Excerpts from the English Version of Yilin I
The courage to decide whether to win or lose.
When I was 5 years old, my father and I lived on an island called Cavite, which was outside Jebel Harbor. Without playmates my age, I can only play on the beach. Every morning, the first thing I wake up is to rush to the beach and search for the "gifts" that the waves brought me at night-a toy car without wheels, several plastic toy soldiers with no hands and feet, plastic balls and rubber balls of different colors, and so on.
One summer morning, I went to the beach again Far away, I suddenly saw a toy boat I had never seen before, with a white resin hull and transparent sails made of plastic plates. That's a perfect and beautiful toy!
Just as I ran to the boat excitedly, the waves of a ferry suddenly threw the boat into the sea. My heart suddenly tightened and I jumped into the sea without thinking, reaching for the boat and completely forgetting that I couldn't swim at all.
In the blink of an eye, the sea flooded my neck. Just when I felt some difficulty in breathing, a big wave came and I was swept in at once. I scratched my hands and kicked my feet desperately, trying to keep my head on a horizontal plane. However, the sea is deep and cold, and the current is very powerful. Gradually, I feel exhausted. In a trance, my body gradually sank to the bottom of the sea. ...
At this time, my father just walked out of the seaside cabin where we lived and saw me struggling for help in the sea at a glance. He immediately rushed into the sea as fast as he could and dragged my body out of the water. He dragged me all the way ashore and immediately gave me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. After a while, I came to my senses, leaned down and "wow" spit out more than a dozen mouthfuls of seawater. I opened my eyes and saw my father. He really cried. I have never seen him cry so sadly, and since then.
The next day, I staggered out of the hut. The terrible experience of the previous day made me afraid of the beach. I am in the distance, staring at the beach that once brought me countless happiness. Just then, my father came over. He patted me on the shoulder and asked me to follow him to the seaside. The sea didn't reach my instep and knees, and my father held me in his strong hand. I feel my body floating in the sea. In this way, I quickly learned to swim. In order to exercise my courage, my father also took me to the breakwater on the island and asked me to try to jump. Although I knew the sea there was deep, I jumped with my father because I knew that I would land safely with him down there.
Gradually, I fell in love with the sea. Often, when I am struggling to paddle in the sea, my father will sit by the reef on the shore and look at me with a happy smile. He knew that I had completely walked out of the shadow of drowning accident and began to understand that difficulties and setbacks were actually an important part of life, which made people cherish hard-won success more.
Later, I got an art degree from the University of the Philippines. Now, I am a professional painter. Whenever I try to think about the expression of a work, I often swim in the sea and get inspiration from that feeling of freedom. At this moment, I always think of what my father said when he took me to the breakwater: "Believe in yourself. Son, you can do it! "
Excerpts from English Text of Yilin II
Dignity is that you are poor, but you never cry poor.
Recently, the news of a quadruplet family in Shenzhen has changed from an ethical upheaval to a commercial film, once again refreshing the moral bottom line.
The couple from Shenzhen became popular in 2006 when they gave birth to quadruplets through "natural conception". In the past ten years, they have received indirect funding from the government and society. The couple have always appeared in the sad image of "no matter how hard they suffer, they can't suffer their children", which has won the sympathy and attention of netizens and all walks of life.
In 20 16, quadruplet families signed up for the housing renovation plan "Warm New Home", but in the process of housing renovation, it was revealed that one eldest daughter had been living in the storage room at home in the form of "humble abode", which triggered the discussion of "preference for boys over girls" among netizens. Later, the quadruplet family was discovered, and a daughter was studying in Korea. Later, it was revealed by netizens that the father of Shenzhen quadruplets is a shareholder of a listed company. The image of "distressed parents" in the program for many years, a 60-square-meter house, is just a stage for performance. Behind "the bedroom is less than five square meters and the toilet is only one square meter", it turned out to be a wealthy family who benefited from tears. (Editor's Note: Before the magazine's deadline, there was no evidence to prove that the "black material" against the "quadruplet" family was false. )
A happy family has become a four-fold accelerated version of the Lerner incident. It is obviously richer than 80% of the investors, but it has done something that 80% of the poor despise.
One of my least favorite gestures is crying for poverty. "I have no money, this meal is on you" is a kind of use among friends, while "you are a man, you should pay" is a cheap expression between men and women. Before going abroad, my parents said the most to me: "You can't take advantage of others, just tell my parents when you encounter difficulties." They are the most common parents, and they have kept a passbook all their lives. What they are most afraid of is that their daughter is at the end of the road.
My parents, who were only in their early twenties when they got married, could do nothing but suffer hardships. They are completely stupid young people. As far as I know, my parents got into trouble after having me, which is the kind of trouble that the whole family can only provide me with food. They had to borrow money from their relatives. The echo of "No" made them unable to do the same thing in the years to come, not because their life became better, but because they had to give up what they had to give up, no matter how hard it was, and they couldn't bear to hear the sound of their palms falling to the ground.
Strangely, since I was sensible, I have often seen strange uncles and aunts come to my house to borrow money. Every time, my parents toss and turn all night and deliver cash in person the next day. Once at the dinner table, I asked my parents doubtfully, "Is my family particularly rich?" Parents don't talk, and there is stewed cabbage on chopsticks for at least three months. I'm not yet 10 years old, and I don't understand the silence.
Now that you have a good life, you dare to tell the past as a joke. I used to be afraid of my embarrassment, my ingratitude, and my beautiful dignity in life. I remember being a stubborn girl when I was young. I try to make money and save money. I put some money plaster on my dignity wound. Sometimes when I am invited to the little boy's dinner table, there must be a warm bank card in my pocket, waiting for a gentle brush when I check out. That second is my dignity, which I earned hard. Don't take it away.
In the news commentary of quadruplets, I saw a netizen say: "Six years ago ... I worked in Nanning, earning 1 200 a month, working as a security guard, and earning 700 a month at night." My wife didn't take care of her children at work and lived in a village in the city. In order to reassure her, I secretly ate steamed bread and drank boiled water outside. Didn't I do it step by step? Who hasn't suffered! " This passage was topped, and the following is the approval of countless people.
Chen Jiaqi, one of the most influential western philosophers in China, said: "Dignity is civilization, but it is as easy to fall off as a layer attached to the face." I always feel that dignity has nothing to do with wealth. Sometimes you admit that you are poor, but you never cry. I hope everyone understands.