ere for hundreds of years!
奶奶说：“真看不出！它那么 不一般，却怎么连墙也垒不成，台阶也垒不成呢？”“它是太丑了。”
天文学家说。“真的，是太丑了。”“可这正是它的美！”天文学家说，“它是以丑为美 的。”“以丑为美？”“是的，丑到极处，便是美到极处。正因为它不是一般的顽石，当然不能去做墙，做台阶，
不能去雕刻，捶布。它不是做这些小玩意儿的，所 以常常就遭到一般世俗的讥讽。”奶奶脸红了，
我也脸红了。
My grandma said:"1 never expected it should be so great! But why can’t People build a wall or pave steps with it?" "It’s too ugly," The astronomer said. "sure, it’s really so ugly." "But that’s just where its beauty lies!" The astronomer said, "its beauty comes from its ugliness." "Beauty from ugliness?" "Yes. When something becomes the ugliest, it turns out the most beautiful indeed. The stone is not an ordinary Piece of insensate stone, it shouldn’t be used to build a wall or pave the steps, to carve words or flowers or to wash clothes on. It’s not the material for those petty common things, and no wonder it’s ridiculed often by people with petty common views." My grandma became blushed, and so did I.
我感到自己的可耻，也感到了丑石的伟大；我甚至怨恨它这么多年竟会默默地忍受着这一切，而
我又立即深深地感到它那种不屈于误解、寂寞的生存的伟大。
I feel shame while I feel the greatness of the ugly stone; I have even complained about it having ││網│
pocketed silently all it had experienced for so many years, but again I am struck by the greatness that
lies in its lonely unyielding existence of being misunderstood by people.

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