Everyone with more warmth, society will not be cold

If everyone is more tender, society will not be cold.

At 8 o’clock last night, I was on the B27 bus going home from get off work after overtime. I met a middle-aged man who came to work in Zhengzhou Gree from a different place. He was pulling heavy luggage. Thanks to the help of kind people, I moved the luggage. get on the bus. Due to his unfamiliar place, he sat in the back of the car a few rows and called out the driver where to stop Gree, saying that he was planning to not go home to work in Gree during the Chinese New Year. The driver said that this is all Gree Park, so he didn't say much. He asked again where he should get off, and no one in the car answered any more, as if it had nothing to do with him. I took the initiative to ask him where he was going, and told him that the Gree Park is very large. This is the factory area to the south, and the B27 terminal is the Gree employee dormitory area. You should first ask where the people who are here let you report. He was very grateful, and even said a few words of thanks.

I think this is really nothing. At the same time, I also thought that if one day my old father also went out to work and encountered difficulties, I also hope that there are the same kind people who can stand up and help.

Only the old and the old and the young, the young and the young, the society will be more warm and harmonious.

It's not easy for the older generation of parents. I remember when I was a child, at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, when I was sleepy, I was pulled up and followed to sell vegetables. The cold wind was blowing quietly on the road, and I was sitting in the vegetable eggplant pile behind the tricycle with my clothes on, the shadows of the trees on both sides of the road at dawn and night were ghostly. There was already a lot of people in the vegetable market at four o'clock in the morning, and there were stalls only when they arrived early. Looking at the people coming and going, bargaining for two cents, it is really not easy for them to make some money, and they are greedy for the dark in the morning.

When I was in junior high school, I took money to pay the tuition. The change of one cent and two cents was tied into a thick pile with rubber band. The teacher looked at it with a solemn expression and asked me to study hard. I have any reason not to study well and not to cherish this hard-won learning time. I only ate two and two tickets and three cents for a meal in my junior high school. Buying a biscuits and adding vegetables is a meal, which is often the case. Sometimes you can buy a biscuits with two cents for four or two food coupons. After weighing it, I still think that the four or two food coupons plus two cents are worthwhile, because you can save a dime. At that time, I was so frugal. At that time, there was a strong force supporting me to study hard and not let my parents down. Once, in order to be with a roommate earlier than anyone else, I didn’t have time. After I got up, I found that it was not three o’clock in the morning. At that time, the light in the school cafeteria was still not on. It took a long time to turn on the light, taking advantage of the faint light. English words are memorized in the corner of the wall behind the cafeteria. In retrospect, I admire myself. Why did I have such a strong motivation to study at that time? At that time, I felt that if I didn't work hard, I would be sorry for my parents and the hard-won tuition. Whenever the squad leader leads the song in the morning and sings "The sky is clear, the flowers are blooming. Smell the flowers, I think of my childhood, my home, that sweetness is like Feng Tang..." I will be especially homesick , But junior high school can only go home once a week. I like to look out the window. I can see the farmland outside, the lush sycamore trees and the people working in the fields. I would think that this is much like my parents working on the ground. There is also a lush sycamore tree on the ground in my house.

When I was in high school, I did not cost more than two yuan for a meal. My brother said that I am reluctant to eat, and eat only enough to sustain my life. Because I know that their parents earn hard-earned money, which is too hard-earned to spend a dime. At that time, I felt that eating was nothing more than rice, and I didn’t need to be full. When I was hungry, Renren would go to the next meal. Why is my mother's legs bad? On the construction site, like a female man pushing a gray truck hard, her legs were sore and she resisted. In their concept, strength seems to be a slave, you can overdraw at will, and you will come back after a rest. On the way home from selling vegetables, my mother was able to fall asleep riding a tricycle, but once turned into a ditch, her legs were red and swollen and she was not willing to go to the hospital. What is continuous rotation? I have understood since I was a child. They started at two or three in the morning to go to the market to sell vegetables, and when they came back in the afternoon, they went picking vegetables in the fields until dark. It's not easy for them to make money. Although they don't have any great skills, they often let me go to the fields to work and sell vegetables at the market. I think they are the greatest people in my mind. I am also alone and never bother them. In high school, the summer vacation was closed. I walked home by 5 or 6 kilometers. The door was locked knowing that they had all gone to work. I just overturned the wall and opened the door from the back to launch the tricycle, and rode the tricycle to bring the luggage and books back. I especially look down on those gnawing old people, how old they grow up, not to give their parents money, but also to ask for hard-earned money, spend their hard-earned money, peace of mind? Especially those children who adore vanity, compare blindly in school, forcing their parents to buy it, or make trouble if they don't buy it. Others look down on their parents and feel that the parents of other students are so rich, but their parents are not capable and feel embarrassed. What should I say to these people? I'm really spoiled and accustomed. I don't know the hard work of my parents and I don't know how to be grateful. Whenever I read Zhu Ziqing’s "Back View", "He climbed on top with both hands, and then retracted his feet; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort, when I saw his back, my tears were very strong. It came down quickly. I quickly wiped away my tears. I was afraid that he would see it and others would see it. When I looked out again, he had already carried the vermilion orange and walked back." Lao She's "My Mother", "Life is given to me by my mother. My ability to grow up is brought up by my mother's blood and sweat. The reason why I can become a not very bad person is that my mother has influenced me. My Personality and habits are passed on from my mother.” I was very moved and couldn't help thinking of my father and mother. They are also great, and have nothing to do with wealth and poverty.

Nowadays, parents are getting older day by day, and their bodies are getting worse and worse. But I was still desperately making money, saying that it was taking advantage of the ability to make more money temporarily to relieve us a little pressure.

Hey, I really hope that time can pass a bit slower, and I hope they can live a long and healthy life forever. Parental love is selfless and great. This year's special epidemic situation saw another touching scene: Wuhan Union Hospital at 2 o'clock in the morning on February 3. A mother came to the hospital to visit. Her 64-year-old son was diagnosed and was admitted to the isolation ward. She said she was 90 years old and fearless. She asked a nurse to borrow paper and pen, and wrote a message to her son: "Son, you must stand firm, be strong, overcome the disease, cooperate with the doctor, and suffer from uncomfortable breathing. You must bear it..."

Whenever I heard the song "Understand You" by Man Wenjun on the street, I couldn't help but think of my father and mother, with tears rolling in the corners of my eyes. You leave quietly, lonely back step by step. I want to be with you and tell you how much I love you in my heart. Flowers bloom quietly, in the night when I suddenly miss you. I want to tell you that you have always been my miracle. Every year, the wind and frost cover up the smile, who can understand your lonely heart. Is Chunhuaqiuyue ruthless, your love is silent when spring goes by. Give me all the love and give me the world. From now on I don't know the pain and happiness in your heart. I want to be close to you and tell you that I know you all the time. Give me all the love and give me the world. From now on I don't know the pain and happiness in your heart. I want to be close to you, nestle in your warm and lonely arms, flowers bloom quietly, in the night when I suddenly miss you. I want to be close to you and tell you that I always know you in my heart.
 

 

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