went to find it immediately, hoping that he would find the photo he had posted on the wall. She looked familiarly in the developing room. On the shelf, because it was very high, she struggled to reach it, but accidentally knocked over the bottle of developer he had placed there. The developer fell from the sky, sprinkled on her face, and flowed into her eyes.

Perhaps it was fate that she got the foam into his eyes at first, but this time he indirectly got the developer into her eyes.

She slipped, her beautiful eyes closed tightly.

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He sent her to the hospital. He knew best that the developer was very corrosive and her eyes might not be saved. Sure enough, the doctor told him that if the cornea was not found immediately, her eyes might never be opened. At this moment, there are no corneas left in the hospital. He left in pain. Back in the studio, he held his head helplessly, suddenly saw the photo, and instantly understood her love for herself, but it all seemed too late. He might lose her. He didn't know how to deal with her, he didn't know how to deal with this matter, just like when he was a child and saw his beloved flower wither, he was helpless.

Perhaps this is just him, he has a hard time making decisions when faced with huge odds. When facing the loss, he couldn't fight for it, he could only look at it silently, hoping to get it forever in his memory. He loved her, but he was more afraid of losing it, so he never dared to say it, or even believe it when he saw her hints. Just like a mollusk living in a shell, it is afraid of invasion from the outside world. Although it longs for sunlight, it is also afraid of the heat of the sun. Living in your own world forever, you can only peek into the outside world. Sunshine can only be a memory, something you can never get. What you can't get is always the best, he once told himself. There is a type of person who is powerless when it comes to dealing with problems. They are afraid of getting hurt, but the fact is that when they avoid it, they are hurting themselves.

Perhaps, we should let all this become a memory - he thought. The escape began.

He began to reminisce. We have traveled to the places they walked together - before we lose it, remember it quickly!

He began to doubt whether his approach was correct. Because she has always occupied an important position in his heart. He couldn't let her go anymore. He started racing, riding on the highway that he had ridden countless times before on his motorcycle. He is making a decision. The car reached the end, and his thoughts ended.

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I guard dreams as fragile as bubbles. Joy has just begun, but sadness has already lurked.

Slowly I opened my eyes. The first thing that appeared in front of me was the sunshine that I had not seen for a long time. It was so dazzling, and then my relatives, brothers and sisters. He was not there, and my heart seemed to be hurt. Xiaoye was holding the cake and celebrating my return to the light, but at this time he was not by my side.

I heard from the doctors that when I almost had no hope, they found a suitable cornea for me at a hospital in another city and successfully performed the surgery on me. And he still never came to see me. After the operation, I resumed my old life. Xiaoye often came to see me, but he refused to tell me where he had gone. Where is he? I miss him so much. I went to his studio again - a place I've been to countless times. But the difference is that Xiaoye took me there this time. In his studio, I found that photo. I guess he had already seen it because he had torn it open and took away half of me.

Why did he do this? I don't understand, I really don't understand.

In my dreams with him, I always cry. I don't want to dream about him anymore, I'm so scared, I don't want to see him only in my dreams. But every sad night, he would always come out of my heart step by step with that sad dream and look at me with sad eyes. His eyes are so blurry that I can't see clearly. I can no longer read his eyes. I know that he finally walked out of my world. There is nothing I can do to save it, just because I was born a woman.

I am still eating my favorite ice cream and watching the movie "Little Mouse". The little mouse is still so cute. I remember when watching this movie, I thought to myself stupidly, if I can fall in love with you, let us be a pair of little mice, fall in love clumsily, live in a daze, cuddle clumsily, silly We are so stupid together that even if the mountains are closed by winter snow, we can still nest in the warm haystack, love you happily, and love you! At this moment, although this little mouse is still there, the one who used to watch movies with me and listen to what I say The man is no longer here. Before he left, he slashed my heart with a knife. While eating the ice cream, I shed tears. Why can’t perfect things last forever?

Tears flowed through my still beautiful eyes. Normally, he would have taken a photo of it and wiped my tears. By the way, he hasn’t taken a photo of me crying yet! Because I have never cried since I was with him. Unknowingly, I thought of him again, damn it. I was cleaning the mirror when I vaguely saw him appearing at the door again. I immediately turned around and found it was Xiaoye. He brought me a magazine with me on the cover, the same photo he took of me when I first met him. The fallen leaves at that time were so beautiful, perhaps it also confirmed that our love will be like falling leaves!

My heart hurts. Still can't forget him. Not only is he doing something right now, he may be with another girl.

On this day, we broke up. I hope I can be happy and find someone better than you. You, like other boys, have forgotten everything you said. To be honest, I don't expect you to be happy. I'm worried that if you can find a girl more beautiful than me and live happily, then you will really forget about me. I was so sad and my heart was in a state of turmoil.

I think I love you too deeply. It's not good to take advantage of the kind nature of girls who can do anything for love. As a woman, it is so difficult to be loved. Although I am scolding you, I love you so much in my heart. Because I regard love as everything - I am a woman.

I started traveling around, either to forget him or to meet him. I don’t know what it meant to me. In another city, I actually met him. He still looks the same, but he wears a pair of sunglasses and there is only a dog in front of him. I walked forward quietly and wanted to ask what happened. A gust of wind blew by, and a photo next to him was blown away by the wind. It was the photo he took of me when we first met. For some reason, he didn't seem to see me walking in front of him. He seemed to suddenly think of something, and touched the photo next to him. Looking at his clumsy movements, I suddenly understood everything.

With tears in my eyes, I picked up the photo for him. Suddenly, the string in my heart was plucked, and tears flowed out like a bank.

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When I got home, I saw a photo, which was put together. The combined appearance turned out to be her kissing me. I suddenly understood that she also loved me. I have always thought that I was in unrequited love. I didn't dare to tell her, for fear of being rejected by her. I have always only regarded her as my model to numb myself, restrict myself, and prevent myself from having any wrong thoughts. It turned out that she had been hinting at me all along, but I didn't even notice it. The pleasure I have been pursuing so hard is actually at my fingertips, and I only discovered it when I lost it. This may be the biggest punishment for me! She has done so many things for me, but I am indifferent.

I rode the motorcycle again, flying at the fastest speed. When I reached the end, I finally pulled out the key with relief and took it out. I have always been most afraid of change and fear that I would not adapt, so I have never dared to poke my head out of my shell. Now, it's time to make a change. I want to donate my cornea to her.

I started to pack up my things, everything. Including the motorcycle model she gave me, the hat she returned to me, and the photos I took for her. I know very well the consequences of donating my cornea to her. In order to prevent her from being sad, I have to let her forget about me first. I tore the photo apart and ruthlessly put the half that belonged to her back. Before leaving, I asked Xiaoye to take care of her. I knew that Xiaoye also loved her. Being with Xiaoye will make her happy, although this happiness has nothing to do with me. To love someone, as long as she is happy, that pleasure does not necessarily come from yourself. I understood a lot at this moment.

I don’t know if this is the right thing to do, I just know that this is the only way to save her, and I have no choice.

When I told the doctor that I wanted to donate my cornea to her, the doctor was not too surprised. She said to me calmly: "Young man, I won't object to you if you do this, because everyone has the right to choose, and the body is his own and has the potential to dominate.

I am also very moved by your love, but have you thought about the consequences of doing so? I have seen too many people who love each other earth-shatteringly, but as time goes by, their love slowly fades. The reason for falling in love in the first place became the reason for breaking up later. You donated your corneas to her. You have to think clearly about whether she will still love you when she recovers. "

After hearing this, I said to the doctor: "Thank you very much. I have already thought about the future." Please don't tell her that I donated it for her. I only have this request, and I hope you can agree. "

In the end, the doctor agreed to my request. During the operation, I looked at her unconscious on the other bed, and I had indescribable feelings in my heart. I held her hand tightly, Said softly, everything will be fine when you wake up. As the doctor separated us, a blindfold covered my face.

I left the hospital immediately after the operation. When the nurse helped me walk through the corridor, I could clearly feel her walking towards me on the other side, but I didn't say goodbye, my love.

When my eyes healed, I went to another city and bought a guide dog. I will spend the rest of my life with it. I will still think of her often and think about her response at this time. Is Xiaoye fine? I wonder what she will think of me, but it doesn’t matter as long as she is happy.

On this day, I suddenly felt a familiar feeling while sitting outside. The feeling made me suddenly wonder if she was beside me. This was of course impossible. The wind blew the photo of her that I carried with me to the ground. It was my only property. The person with the familiar feeling helped me. I picked it up, and I am very grateful to her.

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If someone asks me, I will say: "There is a girl I love deeply, although I can't be with her. However, I still love her deeply. ”

Selected two beautiful articles:

Because you are a girl

----Written after the baby was born

Because of you You are a girl, so when you come to this colorful world, you shoulder the special mission given to you by mankind - to work hard for the long-term continuation of mankind.

Because you are a girl. , so from the first time you cried after your birth, you may not have understood the suffering and pain you will endure in the future, but God is so unfair, and the heavy responsibility it has given you has been hidden in your body, and you cannot get rid of it. You can't refuse that kind of responsibility. Because, unless you become a cynical rebel in the future - become a nun or never enter the marriage hall.

Because you are a girl, so from your sensible point of view. From that day on, you will deliberately dress yourself up and lay the foundation for your future to be loved. Therefore, no matter you are a heroine or a heroine; no matter you are a government official or a millionaire; No matter how outstanding or different you are; your gender determines your destiny, that is, you will always go to the grave of love-getting married.

Whether it’s a relationship or marriage. , it is so attractive to young men and women full of youthful vitality, just like the law of gravity. What boys most eagerly hope for and look forward to when they get married may be their sexual desire and the joy of self-relationship. The "first time" that a girl wants may involve heartbreaking pain. Marriage for a boy means starting a family, and getting married for a girl means having children. The relationship between boys and girls is long-lasting. Nature has given human beings inherent instincts, and of course they all have the right to satisfy themselves. The "fire" in boys' bodies will burn wildly from time to time, while girls are "passive" in most cases, whether they are active or passive. Whatever, let’s put it aside, but every time I accept a boy’s caress, there will be more or less doubt in my heart - will I be pregnant with a baby this time?

Whether it is fear or doubt, No matter it is hope or expectation; the new life is finally hidden in your body. When "Eve" gives you a new mission - after the pregnancy begins, you who used to be slim and tall become a "stupid" with a wide waist and a round body. "Mother-in-law", I can't blame you for your laziness, because the mission you shoulder is far more important than dressing up!

When you gave birth, you endured something that thousands of boys in the world have never experienced. The pain is like wandering in the gate of hell, you are like staggering in front of the palace of the king of hell.

In "confinement", you can't choose the food, monotonous meals and various kinds of food. This kind of "restraint" makes you feel like you are in jail, losing yourself and losing your freedom in the world!

Because you are a girl, raising children has become your inherent duty, and the child has always peed. You want to vomit when you see feces and urine, but you have no choice but to wash your child's diaper. The child's cry is connected to your heart; the child is hungry, and your "golden mother" who has never been seen before has now become a "golden mother". If you are a "dog mother", no matter whether your uncle or your parents-in-law are in front of you, you will not care at all, you will be generous to your children, open your breasts and breasts, and let your children suck as much as they can! Sometimes you can't take care of eating, and sometimes your eyes are swollen. Despite this, you still have to shoulder the burden of life, and you still have to deal with your husband's "entanglement."

The pain and suffering you endured, you never cried out to others!

Perhaps all of this may seem insignificant to others, but this is where your greatness lies! Although you should do this because you are a girl, how many boys in the world know how to thank girls while being grateful to their mothers?

Because you are a girl, you are the greatest! I hope that all boys with conscience in the world, while being grateful to their mothers, will also learn and understand to be grateful to girls!

Selected three beautiful articles:

Because she is a woman

I have read such a story:

In 1925, he presided over the excavation of Egyptian maps When Howard Carter of Tankamon Mausoleum opened the king's golden coffin, he was surprised to find that the mummy of the 18-year-old king had a small wreath on the forehead, which the young queen gave to her late husband.

This warm and romantic scene made countless people sigh. How lucky the young king was. When his living tree of life died, he was lucky not to get the gold, but to get a bouquet of the most beautiful flowers in the world. Cherish the company of flowers. And how lucky I am that, separated by 3,300 years of time and space, I cannot see the face of the young queen, but I can see her blurred eyes and infinite emotions.

A thin woman with begonia flowers, whose innocent feelings have just bloomed, then become a lonely figure at dusk. She sighed, picked a bouquet of fragrant garlands, and buried her feelings together...

In this life, when she thinks of love, she will feel happy; when she thinks of someone, she will sit quietly and shed tears.

Because she is a woman, all the delicacies are contained in a bouquet of flowers;

Because she is a woman, everything in heaven and on earth will always accompany her.

Because she is a woman, I really want to use rouge to lightly dye the sadness on her lips, and use powder to lightly wipe the tears on her cheeks.

The memory of the color of smoke is beautiful, but far away from the Tang Dynasty.

Peking University professor Kong Qingdong clearly pointed out that the history of human civilization was largely driven by the development of literati and brothel girls. I used to find this sentence incomprehensible. Privately, I think that "brothel" can only be regarded as a "broken flower" in the cultural fringe. It has no benefit to the history of the development of civilization in a country, let alone contains huge culture. Later, I gradually understood that brothels in ancient times were also divided into two types: state-owned and private. The state-run is an officially established art rehearsal institution, in which artists are proficient in poetry, poetry, singing and dancing.

Historical records show that Wu Sangui opened Shanhaiguan and freed the Qing people to take over the Central Plains for the Kunshan singing girl Chen Yuanyuan. What kind of woman was Chen Yuanyuan? She is "elegant in appearance, beautiful in forehead", can sing and dance well, is the best in sex and art, and has the demeanor of a celebrity. Every time he performed, he was so bright and beautiful that when he won the title, "the audience was heartbroken." It is no wonder that Wu Sangui initially "lamented that all the six armies were naked, and was angry for the beauty." Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, was a man of poetry, wine, and debauchery. He was fond of banquets and travels, but he was worried about the country and the people. In the brothel of "Mooring at Qinhuai", he was full of sadness, facing the singing and dancing women, and wrote: "The smoke cage is cold, the water is caged by the moon, and the sand is caged." "At night, I stayed in Qinhuai near a restaurant. The merchant girl didn't know the hatred of losing her country, but she still sang "Flowers in the Back Garden" across the river." And Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" "comes out after calling for thousands of times, still holding the pipa half-hiding her face", which expresses the sadness and frustration of the ancient brothel women. When a woman finishes singing, she gets up, "I am tired and want to sleep, you can go", As a result, "the sound is so sad that it doesn't sound like moving forward, and the whole audience is crying after hearing it again."

Because of Bai Juyi’s sympathetic sigh of “we are both fallen people at the end of the world, why should we have known each other before meeting”, because of Liu’s sobs of “a leaf suddenly announces autumn with the wind, even if you come” , because of the low self-esteem of "Don't climb on me, climbing on me is too biased. I am Qujiang Linchi Liu, this person broke that person's climbing", I began to hate the millions of soldiers of the Tang Dynasty in front of a 37-year-old girl It was very ungentlemanly to hang the unarmed Yang Yuhuan to death on Maweipo. Looking at their laughter and tears, I heard the low cry from the Tang Dynasty: My life longs to be collected, properly placed, and carefully preserved to prevent me from being surprised, from suffering, from wandering around, and from being without branches. Keyi...

Between tears, the woman at that time stood up under Professor Kong's pen. If there was a Buddha in the Spring and Autumn Period, she would have lost all her black hair.

A book, a cup of tea, and a quiet girl should be a beautiful picture. Although a little lonely, it exudes a faint fragrance like the plum blossoms in the corner. Baby Annie said: Your heart should remain like this, with a slight tension of exertion, no relaxation, and a certain calmness towards uncertainty. Injury is carrying, silence is expansion, and the end is a new beginning. In this way, I will respect your heart.

Since I was young, I have always admired a female star. She is elegant in manners, beautiful in appearance, kind and loving. She is like an orchid in a deep valley, filled with a faint fragrance and elegance, and her speech and behavior reveal a cultural atmosphere. and cultivation. I often think that such a girl must be in a good school. Only through such girls can boys go to a wider world.

Until many years later, I saw her talk show again on the weekend. At that time, she was wearing a white strapless dress. Although she was graceful, her collarbone was full of dry wrinkles, which was unbearable to see. , a piece of jade suddenly fell to the ground in my heart, shattered again and again, unwilling to pick it up. I thought about how cruel and ruthless I was. She bloomed rapidly in the most beautiful years, like a fully stretched bow, stretched to the extreme, but could not withstand the wind and frost. After erosion, it is sealed by time and sinks to the bottom of the sea. The decline of idols is like a hero growing old and a beauty dying, which makes me very sad.

I really want to say loudly to her, you are a woman, you should always be young and beautiful. However, when the words came to his lips, he fell silent in the end.

Turning off the TV gently, I searched for her heroic figures on Baidu, and her unique perfection blossomed again.

I smiled. The appearance of the world depends on the way you stare at her. I am a woman, so I should look at her with a soft heart.

We are both women, but the most powerful one is the old Cixi with fingernails half a foot long. He knows everything in his hands without closing his eyes, and will destroy anyone he says. When the Eight-Nation Allied Forces came to Beijing, She took Emperor Guangxu to escape, and before leaving, she didn't forget to push Guangxu's beloved concubine, the little fairy in her eyes, Concubine Zhen, into the well and drowned. Such a girl is cruel and cruel. I would rather believe that she is not a woman. Such a boy is cowardly and timid. I firmly believe that he is not a boy either.

I admire such a woman, who can be heroic and tender, elegant and noble, simple and simple, as hot as fire, and lonely and cold. Such a woman, although I don't see you morning and evening, I still miss her, year after year.

Because you are a woman, have you ever written a person’s name on a mirror or glass filled with fog and then wiped it off in a hurry?

Because you are a woman, do you expect to hear the person you love most in the world change the title of "dear" to "baby"?

Because you are a woman and you drive a long night road alone to make a living, do you want someone to gently wipe away the tears from your cheeks?

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Let those who understand understand, and let those who do not understand not understand. Let the world be the world, and I am willing to be my cocoon.