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完美思辨
有些事情值得思考，
比如完美的生活从来就不存在。
只是从来就不存在而已，
并不是谁造就不完美的生活。
那个拥有最新款手机的富家女孩，
她的父母每天都说她是废物；
那个拥有完美身材的模特，
她因好几天吃不进食物而进了医院；
那个拥有成千上万粉丝、风头无两的球场健将，
他在学业上一败涂地；
那个拥有最美微笑的美丽女孩，
有人得从她手里夺下她伤害自己的刀子。
我们看他人就象是看商店橱窗里的人体模特，
或者是小说中的勇猛角色，
都是一些不真实的东西。
优雅、美丽、毫无瑕疵，
那些是我们用来描述他人的词语。
但，那常常不是我们自己本身，
因为我们知道自己生活的真实面目。
我们知道生活从不完美，
就象我们不在我们脸上写上：
“我想自杀。”
“我被欺负了。”
“我被抛弃了。”
“我觉得自己不够好。”
你看，人们喜欢把生活中最好的一面展示给别人。
但是，
也许可以，
可以等一下，
在你在网上炫耀你拥有的金钱之前，
在你炫耀你刚买的时尚衣衫之前，
在你跟别人攀比之前，
在你负疚，为自己的不完美而黯淡神伤之前，
也许可以闪过一个念头：
为什么？
为什么我们要感觉有此必要？
为什么需要这样做？
为什么我们要向他人上演一场秀，
纵使这场秀距离真相已太过遥远，
为什么要追求完美，
当生活从来就不意味着完美？
因为你知道吗？
人们混淆了完美和优美。
优美的事物从不完美，
正是不完美才造就了优美。
原文：
Something to think about, there is no such thing as a perfect life.
It's simply not a perfect being,
That was not how it was made.
That rich girl who got the latest phone, her parents tell her she's useless everyday.
That model who has the perfect body, she was in the hospital because she stopped eating for days.
That jock who has over thousands of followers, he's failing classes right to left.
That pretty girl who has the most beautiful smile, someone had to take the knife away from her so she would stop hurting herself.
We see others as mannequins in a shop window, or as the brave character in a novel, something that isn't real
Poised,beautiful,flawless,those are words we would use to describe other people,
Yet usually not our own,because we know our lives as what it is,
We know it's not perfection,like we don't write on our faces.
"I want to kill myself".
"I'm getting bullied".
"I just get dumped".
"I don't think I'm good enough".
You see, people like to put the best part of their lives out to everyone,
But maybe for one second,
Before you post about the money you have,
The latest clothes you just bought,
Before you compare yourself to someone else,
Before you look at yourself mourn about all the imperfection,
Maybe for one second ask yourself WHY?
Why do we feel the need to do that,
Why do we need to do that,
Why do we need to put up a show for others to see,
Even though it's way too far from the truth.
Why would we need to make a perfect when life was never meant to be something perfect?
Because you know what?
People mix up the words perfection and beauty.
Something beautiful is never perfect,
The imperfection is what makes it beautiful.