One and a half friends.
A father had an uneducated son. Because his family is well-off, his father is doing business in other places. He made a group of friends outside, ate, drank and lost all his money all day, and then went to find his former friends, one by one to avoid.
The son cursed his friend for unscrupulous means and committed suicide in grief. His father came back from afar, grabbed him, told him to be careful in making friends, and said that he had only made one and a half friends in his life. The son wondered, what is a friend and a half?
Father said I would lie to my friends, but I would explain afterwards. What do you think a friend is from this lie?
So he took his son to the home of a rich friend. Friends treated their father and son with great enthusiasm and held a banquet for them. During the dinner, the father told a friend of a wealthy businessman that his son had made a big disaster, killed someone outside and was chased by the government.
The friend of the rich businessman immediately got up and called the housekeeper, asked him to bring gold and silver to get through the joints of the government, asked a lawyer, and made it clear to him that if he needed money, he was willing to spend all his money to help his friend tide over this difficulty. After the banquet, the rich businessman gave him a generous gift and told him to go to such and such a place to escape first, and then come back when it was delayed.
After hearing this, the father went out and asked his son, "What's the matter?"
My son admires him so much that he even calls him a true friend.
Father shook his hand: "This is only half of my friend. Let me take you to meet a friend of mine. "
Father and son came to this friend's house, and they were also very happy. They immediately hosted a banquet. During the dinner, the father said that his son had killed someone and was chased by the government. After listening for a while, my friend looked as usual and continued to persuade him to eat. My son is quite disdainful.
After dinner, my friend called out his two sons and said to them, "I have a friend who has only one son under his knee." Now he's in big trouble, and something is going to happen. Who can suffer for him? "
Two sons are competing to replace each other, and now they draw lots to decide which one to replace.
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When the father and son went out, the son burst into tears and realized the way to make friends.
I can't remember which history book this is recorded in. When I read this story, I was really shocked and inspired me to make friends. Although the story seems absurd now, it has far-reaching significance for making friends.
Who cares?
A person travels to the seaside, and the tide is low. Many shallow pits on the beach have some water, including some small fish that can't come back. At noon, there is no doubt that after a while, the shallow pit will dry up and the small fish will die.
A little boy caught a fish in a shallow pit, caught one and threw it into the sea far away. The tourist was very surprised and asked the little boy, "What are you doing?"
The little boy said without looking up, "I'm helping the little fish return to the sea."
This tourist is very interesting. Seeing the shallow pit on the beach, he couldn't help feeling the absurdity of the little boy. He sneered, "Who cares if you do this?"
The little boy still did not look up. He grabbed one and threw it into the sea: "This cares!" "Turn around and grab another one and throw it out:" This one is also in charge! "
After reading this story, when we saw many people in trouble, my mind, which had been numb for a long time, was shocked; When we see that there are so many unfairness in this world that everyone has become accustomed to, each of us feels powerless. We are all tourists.
How long can I live?
There is such a brother and sister who are thirteen or fourteen years old. My sister was in urgent need of blood transfusion in an accident, but her blood type was different. Neither the blood bank nor the people around her have this blood type. When the doctor tested my brother's blood type, it showed a consistent match. Although the boy was still young, he decided to let the boy lose a safe amount of blood to save his sister at a critical juncture.
Before the blood transfusion, the doctor simply explained to the boy that he would use his own blood to save his sister.
Hearing this, the boy turned pale. He thought silently for a long time. Although there were tears in his eyes, he nodded solemnly.
The doctors around me were a little surprised and thought that this boy was too timid. Blood saved my sister's life, and both the doctor and the boy were very happy.
When the doctor came, the boy whispered to the doctor, "How long can I live?"
The doctor was startled and woke up at once. That boy with no medical knowledge thought that blood transfusion saved his sister and died!
The doctor was very moved. He put his arms around the boy and said, "You won't die! As long as your love is still there! "
Stumbling, the story twists and turns, reflected incisively and vividly in this story-if from the perspective of storytelling. However, I remember the wonderful feeling of being suddenly hit by a warm current when reading this story.
Needless to say thank you.
American Mark is a traveler. He went to a scenic spot in the west to play. When Mark was driving on the desolate interstate, he met a car that broke down.
Looks like a family traveling together. At the moment, they are standing on the roadside anxiously. Middle-aged people like their father are making phone calls. Their car seems to have broken down.
Mark stopped the car, greeted the family and offered to help them.
The family readily accepted his help. Mark checked the car and repaired it quickly.
Middle-aged people are very excited. He said it would take five hours if he waited for a friend to repair it. But Mark really helped him a lot. He kept saying thank you and offered to pay Mark a lot of money.
Mark didn't ask for his reward. He said casually, "Needless to say, thank you! I just hope that the next time you meet someone who needs your help, you can do the same as I did today! " Say that finish, mark drove away.
Nine years later, Mark went to Mexico. He made a big mistake in this trip. He didn't bring his usual asthma medicine.
Passing through a small town, he had an asthma attack. A strange Mexican rushed him to the hospital and saved his life.
He expressed his deep gratitude to the stranger. The Mexican smiled and said to him, "Needless to say thank you, I just hope that the next time you meet someone who needs your help, you can do the same as I did today!" "
Mark has mixed feelings. What he doesn't know is that his words in those days have now spread all over the world 100 countries and regions in the form of love relay, and become the code of conduct that both helpers and recipients remember.
This is a story transferred from a foreign periodical. After reading it, I felt warm and deeply admired the American style of learning from Lei Feng. Compared with China's low-key way of doing good deeds, doing good deeds in obscurity, and making no demands on the recipients, the American way of giving certain moral obligations to the recipients is more scientific. Should China's "traditional virtues" of thousands of years also keep pace with the times?
brothers
I have a friend who drives a coach. One day, he transported goods to a mountain city in the north, and nearly half the distance was a deserted mountain road. He collided with another truck on this mountain road. Fortunately, people were safe and sound, but the car was seriously damaged. Because it was the other party's fault, the other party took full responsibility for the accident.
The two got off the bus to check the situation, and then sat on the side waiting for the traffic police who handled the accident. The place is very remote, and the nearest traffic police will take two or three hours to arrive. So the two began to chat, and this conversation was actually very speculative. They are all long-distance men, and they have many common languages. Now they put the accident aside and they became brothers.
Just at lunch time, two people took out the dry food and ate it together. The man took out a bottle of wine and insisted on inviting his friends to drink. After a few glasses of wine, my friend asked why the man didn't drink it. The man sighed. You can't drink alcohol because of stomach bleeding recently. I gave you water instead of wine!
They hit it off as soon as they met, eating and drinking. A friend said the train was worth it, and he met a good friend. The man nodded and laughed.
After the traffic police arrived, the man said a few words to the traffic police. The police saw the scene and measured the alcohol content of both sides. . . There is no doubt that my friend's alcohol content is far beyond the standard. The police told my friend: you are responsible for drunk driving!
It is useless to distinguish, there is no evidence for everything, and it is an ironclad fact that the alcohol content exceeds the standard.
My friend later told me that he didn't know that the world was sinister and people were sinister until he saw each other's smiling faces at that moment in his life!
After reading this story, I took a deep breath and was completely cold. There is nothing wrong with luring him into prison quietly. This kind of wisdom is used to deal with the enemies of life and death, and it is so hard in ordinary life. This society is really beyond the reach of innocent people like us. This story, I think when my child grows up, will be told to him as a compulsory reading course, telling him that the world is not just composed of the above four stories!