One day, several Japanese photographers invited a local teenager to buy beer, and the teenager ran for more than three hours.
The next day, the boy offered to buy them beer. The photographers gave him a lot of money this time, but the boy didn't come back until the afternoon of the third day. As a result, photographers talked about it and thought that the boy cheated the money away. On the third night, the boy knocked on the photographer's door. It turned out that he only bought four bottles of beer in one place, so he climbed a mountain, crossed a river, bought six more bottles, and broke three bottles when he came back. He took the broken glass in tears and returned the change to the photographer. All the people present were moved. This story deeply touched many foreigners. Later, more and more tourists came here.
7\ Honest story
In the riverside park in new york, there is a monument to the soldiers killed in the Civil War, and many tourists come to pay homage to the dead every year. General Grant's grave is located in the north of the park. He was the 18 th president of the United States and the commander-in-chief of the Union Army during the Civil War. The mausoleum is tall, majestic, solemn and simple. There is a large green lawn behind the mausoleum, which extends to the boundary of the park and the edge of the steep cliff.
Behind General Grant's mausoleum, closer to the cliff, there is also a children's mausoleum. This is a tiny and ordinary grave, and you may ignore it anywhere else. Like most American graves, it has only a small tombstone. On the tombstone and nearby're signs, there is a touching story about honesty:
The story happened on 1797 more than 200 years ago. This year, when the little owner of this land was five years old, he accidentally fell off the cliff here and died. His father was heartbroken and buried him here and built such a small mausoleum as a souvenir. A few years later, the family wealth declined and the old owner had to transfer the land. Out of love for his son, he made a strange request to the future landowner. He asked the new owner to take the child's mausoleum as a part of the land and never destroy it. The new owner agreed and wrote this condition into the contract. In this way, the child's mausoleum was preserved.
Times have changed, and a hundred years have passed. I don't know how many times this land has been sold or how many owners have changed. The child's name has long been forgotten by the world, but the child's tomb is still there. According to one sales contract after another, it was completely preserved. 1897, this land of geomantic omen was chosen as the cemetery of General Grant. The government became the owner of this land, and the tomb of the Unknown Son was preserved intact in the hands of the government and became the neighbor of Grant General Cemetery. The grave adjacent to the grave of a great historical creator and the grave of an unknown child may be a unique miracle in the world.
One hundred years later, 1997, in memory of General Grant, Giuliani, then mayor of new york, came here. It happened to be the centenary of the establishment of General Grant's mausoleum and the bicentennial of the child's death. Mayor Giuliani personally wrote this touching story and carved it on the wooden sign, standing next to the tomb of nobody, so that this honest story can be passed down from generation to generation. ...
Cats and mice are partners.
When a cat met a mouse, he talked about how much he liked it and wanted to make friends with it, so that the mouse finally agreed to live with the cat. "We must prepare things for winter, or we will starve to death in winter," said the cat. "As for you, my little mouse, don't go anywhere. I am really afraid that you will be caught in some mouse trap. " The mice accepted the cat's good advice and bought a can of lard, but they didn't know where to put it. They thought about it, and finally the cat said, "I think this lard is perfect for the church, because no one dares to steal it." We hide lard under the altar and never touch it unless we have to. "The pig tank was put in such a safe place. But before long, the cat began to want to eat lard, and said to the mouse, "Little mouse, I want to tell you something." "My cousin just gave birth to a baby, let me be the baby's godmother. The baby is all white with some brown spots. I want to be baptized with it, so I'm going out today. Will you look after the house alone? " "Okay, okay," said the mouse, "go ahead. Please remember me if there is anything delicious. I really want to try some red wine for baptism. " Of course, none of this is true, because cats have no cousins and have not been invited to be godmothers. It went straight to the church, climbed into the pig tank secretly, and began to lick it, licking the top lard. Then, it walks on the roof of the city, trying to touch other luck; Then I lay down in the sun. Every time I think of that can of lard, it can't help licking its lips. It didn't go home until dark. "Ah, you're back at last," said the mouse. "You must have a good day, right?" "Everything goes well." The cat replied. "What did you name the child?" "There is no top floor!" The cat said coldly. "There is no top floor!" The mouse cried, "This strange name is rare." Do you often take such a name? ""So what? " The cat said, "this can't be worse than what your godsons call a' breadcrumb thief', can it?" "
Before long, the cat wanted to eat lard again. It said to the mouse, "You have to do me a favor and look after the house alone again." Someone asked me to be a dopted mother again. The child has a white circle around his neck. I really can't refuse. The kind mouse agreed. The cat sneaked into the church from behind the city wall and ate half a can of lard in one breath. "Nothing is better than eating in your mouth," it said, very satisfied with the harvest of the day. When he got home, the mouse asked, "What's the name of this child? ""Half eaten, "replied the cat." Eat half! What are you talking about? I have never heard of such a word in my life. I bet there is no such name in the calendar! "Soon, the cat's mouth began to drool again and wanted to lick lard again." "There are three kinds of good things," it said. I was asked to be a godmother again. The child doesn't even have a white hair except that his claws are black. This will not happen until a few years later. Of course you will agree with me, won't you? ""no top! Eat half! The mouse replied, "What a strange name! I really don't understand. ""Don't go out on a white day, "said the cat." Sitting at home in a dark gray fur coat with a long tail all day, you can't figure it out! When the cat was not at home, the mouse cleaned the house and put everything in order. But the greedy cat ate all the remaining lard. "People can only rest assured if they eat everything clean," it said to itself. He was full and didn't go home with a full stomach until dark. When the mouse saw him coming back, he immediately asked him the name of his third child. ""You won't like the name either, "said the cat. It's called" Eat All ". ""eat! " Cried the mouse, "This name is too confusing! I've never seen it in a book. Eat! What does this mean? " It shook its head and curled up and fell asleep. Since then, cats have never been invited to be godmothers. But when winter comes, there is nothing to eat outside. The mouse thought of what they had prepared for winter and said, "let's go, cat!" Let's get the stored lard. We can have a good meal. "Yes," replied the cat, "that will make you as beautiful as sticking out your pointed tongue to drink the northwest wind. "They set off for the church, but when they got there, they saw that the pig tank was still there and it was empty." Oh, my God! "The mouse said," I finally understand what is going on now! "You are such a good friend! When you went to be godmother, you ate all this lard! First I ate the top layer, then I ate half of it, and finally ... ""Shut up! " The cat barked, "If you keep nagging, I'll eat you, too!" ""... all eaten up, "the poor mouse blurted out. No sooner had he finished than the cat jumped on him, caught him and swallowed him. This is the world!