1: a rose
A gentleman stopped at the gate of the flower shop. He is going to order a bunch of flowers from the flower shop for his mother in his hometown.
When the gentleman was about to walk into the shop door, he found a little girl sitting on the road crying. The gentleman walked up to the little girl and asked her:
"Son, why are you sitting here crying? 」
I want to buy a rose for my mother, but I don't have enough money. "said the child. This gentleman is distressed.
"Hmm …" So the gentleman took the little girl by the hand and walked into the flower shop. He first ordered a bunch of flowers for his mother, and then bought a rose for the little girl. Walking out of the flower shop, the gentleman suggested to the little girl that he drive her home.
"Do you really want to take me home? 」
"Of course! 」
"Then you can take me to see my mother. But uncle, my mother lives far away from here. 」
"If I had known, I wouldn't have taken you." This gentleman said jokingly.
The gentleman drove all the way as the little girl said. Unexpectedly, after walking out of the main street in the city, he followed the winding mountain road and came to the cemetery. The little girl put the flowers next to a new grave. She walked a long way to present a rose to her mother who died just a month ago. The gentleman sent the little girl home and then went back to the flower shop. He canceled the bouquet for his mother, bought a large bouquet instead, and went directly to his mother's house, which is five hours' drive from here. He will give her the flowers himself.
-It is better to show filial piety when he is alive than to hold a grand funeral for the deceased.
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2. An unlocked door
A mother and daughter live in a remote hut in a small village in the country. Her mother is afraid of being stolen, and always puts three locks on the doorknob at night. My daughter hates the boring and unchanging country life, just like a landscape painting. She yearns for this city and wants to see the gorgeous world she imagined through the radio. One morning, my daughter left her mother in pursuit of that illusory dream. She sneaked away from home while her mother was sleeping.
"Mom, you just don't have my daughter. Unfortunately, the world is not as beautiful as she imagined. Without knowing it, she got off the road and got stuck in the mud, and then she realized her mistake.
"mom! Ten years later, my grown-up daughter dragged her broken heart and clumsy body back to her hometown.
When she got home, it was already late at night, and a faint light was shining through the door. She tapped on the door, but suddenly she had a bad feeling. My daughter got a fright when she twisted the door. "It's strange that my mother never forgot to lock the door before. Mother's thin body curled up on the cold floor and fell asleep distressfully.
"Mom ... mom ..." Hearing her daughter's crying, her mother opened her eyes and put her arms around her tired shoulder without saying a word. After crying in her mother's arms for a long time, her daughter suddenly asked curiously, "Mom, why didn't you lock the door today?" What if someone breaks in? " 」
Mom replied, "Not just today. I'm afraid you can't get in at night, so the door hasn't been locked for ten years. 」
The mother waited for her daughter to come back for ten years, and the decoration in the room was the same as that of that year. That night, the mother and daughter returned to the way they were ten years ago, locked the door tightly and fell asleep.
-Family ties are the cradle of hope. Thanks to the warmth of home, it gives you the motivation to keep growing.
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3. Hair in the lunch box
In that poor era, many students were often unable to take a decent lunch to school, just like the classmate next to me. His food is always black lobster sauce, but my lunch is often ham and poached eggs. There is a world of difference between them.
Moreover, this classmate will pick up his hair from the lunch box first, and then eat his lunch box casually. This uncomfortable discovery has been going on.
"I can see that his mother is too sloppy, and there is hair in her meal every day." The students are talking in private. In order to take care of my classmate's self-esteem, but I can't show it, I always feel so dirty, so my impression of this classmate began to be greatly discounted. One day after school, my classmates stopped me: "Come to my house to play if you have nothing to do. Although I don't want to, it's the first time since my classmate that he invited me to play at home, and I'm embarrassed to refuse him.
I followed my friends to a poor village with the steepest terrain in Seoul.
"Mom, I brought my friend. After hearing the excited voices of the students, the door opened. His elderly mother appeared at the door.
"My son's friend is here, let me have a look. But the classmate's mother who walked out of the door just touched the beam outside the door with her hand. It turns out that she is blind.
Author: Guo Kuimen 2007-10-3010:13 reply to this speech.
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2 Reply: Quancheng ● Six touching stories of Jinan (thought-provoking)
My nose feels sour and I can't say a word. Although this classmate usually has lobster sauce for lunch every day, it is his mother who can't be seen. He helped him pack carefully. It was not just a lunch, but also his mother's full love, even the hair mixed in it.
-preconceived ideas often affect a person's lifestyle. More observation and discussion will lead to more unexpected discoveries.
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4. the postman who grows flowers
There is a middle-aged postman in a small village. Since he just turned 20, he has traveled 50 kilometers every day, sending sad and happy stories to residents' homes day after day. In this way, twenty years passed quickly, and people and things changed several times. It's just that the road from the post office to the village has never been half a year, only flying dust.
"How long does this desolate road take? 」
He always feels a little sorry at the thought of riding a bike all his life on this dusty road without flowers and trees.
One day, when he was about to go back after delivering the letter, he happened to pass by a flower shop. "By the way, this is it! He went into the flower shop and bought a handful of wild flower seeds. From the next day, he took these seeds and scattered them on the road. In this way, after a day, two days, a month, two months ... he kept spreading the seeds of wild flowers.
Not long after, the desolate road that has been going back and forth for 20 years has actually opened many red and yellow flowers; Summer flowers bloom in summer, autumn flowers bloom in autumn, and bloom will never stop.
Seeds and flowers make people in the village happier than any mail sent by the postman all his life.
On the road full of petals instead of dust, the postman whistling and riding a bicycle is no longer a lonely postman or a sad postman.
Life is like a blink of an eye, and time flies. Why not leave the good deeds to future generations to enjoy the cool?
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The100th guest
The noon rush hour has passed, and the originally crowded snack bars have all dispersed. When the boss was about to catch his breath reading the newspaper, someone came in. That's an old woman and a little boy.
"How much is a bowl of beef soup rice? Grandma sat down, took out her wallet and counted the money, and ordered a bowl of soup rice, steaming soup rice. Grandma pushed the bowl in front of her grandson. The little boy swallowed and looked at grandma and said:
"Grandma, have you really had lunch?" "Of course. Grandma chewed slowly with a radish and kimchi between her arms. The little boy finished a bowl of rice in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this, the boss walked up to two people and said, "Congratulations, old lady. You are so lucky today. You are our hundredth guest, so it's free. One day more than a month later, the little boy squatted opposite the snack bar, as if counting something, which surprised the boss who inadvertently looked out of the window.
It turned out that every time a little boy saw a guest walk into the shop, he put pebbles in the circle he drew, but it was almost time for lunch, and there were not even fifty pebbles.
The worried boss called all his old customers: "Are you busy? It's nothing. I want you to eat a bowl of soup rice. Today is my treat. After calling a lot of people, the guests began to arrive one after another. " Eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three ... "The little boy counted faster and faster. Finally, when was the ninety-ninth pebble put into the circle?
Just then, the little boy hurriedly took his grandmother's hand and entered the snack bar.
"Grandma, it's my treat this time." The little boy said proudly. Grandma, who really became the hundredth guest, asked her grandson to entertain a bowl of hot beef soup rice. The little boy chewed a radish and kimchi in his mouth like his grandmother used to.
"Send a bowl to that boy, too." The proprietress could not bear to say.
"The little boy is learning that he will be full even if he doesn't eat!" The boss replied.
Snoring ... grandma who ate with relish asked her little grandson, "Do you want to save some for you? 」
Unexpectedly, the little boy patted his stomach and said to his grandmother, "No, I'm full. Listen, grandma. 」
A good thought inspires a seedling, and every seedling can become a forest. Everyone has love, and society has affection.
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6. The most delicious instant noodles in the world
He is a single father, raising a seven-year-old boy by himself. Every time a child comes back from playing with friends, he feels deeply sorry for his dead wife, and there are also sad whispers in his heart. This happened the day he left his children for a business trip. He left home in a hurry because he had to catch a train and had no time to have breakfast with his children. I was worried about whether the child had eaten or cried all the way, and I couldn't let go of it. Even when I'm on a business trip, I call home from time to time. But the child is always very sensible and tells him not to worry. However, because of my anxiety, I finished my work in a hurry and set foot on the road home. When he got home, the child was asleep, and he was relieved. The fatigue of the journey made him weak. I was about to go to bed when I was suddenly surprised: under the quilt, there was a bowl of overturned instant noodles!
"This child!" In a rage, he punched his sleeping son in the ass.
"Why so naughty, make dad angry? You are so naughty. Why did you take the quilt? Who should I wash? This is the first time that he has physically punished the child since his wife died.
"I'm not ..." The child sobbed and pleaded, "I'm not naughty. This ... this is dinner for my father. 」
It turned out that the child specially made two bowls of instant noodles to match his father's time to go home, one for himself and the other for his father. But because I was afraid that Dad's bowl would get cold, I put it under the quilt to keep warm.
Dad listened and hugged the child tightly without saying a word. Looking at the remaining half of the instant noodles in the bowl, I said, "Ah! Son, this is the most delicious instant noodles in the world! 」
Children, no matter how small, still have dignity. If parents find that they have wronged their children, they should bravely say, "I'm sorry! 」。