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Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Beauty and the story  

The probe of the human spirit, every inch of success, but the art of drawing parallel, what is beauty, was a big secret. For some philosophers, the beauty, the degree of attraction and admiration have an observer. But it is said that beauty is not all over the world the same way. It changes dramatically. A little reflection has a certain degree of perfection, but perfection in May will not be of interest to an observer. The beauty is hard to explain, but she said in May that is a comparison. Assuming that only one woman in the world, the question now is whether she is beautiful or not. The answer is that you say nothing, because you are not a woman, compared with.

But beyond the veil of the ocean of the imagination, we find that a factor in the degree of beauty, ie, a dictionary, where the deadly and shows the degree of beauty. The holy words of human history, where the wind of truth and the emphasis that Juliet Romeo a goddess of God for them and for the rest of the dust. De Heer Ranjha was correct, and for them, their life together with the love of SEQUIN. But remember, when all lovers of the world around the world are invited to a part of himself to ask who the most beautiful of all, they are certainly stamp the request of the beauty in the hearts and souls of their loved ones, in fact, not fanaticism, but of course that "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."

One day, a historian in my ear whispered a story ...
"There was once, it was King holds beauty, which he called his followers and faithful black slave and ordered him to go from east to west and from north to south and a Paragon of beauty, or that the moon would have been with the pump or oysters Ocean, this beautiful beads, and the women of paradise are not so charming preacher in the beauty of the situation would be moved this example, or the artists, the spirit of blowing portrait of a poet, and depth of his imagination in the position they would have been sound fresh, not a pigeon had its gable increase such miracle is not the Aphrodite had become such excellence. And when I say that the best spirit of God never made, and the applicant must have the beauty, said: "We are like pieces of coal in a Diamond Mine, and we. Please visit my husband, his crown on his head, my confidence in the shoulders, the stars seem convinced and medals on the chest, some obedience Parade Company. For me and the beauty that are rented out and with the support of the twinkling of stars. "

The negro servant and walked calmly bent top, where the sun is shining, who drilled his finger into the darkness, the curtains at night, where Shakespeare and Shelley popular drinks inspiration, where the portrait of Mona Liza was found and where the moon from its shining light, and so he went through the layers of mountains through the valleys of deserts, care unfathomable skies over the cities and every inch of this world, where life seemed to breathe.

After tireless efforts, he came to the king, who gave him the goddess of beauty, his daughter Negro. To this end, the king asked:
"You do not have the soul of the most beautiful is?"

He stopped for a moment of silence, then in the head and said:
"Sir, my blood is a shower in your feet, as I speak, but the truth. They asked me to Aphrodite, but I brought my daughter, Negro, reason is my loyalty. Sir, for the black to appear in a dark charcoal, but for me it is so beautiful that it returns a diamond or pink. dry hair you look like a witch, an old myth of the dance in the woods, but for me, her hair is not less than curtains paradise. It is up to you, his wrinkled hands in May, a desert, for this country, but for me, they seem like gods to leave the world, his line at this point. For the eyes, the angels seem to embody eyes when they are wrong, but to my success. It is up to you, a big nose in May appear as dark, mysterious caves of the Stone Age, but for me it is no less than Noah's Ark, so your Sir, my obedience and loyalty that you force me to my girls for you. "

Historian Dan smiled and said: 'Yes! Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. "

In seeking to define and describe the beauty, the two schools of thought arose to date. It introduces the importance of inner beauty and on the other side asks the joy about the wonders of the world. But in reality, all beautiful things are not always good, charming and seductive, but all the good and the real things are always very nice. It is stated Keats:

The beauty is truth, truth, beauty,
This is everything you know on Earth
And everything you need to know. "

The school of thought, the inner beauty sermon was these words from the preface of the manual:

History is clear that the world has led to many of the world that can not help, remove the thirst of people and animals in their wake. Adopted by many beauties, without notice, but the beauty of the soul and consciousness has triumph over the hearts of millions and it is forever. The people, blessed by the purity of the soul, the consciousness of their sincerity with the goodness of their actions and the strength of their faith have signed their names on the forehead of the Earth and lead their country during the glory. And they are still breathing, in the hearts of many deadly. Nobody wonders whether Aristotle is good or not, Alexander was high in the large stature, and whether or not Anarkali buried alive when placed within the walls, like a queen or not. People do not ask such questions, but everyone wants the kind of success they grew inch by inch. The secret to their success is their character, behavior, determination, passion and enthusiasm, which contributed to their success and their inner beauty.

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