A single woman just moved. She found a poor family, a widow and two children living next door. One night, there was a sudden power failure in that area, so the woman had to light the candles herself. After a while, I suddenly heard someone knocking at the door.

It turned out to be the child next door, only to see him nervously ask, "Aunt, do you have candles at home?" The woman thought, "Are they so poor that they don't even have candles? Never lend it to them, lest you depend on them! 」

So he yelled at the child: "No! Just as she was about to close the door, the poor child showed a caring smile and said, "I knew there was no one at home!" " After that, I took out two candles from my arms and said, "My mother and I were afraid that you would live alone and there were no candles, so we brought two to send you. 」

At this moment, the woman blamed herself, moved to tears and held the child tightly in her arms.

The second story

In a remote town in France, it is said that there is a particularly effective spring, and miracles often occur, which can cure various diseases. One day, a veteran who was on crutches and lost a leg limped across the street in the town. The villagers nearby gave a sympathetic kiss back and said, "Poor guy, is he going to pray to God for another leg?" This sentence was heard by veterans. He turned to them and said, "I don't want to ask God for a new leg, but I want to ask him to help me so that I can know how to live without one."

Imagine: learn to be grateful for the lost and accept the lost fact. Regardless of the gains and losses of life, always make your life full of light and glory, stop crying for the past and work hard for a high live and high life.

The third story

Once, two people were walking in the desert. They are very good friends. On the way, they had a quarrel for some reason. One of them slapped the other. That man is very sad. So he wrote in the sand: "Today my friend slapped me." After writing, they walked on. They came to a swamp. That man accidentally ignored it. The other side spared no effort to fight. Finally, the man was saved. He was very happy, so he picked up a stone and wrote on it: "My friend saved my life today." My friend was puzzled and asked strangely, "Why did you carve it on a stone and write it in the sand when I hit you?" The man replied with a smile: "If others misunderstand me or have something bad for me, they will write it in the place that is the easiest to forget. The wind will erase it, while friends who are good to me or good to me will write it in the place that is the least likely to disappear, even if it rains and blows."

A little girl was born with aphasia, and her father died when she was very young. She lives with her mother. Mom goes out early and comes back late every day. Every time the sun sets, the little girl begins to stand at the door of her house, looking forward to the road in front of her door and waiting for her mother to come home. Mom's coming back is the happiest moment of her day, because her mother brings her a rice cake home every day. In their poor family, a small rice cake is absolutely delicious.

One day, it rained heavily, it was past supper time, and my mother had not come back. The little girl stood at the door, looked and looked, but never waited for her mother. It was getting dark and raining. The little girl decided to follow her mother's way home every day. She walked and walked for a long time, and finally saw her mother lying on the ground by the roadside. She shook her mother's body hard, but her mother didn't answer her. She thought her mother was too tired and fell asleep. I put my mother's head on my lap to make her sleep more comfortable. But then she found that her mother's eyes were not closed! The little girl suddenly understood: mother may be dead! She felt scared, took her mother's hand and shook it hard, only to find that her mother was still clutching a piece of rice cake ... She cried desperately, but could not make a sound. ...

It has been raining, and the little girl cried for a long time. She knew that her mother would never wake up, and now she is alone. Why doesn't mom close her eyes? Is she worried about her? She suddenly understood what she should do. So I dried my tears and decided to tell my mother in my own language that she would live well and let her go safely. ...

The little girl sang the song "Grateful Heart" in sign language over and over again in the rain. Tears and rain intertwined, sliding across her small and strong face ... "Grateful heart, thank you for being with me all my life, so that I have the courage to be myself ... Grateful heart, thank you for fate, I will cherish it as much ..." She just stood in the rain and kept doing this until her mother's eyes.