The positive energy of the morning meeting inspires short stories.

Lead: When setbacks are inevitable in work and life, sometimes we all need a story to give ourselves strength. The following is a short story about the positive energy of the morning meeting. Welcome to read:

Short story inspired by positive energy in the morning meeting 1: "You can bend over" Jesus took his disciple Peter on a long journey and found a broken horseshoe. Jesus asked Peter to pick it up. Unexpectedly, Peter was too lazy to bend over and pretended not to hear. Without saying anything, Jesus bent down to pick up the horseshoe, changed three pence from the blacksmith, and bought eighteen cherries with the money.

Out of the city, the two of them walked on through the vast wilderness. Jesus guessed that Peter must be very thirsty, so he quietly left a cherry hidden in his sleeve. Peter picked it up and ate it as soon as he saw it. Jesus lost it while walking, and Peter bent eighteen times in embarrassment, so Jesus smiled and said to him, as long as you bend once, you won't bend endlessly in the back. If you don't do small things, work hard on big things. ?

In fact, it is confusing not to bend or ignore bending; He who is ashamed to bend over must be a fool! It's a little tiring to bend over, but if the farmer doesn't bend over, can he harvest with a sickle?

Story 2: The Philosophy of a Bowl of Soup Once, Mr. Lin, a poet from Taiwan Province Province, went to a Chinese restaurant for dinner and asked for a bowl of soup that interested him. Shortly after taking a seat, the waiter put a big pot of soup in front of him. He was stupefied and asked the waiter: Can I drink such a big pot of soup? The waiter confidently replied:? You didn't say you wanted a small bowl! ? He was speechless, took a few mouthfuls of soup in a hurry, felt very uncomfortable, paid the price of a large pot of soup and left.

Later, he went to a Japanese restaurant and ordered the same soup, without saying whether it was a big pot or a small bowl. After a while, the waiter brought him a small bowl of soup and said that if it was not enough, he could have another bowl. ? He only drank a small bowl, and of course he only paid a small bowl. Later, every time he went to Japan, he would go to that restaurant to eat, including drinking the soup he was interested in. Note: Chinese restaurants wanted to take the opportunity to kill people, but they lost more opportunities to make money, while Japanese restaurants did not take the opportunity to make more money, but the opportunities to make money seemed to be endless.

Story 3: The idea decides that a scholar will go to Beijing to take the exam for the third time and live in the store where he often lives. Two days before the exam, he had three dreams. The first dream is that he grows cabbage on the wall. The second dream is that it is raining. He is wearing a hat and an umbrella. The third dream is that he is lying naked with his beloved cousin, but his back is to his back. These three dreams seem to have some profound meanings, so the scholar hurried to find fortune-telling dreams the next day.

Hearing this, the fortune teller patted his thigh continuously and said? You might as well go home. Think about it, isn't it futile to grow vegetables on high walls? Isn't it unnecessary to wear a hat and an umbrella? Isn't it impossible to lie naked in a bed with my cousin, but back to back? Hearing this, the scholar was disheartened and went back to the store to pack his bags and prepare to go home. The shopkeeper was very surprised and asked. Isn't there an exam tomorrow? Why did you go back to your hometown today? After the scholar said this, the shopkeeper was happy: Yo, I can interpret dreams, too I think you must stay this time. Think about it, isn't it high to grow vegetables on the wall? Doesn't wearing a hat and an umbrella mean that you are prepared this time? Lying naked in bed with your cousin doesn't mean it's time for you to turn over?

Hearing this, the scholar made more sense, so he took the exam happily and got a flower exploration. Positive people, like the sun, shine wherever they shine, while negative people, like the moon, are different on the fifteenth day of the first month. Ideas determine our lives. What kind of ideas, what kind of future.

Story 4: Good luck belongs to brave and positive people. It is customary to draw lots before the world-class tennis match begins. The lottery results came out soon, and a group was called "because most of its members are powerful players"? Death squad? .

After a reporter learned the news, he rushed to the lottery scene at the first time and recorded it with a camera. Death squad? The expressions of the players.

Except for some famous stars, most people hide their faces and sigh. The opportunity to participate in such a world series is very rare. Who doesn't want to go further? However, looking at this strong team, many people are almost desperate.

? Why is my life so bad! I have worked hard for so many years to get such an opportunity, but the opponents in the first round are so strong, how can I play this game? A player's mood is a little excited, almost roaring. At one time, the small players assigned to this group got together and lamented that their fate was too bad and they mistakenly entered such a group.

Just then, the reporter found a young man silently picked up the ball bag and walked away. The reporter clearly remembers that this young man named Nadal is also this? Death squad? Members of. He wondered why he left without saying a word when others were complaining and sighing.

The reporter quietly followed Nadal and found him swinging repeatedly in a secluded corner, constantly correcting his mistakes. ? You are so unlucky to be assigned to the' death group'? Why are you still training? The reporter came over and said.

? I don't know what others think of fate. I only know that a person can win good luck for himself as long as he works hard! ? After Nadal spoke indifferently, he never looked at the reporter again, but continued to practice. The reporter stood by, staring at this childish young man, chewing that sentence over and over again?

On the day of the official competition, Nadal's performance on the court was quite average. His opponent is obviously much stronger than him, and the score is almost one-sided.

But as time went on, the audience gradually found that Nadal played very hard and he could catch many balls that everyone thought he couldn't catch. Especially after the opponent made a beautiful counterattack, everyone thought that Nadal could not run back, but no one expected that Nadal actually flew back before the ball landed.

The scene was silent. Nadal, whose face was covered with mud, blew the fine sand on his arm wound, clenched his fist and shouted, and his opponent was completely overwhelmed by Nadal's momentum.

On that day, the opponent lost, not in skill, but in spirit. The reporter sitting in the stands was dumbfounded. After he finally came to his senses, he immediately rushed back to his residence and sent the day's game back to headquarters.

That game made the fledgling Nadal famous in the first world war.

Early morning positive energy motivates short story 5: A broken arrow, if you don't believe in your own will, you will never become a general.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a father and son went to war. The father became a general and the son was just a pawn. Another horn sounded, the drums roared, and my father solemnly raised an quiver with an arrow in it. The father solemnly said to his son:? This is a treasure-attacking arrow. It's very powerful to wear around, but don't take it out. ? This is an extremely delicate quiver, made of thick cowhide, inlaid with faint shiny copper edges, and look at the arrow's exposed tail. You can tell at a glance that it is made of fine peacock feathers.

The son is beaming and greedily speculates about the appearance of the shaft and arrow, as if the arrow whizzed past his ear and the enemy commander died in response. Sure enough, Bao Jian's son is heroic and invincible. When the trumpet sounded, the son could no longer resist the heroic spirit of victory and completely abandoned his father's words. A strong desire drove him to shout and pull out his treasure arrow, trying to find out. Suddenly he was shocked. A broken arrow, there is a broken arrow in the quiver.

I've been fighting with a broken arrow on my shoulder! My son broke out in a cold sweat, as if the house had lost its pillar in an instant and collapsed.

The result is self-evident, and my son died tragically in the disorderly army.

Sweeping away the misty smoke, my father picked up the broken arrow and spat heavily. If you don't believe in your will, you'll never be a general. ?

How stupid it is to pin victory or defeat on a precious arrow, and how dangerous it is for a person to give the core and handle of life to others! For example, pin your hopes on children; Put happiness on her husband; Put life safety on the unit?