I often regret the Chou Shi in front of my house: it lies there in black, like a cow; No one knows when he stayed here, and no one cares about it. It's just that at the harvest time, there is wheat in front of the door. Grandma always says that this Chou Shi is a burden on the ground. Let's move it quickly.

So, my uncle built a house and wanted to use it as a gable, but it was extremely irregular, with no edges and corners and no plane; Break it with a shovel, but it doesn't take so much effort, because the beach is not far away. Grab a piece at random, there is nothing better than it.

One year, a stonemason came to wash my stone mill. Grandma said, use this smelly stone, don't move it from a distance. The stonemason looked at it and shook his head. He thinks it is too thin, so it is useless. It is not as delicate as white marble, it can be carved, and it is not as smooth as big bluestone, so it can be used for spinning in hospitals. It lay there quietly, with no shade of locust trees beside the yard and no flowers growing around it. Weeds are overgrown, branches and vines go up and down, and slowly rust with green moss and black spots. We children hate it, too We have a partner to move it, but we lack the strength. Although we always curse it and don't like it, we have no choice but to leave it there. What can comfort us a little is that there is a small pit on the stone, and it is full of water when it rains. It often rains for three days, the ground is dry, and there is water in the crevices, so the chickens go there to drink water. Every night in the 15th, we are looking forward to the full moon coming out, climbing on it and looking up at the horizon. Grandma always scolds us for fear that we will fall. Sure enough, I fell and broke my knee that time.

Everyone calls it Chou Shi, and it is the ugliest Chou Shi.

One day, an astronomer came to the village. He passed by my house and suddenly found this stone, and his eyes went straight at once. He stopped and went no further. Later, many people came and said it was a meteorite, which fell from the sky for 200 to 300 years. This is a great thing. Soon the express train came and carried it away carefully. This surprised us all! This ugly stone actually fell from the sky! It fills the sky, overheats and flashes in the sky. Our ancestors may have looked up to it, and it gave them light, longing and longing. It fell down and lay in the dirt and weeds for hundreds of years. !

Grandma said, "I really can't see! It is so unusual, but how can it not even build walls or steps? "

"It's ugly," said the astronomer.

"Really, it's so ugly."

"But this is its beauty!" Astronomers say, "Ugliness is beauty."

"Ugliness is beauty?"

"Yes, ugly to the extreme, is beautiful to the extreme. Because it is not an ordinary stone, of course, it can't be a wall or a platform.

Order, can't go to sculpture, beat cloth. Just don't make these gadgets, so they are often ridiculed by the general secular. "

Grandma blushed, and so did I.

I feel ashamed and feel the greatness of Qiu's family; I even resent it for putting up with all this silently for so many years, and I immediately deeply felt its greatness of unyielding misunderstanding and living alone.