When I was a child, I liked listening to my mother tell stories. One day, my mother told me a story.

A father has two sons, one is happy and the other is sad.

Smiling all day, never in a hurry, very optimistic.

Frowning all day, looking serious, frowning, and being pessimistic when encountering anything that can't live in a good direction.

On Children's Day, my father thought for a moment and prepared different gifts for his two sons.

He piled toys in his pessimistic son's room and horse manure in his optimistic son's room.

In the afternoon, my father came to see his two sons.

The pessimistic son sat in a room full of toys and cried.

Father asked him, "What's the matter, dear son?"

The son replied with tears: "I can't play with so many toys, and I have to change the battery." It will eventually break, and others will be jealous of me. "

The father went to the optimistic son's room again and saw him running excitedly in the horse manure.

Father is puzzled: "I piled horse manure in your room." What are you happy about? "

"hey." He replied, "there is horse manure here, and there will be a happy pony not far away!" " "

I listened thoughtfully to the story told by my mother. Different moods have different feelings. We urbanites are manipulated by money all day and are unhappy. Why not put yourself in others' shoes? After all, different ideas can bring different futures.