Twenty years ago, she was 8 years old and her mother was 36 years old. 6 years old is the most naughty age; 36 years old is the age with the heaviest burden on the family. The road is narrow and muddy, but it is the busiest place in town, and people are everywhere at night. Every day when the sun goes down, she and her mother will always appear in that place. That day, the biting autumn wind made her shiver. Mother held her hand as always, as if afraid of her running away. Indeed, there are a sea of people here, one after another, and they will be separated from their families if they are not careful. She noticed that her mother's hands lost their former luster and were replaced by an ancient black color. Mother hurt her hand. She tried to tell her several times, but she stopped talking when she saw the new wrinkles on her temples and the hair blown away by the wind. Mother knows that as a mother, she should protect her daughter, which is her responsibility. She also knows that the only way for her mother to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother is not to wander around and follow her. The wind kept blowing, but she was not afraid. Twenty years later, she was 28 years old and her mother was 56 years old. 28 years old is the age of marriage; 56 years old is the turning point of middle age and old age. That road, brightly lit and full of traffic, is still the busiest place in the town, and the number of people is increasing day by day. She and her mother still come every night. That night, the cold wind kept blowing. She held her mother's hand tightly as if it were her duty and mission. Many times, my mother wanted her to let go of those rough and muscular hands, but looking at her firm face and the coat she put on, she swallowed back. Mom knows that it's time for her daughter to be responsible for her parents when she grows up. She also knows that her mother is old and must be responsible for her. The wind kept blowing, but their hearts were warm.

Buddha said that the other shore is a paradise where there is no life, no death, no worries, no bitterness, no resentment and no hatred. Buddha said that only those who had love and helped all living beings before their death can reach the other shore. I think the Russian writer Turgenev must have reached the other shore after his death, because he knew how to convey warmth to a beggar by shaking hands and give him hope for life. Shaking hands is a kind of etiquette, but its meaning is not simple. How many people in the vast sea of people know the meaning of handshake? The seemingly simple handshake is the most glorious side of human nature. At the 2004 Athens Olympic Games, emmons was chosen as a shooter. The score of the 9th ring hit someone else's target, and he gave the gold medal he had won to a China man. At the 2008 Beijing Olympic Games, he made another mistake in the last shot, but unlike last time, he didn't make a noise and was depressed, but calmly walked up to the unexpected gold medalist and shook hands with him to congratulate him. Although he lost a gold medal, he won millions of gold medals. This man who stepped into the same river of destiny twice proved the American demeanor with his actions and won applause from countless audiences for himself. Shaking hands is a kind of grace, a kind of grace that faces the misfortune and play of fate but smiles. In fact, not only emmons, but also many people have made great achievements by shaking hands. Panasonic has a clerk who shakes hands with guests every time. No matter the other person is humble, the president or a beggar, he will shake hands with him respectfully and offer his own smile. When he visited his subordinate company in Kōnosuke Matsushita, he found this humble employee, noticed his handshake with everyone, and began to pay attention to this little employee. Two years later, he became a subsidiary company. Some people may think that his success is only accidental and trivial, but how many people in life can really be like him? Perhaps his meeting with Panasonic was just an accident, but his success was inevitable, because the details of his shaking hands with everyone revealed his spirit. Handshaking is an attitude, an attitude of pursuing equality and leading people to success. The spring rain is cold, the east wind is still drunk, the weeping willows are parting, and the pear blossoms are snowing. When it is warm and cold, it is the hardest to lose its beauty. Life is so beautiful. May we all know the secret of shaking hands and let love come to the world and spread to every corner. At that time, the world was also the other side!