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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.

Then I 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 walked down the Panshan Highway.

But came to the cemetery.

The little girl put the flowers next to a new grave. She presented a rose to her mother who died just a month ago.

Walk a long way.

The gentleman sent the little girl home and then went back to the flower shop. He cancelled the bouquet for his mother and bought one instead.

Big bouquet of flowers, straight to my mother's house, five hours' drive from here. He will give them to his mother himself.

Hold a grand funeral for the dead,

What about when he was alive?

Kindness and filial piety.

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 locks three doors on the doorknob at night.

Road lock; My daughter hates the boring and unchanging country life, just like a landscape painting. She yearns for the city and wants to see it.

The beautiful world I 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.

Unconsciously, she embarked on the road of depravity and fell into a quagmire. Only then did she realize what she had done.

Wrong.

"mom! Ten years later, my grown-up daughter dragged her broken heart and clumsy body back to her hometown.

She went home.

It was already late at night, and a faint light was shining through the door. She knocked at the door, but suddenly she had a bad feeling.

Feeling. My daughter got a fright when she twisted the doorknob. "It's strange that my mother never forgot to lock the door before." mother

The thin body curled up on the cold floor and fell asleep in a distressing way.

"Mom ... mom ..." Hearing her daughter's crying, her mother opened her eyes and put her arms around her tired shoulder without saying a word.

Bang. 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?" Someone is there. "

What about breaking in? 」

Mom replied, "Not just today. I'm afraid you can't get in at night, so you haven't been in the house for ten years. "

It's locked

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, mother and daughter wrote back.

10 years ago, I closed the door and fell asleep.

Family love is the cradle of hope,

Thanks for the warmth of home.

Give sustained growth momentum.

The hair in the bento

In that poor era, many students were often unable to take a decent lunch to school. My neighbor.

This is the case with the students on the block.

His dish is always black lobster sauce, and my lunch is often ham and poached eggs, which is very different.

Moreover, this classmate will pick up his hair from the lunch box first, and then eat his lunch box casually. This order

The discovery that people are sick all over continues.

"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 them

Learning self-esteem, but not showing it, always feels dirty, so the impression of this classmate began to be greatly reduced.

One day after school, my classmates stopped me: "Come to my house to play if you have nothing to do." Although the heart is absent

I'd love to, but it's the first time since my classmate that he invited me to play at home, so 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.

Doors. "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. My nose feels sour and I can't say a word.

Although the classmate's lunch every day is lobster sauce as usual, it is an invisible mother, so she carefully helps him install it.

When, it was not just a lunch, but also a mother's full love, even the hair mixed in it was her mother's.

Dear love.

A preconceived idea

It often affects people's lifestyle.

Observe more and discuss more.

There will be more unexpected discoveries.

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, day after day.

One day, the sad and happy story was sent to the residents' homes. In this way, twenty years passed quickly, and people and things changed several times.

Only this road, from the post office to the village, from the past to the present, has never been half a day, just flying.

It's just dust.

"How long does this desolate road take? 」

There is always something in his heart when he thinks of riding a bike all his life on this dusty road without flowers and trees.

Some regrets.

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.

Let's go

In this way, after a day, two days, a month, two months ... he kept spreading the seeds of wild flowers. no longer

For a long time, the desolate road that has been going back and forth for 20 years has actually produced many red and yellow flowers; Open in summer

Flowers in the sky, flowers in autumn, flowers in full bloom in all seasons, never stop.

Seeds and flowers make people in the village happier than any mail sent by the postman all his life.

A postman whistling and riding a bicycle on a road full of petals instead of dust is no longer a lonely post.

Poor, sad postman no longer.

Life is like a blink of an eye,

Time flies,

Why not leave behind the good deeds,

The hundredth guest

The noon rush hour has passed, the originally crowded snack bars have all dispersed, and the boss is about to catch his breath and read the newspaper.

Just then, 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. She ordered a bowl of soup rice, steaming soup rice. Grandma pushed the bowl in front of her grandson.

Before, the little boy swallowed, looked at his grandmother and said, "Grandma, have you really had lunch?" 」

"Of course. Grandma chewed slowly with a radish and kimchi between her arms. The little boy ate a bowl of rice at a glance.

Light.

Seeing this, the boss walked up to two people and said, "Congratulations, old lady. How beautiful are you today? " Br> The hundredth guest, so free. 」

Then one day more than a month later, the little boy squatted opposite the snack bar, as if counting something, which made him take a casual look.

I was startled by the boss outside the window.

It turned out that every time a little boy saw a guest walk into the store, he would put pebbles in the circle he drew, but he didn't have time to eat Chinese food.

It's almost over, but there aren't even fifty pebbles. The worried boss called all his old customers: "I'm busy."

Really? It's nothing. I want you to eat a bowl of soup rice. Today is my treat. 」

After so many people were called, the guests began to arrive one after another.

"Eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three ..." The little boy counted faster and faster.

Finally, when the ninety-ninth pebble was put into the circle, the little boy hurriedly took grandma'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. Little boys are like

Like grandma before, she chewed a radish and pickle in her mouth.

"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 child patted his stomach and said to his grandmother, "No, I'm full. Listen, grandma. 」

Well-intentioned ideas encourage seedlings,

Seedlings can form forests,

Everyone has love, and society has affection.

The most delicious instant noodles in the world

He is a single father, raising a seven-year-old boy by himself. Whenever a child comes back injured from playing with friends, he is right.

I feel deeply sorry for my wife's leaving, and I can't help hearing a heartfelt sad whisper.

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 children had

I can't let go whether I cry or not when I eat. Even when I'm on a business trip, I call home from time to time. But children always

It is wise to ask 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. Being prepared

When I got to bed, I was suddenly surprised: under the quilt, there was actually a bowl of overturned instant noodles!

"This child!" In a rage, he punched his sleeping son in the ass. "Why are you so naughty?

Make dad angry? You are so naughty, who are you going to wash the quilt for? 」

This is the first time that he has physically punished a child since his wife died.

"I'm not ..." The child sobbed and pleaded, "I'm not naughty. It's ... it's too late for dad.

Rice. 」

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, ah, boy

Son, this is the most delicious instant noodles in the world!

No matter how young the child is,

And their dignity,

If parents find out that they are wrong about their children,

Bravely said to them:

"I'm sorry 」。

Snow and winter

"Duo Duo Duo, Duo Duo, Duo ..."

I walk in the street, and every step I take will leave footprints 40 cm deep in the snow.

Behind him, except for a string of long footprints, it was white. My feet are getting colder and colder, but

I can't stop, but I walk more and more slowly.

"The duo, Duo Duo, Duo Duo ..."

A flaming lion came towards me, getting closer and closer. I see a line behind it.

When I got closer, I found that every hair of the red lion was an immortal flame. Here's the thing.

All the roads we passed were baked dry, emitting residual temperature.

It passed by me, only to feel that the air around it became as hot as summer, only once.

After it left, the air became cold again.

I turned around and watched the red ball go away. I couldn't help following it. I want to hug

Hold it, but be afraid of burning yourself, only two meters away from it.

It suddenly stopped, its stomach cracked, and a naked woman came out, covered with lion skin.

The flame gradually went out and turned blue-gray. The woman said to me, "My fur coat sucks."

No! I spent more than 3 million! "I said," So fashionable ... "