(a) Life is not perfect and will never be perfect. There used to be many acceptable life limits, but with the growth of age, I found that this limit was constantly broken, and finally I found that I was silently enduring, facing what I could never bear before! It has always been used like this before: life can't be 100%, but you need to work hard where you can and accept what you can't change. To encourage yourself, and gradually find that there are more and more things that you can't change. I hope to grow up, but when I grow up, I lose a series of things, first freedom, and then maybe my relatives. But I can't change it, because I can't change it. Am I satisfied with my present life? I don't know, because I have tried my best, but it is far from what I thought. I'm insisting because I know I have to. Now I no longer think that life is beautiful, because beauty is short-lived after all. I know I can't give up, because I have placed too many people's hopes, so I must be strong. It says that discovery is to write about one's own state of mind, which is exercised on one's own established track. There is no choice but to persist. Is this the life I want? I don't know, but it's my choice. I chose life and myself, so I have no choice. After too much helplessness and pain, I know I need to continue. If life does not stop, the pain will never stop. Maybe life is painful, but I must find my temporary happiness in the painful life. The dream is still there, the pace has not stopped, and the pain is still there. My pain may not only belong to me, but I may not feel it when I get used to it. Maybe this is the only way to face the pain. I don't know how grandma is, but I can't go back for my dream. I really want to go back. Want to be with her. Miss mom, maybe she will feel better with me by her side. What I neglected before has become so important, even for a minute, and it was once so easy to get. Now I'm talking about imperfections. Will what I ignore now become eternal one day? Yes, I will. Perhaps only by living in the past can we learn to be happy and moved. I still have problems to deal with. I'll do my best. I know I will win, because I choose to be strong, I will win, and I will bravely take responsibility. So I found myself, just need to face the helplessness I have to face. To the questioner: "As long as you know how to avoid a perfect life, it means that you can begin to enjoy life".

Many people, many things, many times, people are pursuing perfection and perfection.

Life cannot be perfect, and there is no absolute perfection in the world. If you pursue blindly and go through many twists and turns, you will find it in our hands.

Perfection is a kind of beauty, and imperfection is also a kind of beauty.

(2) There are many tunes in the record, and every capital is so beautiful. Life is like a record, there are many segments, and each segment is so wonderful and moving.

One day, I accidentally scratched the record. When I played that record, one of my favorite songs went off and on. Take it to repair and listen when you come back. This music is not as beautiful as it used to be. As the saying goes, "it's too late to regret it". Listening to intermittent music, I can't help but think of a story. A prisoner was sentenced to prison for stealing. In prison, he reformed and tried to be a good man. However, one day he found some money and wanted to give it to the police officer, hoping to gain the trust and affirmation of others. Who knows, the police officer thought that his money had been stolen, and he only did it to make the police officer reduce his guilt. No matter what he said, the police officer didn't believe him. Life is like this. Once you make a mistake, your life means losing perfection. Even if you turn over a new leaf, others will still be wary of you, and there will be many twists and turns in doing things, just like a prisoner finds money and gives it to a police officer. People are also wrong when records are damaged. When a record is sung to a damaged place, the sound quality will be poor, and people will think of something wrong and regret it even more. This record is no longer as perfect as it used to be. Should I throw it away? Records are accidentally damaged, and human error is unintentional loss.

It would be a pity to lose the record and discard it for perfection. After all, it just damaged a song! Why should I pursue perfection and stare at a bad song? Isn't this a famous psychological test? The teacher dropped some black ink on the white paper. Ask people, who do you see and say they see black spots? The teacher said that in fact, white space is the largest. Why not say white instead of black? Therefore, we don't have to be too demanding of perfection. As the saying goes, "gold is not enough, and no one is perfect." How many things are perfect in the world? I couldn't help sighing and went on listening to the record. At this time, there is a lyric that sings "the beauty of flaws". Oh, yes, it's Imperfect Beauty. There should be more imperfect things than perfect things in the world. I once heard a story that a circle accidentally lost a small part and became out of round, so I decided to find a small part myself. Because it is incomplete, it scrolls slowly. Along the way, it saw many beautiful scenery, red flowers and green grass, blue sky and white clouds, small fish coming and going in the river and birds flying in the air. One day, it finally found its own half. Although I have become intact, the speed of scrolling has also accelerated. But at this time, he could no longer enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way slowly, and he became unhappy. I finally threw away my half. This shows that being trapped is also a kind of beauty. Isn't it because Venus broke an arm that people like him better? What people appreciate is Venus' broken arm. If Venus has perfect hands again one day, will the world still like her so much? I think fewer people like her. Those landscape Chinese paintings that use trees to represent the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland. How many straight trees can we see from the picture? That should be less. Only those trees whose branches look vigorous and curved and whose bark looks uneven will often appear in the picture. These trees look rugged and weather-beaten. Most people appreciate this kind of trees because they all have their own "imperfect beauty". It is this defect that gives people a strong spiritual shock.

Trees are flawed, so are people. Whether a defect is a kind of beauty depends on what you think. Accepting it optimistically is a kind of beauty, but being depressed because of it is the real defect. The record is broken and can be changed, but can anyone change it? At this time, I decided not to throw away the record. Because so many beautiful songs are not worth throwing away for a broken song, the repaired record is also a new record!

Records are often damaged and everyone often makes mistakes. A broken record is a normal record, and an imperfect life is a real life.

I hope it helps you.