An elderly woman and her little grandson, whose face was sprinkled with bright freckles, spent the day at the zoo. Lots of children were waiting in line to get their cheeks painted by a local artist who was decorating them with tiger paws.

“You’ve got so many freckles, there’s no place to paint!” a girl in the line said to the little fellow.

Embarrassed, the little boy dropped his head. His grandmother knelt down next to him. “I love your freckles. When I was a little girl I always wanted freckles,” she said, while tracing her finger across the child’s cheek. “Freckles are beautiful.”

The boy looked up, “Really?”

“Of course,” said the grandmother. “Why just name me one thing that’s prettier than freckles.”

The little boy thought for a moment, peered intensely into his grandma’s face, and softly whispered, “Wrinkles.”

一天,一位老妇人带着她那脸上布满醒目雀斑的小外孙去动物公园玩.小外孙与许多小孩子一起排队,等着一位当地的艺术家帮他们在脸颊上画上虎爪作装饰.队列中有个小女孩对小外孙说:"你脸上长了那么多的雀斑,哪有地方画呀?听到这话,小外孙难为情地低下了头.这时他的外婆在他身旁蹲了下来对他说:我喜欢雀斑,我小时候常巴望着我的脸上能长出雀斑来.她一边用手指在小外孙的脸上摸索,一边说:"雀斑是很美丽的东西"这时小外孙抬起了他的小脑袋问:"真的吗?"当然啰,"难道你还能找出比雀斑更美丽的东西吗?老妇人反问小外孙.

小外孙想了一下,盯着老妇人的脸,小声地说:"皱纹"