'The Sight of Beauty\r'

'I was base on ballsing on the beach right before the sunset, meddling for a good spot to fish. I baulk and gaze at the ocean. The waves, for eer so gracefully crashing on the beach, a picture perfect moment. Perhaps moments were you tincture worthy of being alive, seeing the ravisher that Mother Nature has to offer. Seeing what the field has to offer of life. I came back from condition, fountainhead-worn and exaughested. I Just had a real mountainous and difficult examination that I did not do so well on.The agony of getting a under ordinary grade when e genuinelybody got an above average grade. It is a feeling that is a very negative one. When I came out of school I had to study for another crucial test. In my mind, Im thinking how all the instauration has to offer is difficulty in life, and if its not difficulty, then its agony and self-consciousness. Hopefully I will get a capable grade to please my p bents expectations. To refresh my mind, I take a short walk on t he beach with a fishing pole in one hand.As I was walking, I see raft stop and gaze at the water, taking pictures. These people also had a fishing pole, and fishermen are usually on a task, to lift up fish and bring home a nice dinner to enjoy with their family. just now these people are stopped breathless in their tracks by a bundle. What was this sight about? Maybe it was a big school offish, entirely as I looked, it was something better. It was a sight of beaut. The beauty of the ocean, the sunset, and how the waves in the ocean were ot rough white caps, but calm and beautiful.The waves crashing on the surf ever so gracefully, as if it was moving in a balletic. Then a supposition hit me, of what the world has to offer me. Its not always difficulty in life, or agony or self-consciousness, but it offers you life, and the beauty of nature. Yes, the world offers you some challenges and difficulty, but its further a small price to earnings to see the beauty of the world. I am thankful of the beauties the world offers me\r\n'