I always thought I was a generous person. I've always thought of myself as a generous person because I enjoy giving things away, such as clothes, toys, and accessories that I don't like.
I thought that people who had received my small gifts must have liked and appreciated me. However, my father thought otherwise. To him, it appeared to be generosity, but it was actually stinginess. I was not impressed by this.
One day, my father took me to visit his boss. When we said goodbye, his boss gave us a box of apples.
When we got home, my father and I opened the box and found that inside were some small, wrinkled apples, bigger than a goose egg. I couldn't help but yell, "What crap isn't as good as ours! No one wants to throw them away!"
Dad pointed to the apples on the ground and said, "These apples tell us at least two things: first, they are a gift from someone else, and if they had bought them themselves, they wouldn't have been left out for so long. The second is that they can't eat the leftovers, and it's a shame to throw them away, so they gave them to us in passing." Without looking at the apples, I grunted through my nose, "Hmph, what a load of crap!"
"Yeah, what crap! You must always remember that. That's what you get when you give away something you don't like or need!" My face flushed red. I thought of all the worn clothes, picked-over toys, and ornaments I used to give to others, and how they must have said the same thing when they came home and opened them.
My father looked at me and said, "Remember, don't make a fool out of someone. He will know the value of the thing as well as you do. Either don't give it away, or give away what you think is the best, the most favorite, the one you can't afford to give away."
Story 2: Absolute Beauty and Absolute Ugliness
There was an old man who was a great writer known throughout the country. Before he died, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable, so his secretary said, "I'll go call the doctor." Unexpectedly, just as the secretary was about to open the door, but heard the old man said with great difficulty: "Not 'call', is 'please'...... "Said the old man passed out, and never woke up ......
Doctors and nurses heard all this, each weeping.
A "please" word, one of the world's warmest and brightest words, so from a respected old man's mouth, extremely difficult but very natural to say - this is the beautiful heart!
The old man said nothing more, and these words were his last words--words that were so pure and heavy that in a sense they surpassed even the movie scripts and articles the old man had written. For no one will doubt that these words, which best reflect the beautiful heart of the old man, were indeed interpreted by the old man with his life.
This old man is Xia Yan. Knowing this incident, I understand a truth: humility is a profound upbringing, it is rooted in the heart, it has no flower but its own fragrance. Then I remembered a character in Balzac's writing - the old Gérardin. Old Gramps was about to die, but how could not give up his ten thousand dollars, he struggled desperately, very much want to see his gold again. When the priest pressed the gilded cross to his mouth and asked him to kiss it in order to send his soul to heaven, his eyes miraculously lit up, and he tried to make a gesture of "snatching the cross over", so this "last effort also completely cut short his life! "
This is the first time I've seen a crucifix in the world.
This is a masterpiece, and Balzac accomplished the image of the number one Scrooge with such a vivid detail.
Shayan is gone, and so is Grandin. Yet there was such a contrast between their performances in the last moments of their lives, one absolutely beautiful, the other absolutely ugly!
Story 3: The Wisdom of Borrowing Eggs
Working in an office every day is like staying in a very small circle, where close contact makes it necessary to get close to each other. And when newcomers just arrive, it's hard to cross over into that circle, and there's often a sense of loneliness that comes with wandering abroad.
My friend Shan Shan has changed jobs three times since she graduated from college, and although she doesn't stay in one place for very long each time, she manages to become good friends with her coworkers and makes people feel nostalgic when she leaves. I envied her and asked her what her secret was.
Shan told me a story about a foreign housewife who saw a new family moving in across the street and went over to borrow eggs to bake a cake while she made dinner. After the cake was baked, she sent a piece over to the family for them to taste. After a while, she got to know the housewife well. In fact, she still has a lot of eggs in the refrigerator, but she is just borrowing eggs to create opportunities for contact with the family, in order to lay the foundation for the formation of good neighborly relations in the future. Shanshan said that the relationship between coworkers in the office also needs to be "managed" with a little bit of thought. When you first arrive at a new work environment, you have to find opportunities to increase contact with colleagues around you and familiarize yourself with them as soon as possible in order to adapt to your new job. In addition to contact at work, Shan Shan also has her special "small means". For example, the lunch break to the supermarket to buy a packet of beautiful small candies, back to the office to distribute it to each colleague, some people even if they do not like to eat candy, at least will be a smile in return. In less than a month, Shanshan and her coworkers "mingled", and everyone affectionately called her "little rabbit".
But there's a caveat to this: you have to be sincere with your coworkers, and if you're just doing it for the sake of it, it's not going to help, it's just going to make people hate you.
Story 4: Take Kindness on the Road
A human trafficker, abducted a 5-year-old boy, the boy did not cry like other children, has been calling the trafficker uncle, and from his pocket took out a sugar, said: "Uncle, I love to eat this kind of sugar, your child also like to eat sugar? uncle, to you to eat, quite sweet. " At this point, the trafficker to remember that he also has a home, also has a 5-year-old daughter, the daughter also likes to eat sugar, every time he eats sugar, to give him a mouth, gently asked: "Dad, sweet" traffickers then realized that life in the most difficult time, also has its sweet side. The little boy's words, stirred up the trafficker has not completely extinguished the conscience, but also stirred up his feelings of love on earth, he decided to turn himself in. After the case was solved, in addition to him, all the people in the case were sentenced to death, only he was sentenced to 15 years. It can be said that it was the little bit of goodness left in his heart that saved him, because if he hadn't sent the child back that time, and hadn't turned himself in, sooner or later he would have ended up being caught, and would have ended up being sentenced to death as well.
There's another story, from personal experience. After graduating from high school, I worked as a construction worker because I didn't get into college. One day, I was standing under the scaffolding with one of my fellow workers, when suddenly a shriek rang out all around me, and I realized that a shadow was lunging at the place where my worker was standing, and without thinking much about anything, I lunged at my fellow worker beside me and pushed him out of the way. Just then, a loud crash sounded behind me, and I turned around to see that a heavy slab of concrete was falling right where I had just been standing. I was glad that by saving others, I had also saved myself. At that moment, I was standing in the warm sunshine, blowing the warm spring breeze. With the blue sky and white clouds above my head, and the blessed faces of my fellow workers close by, I have never had such a strong feeling that life is so precious and beautiful because of kindness.
In the journey of life, please take kindness on the road, because kindness is the guardian of your life, she will bring you luck, friendship and the most beautiful blessings on earth.
Story 5: The Power of Undertaking
One day, a child and his father were guests at a friend's house. The host waited for the guests to be seated and then made tea for them, put the thermos of warm water on the table, and then, as if he remembered something, left the living room to go to the inner room. While the father and son were enjoying the beautiful scenery outside the window, they suddenly heard a bang, and they turned around to see that the thermos had fallen to the ground and broken.
The master rushed out of the house at the sound of the noise and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter," and the father, after a short pause, said that he had accidentally knocked it over. Later, the father and son said goodbye to the master, on the way home, the son asked the father: "not you touch, why do you want to admit fault?" The father laughed: "In life, sometimes it takes courage to take responsibility, not to justify yourself, people are more willing to tolerate a person who admits fault, and it will not do any good to argue accordingly."
There's a story that goes like this, the Zen master, after the young monks had finished their studies, told them that he had lost his Buddha beads, and that he wanted the person who had stolen them to own up to it. After a long time, none of them admitted it, and finally the Zen master had no choice but to let them go down the mountain, when a blind monk stood still. Everyone suspected that he was the person who stole the beads of Buddha, can not help but be relieved. The Zen master asked, "Did you steal the Buddha beads?" The monk replied, "No, I just want to bring some closure to this matter, so you don't have to suspect all the brothers." The Zen Master laughed as he pulled the Buddha beads out of his arms and praised, "You are blind but your heart is clear, you are the one who has truly learned the Buddhist principles!"
Whether in the workplace or in the family, the courage to take responsibility will make people believe in you more, embrace you. Because only those who have a sense of responsibility can be the ones to lift up the world.
Story 6: The Real Businessman
A man passed by a bustling train station and saw a man with a crippled leg setting up a pencil stall, and he thoughtlessly dropped a hundred dollars as a handout. But after walking for a short time, the man came back and said apologetically to the crippled man, "I'm sorry, you're a businessman, and I can't believe I thought of you as a beggar." Some time later, he passed by the train station again, and a shopkeeper called out to him from the doorway with a smile, "I've been expecting you," said the crippled man, "and you're the first person to ever treat me like a businessman, and look, I'm a real businessman now. "
Story 7: The Dream
A man had a dream in which he came to a two-story house. When he entered the first story, he found a long table with people sitting around it, and the table was full of rich food, but no one could eat it, because everyone's arms were cursed by the magician, and all of them became straight, and their elbows could not bend, and the food on the table could not be caught in their mouths, so everyone was full of sorrow. But he heard the upstairs is full of joyful laughter, he was curious to go upstairs to see, there is also a group of people, the elbow also can not be bent, but everyone ate with great joy. It turned out that everyone's arms could not be straightened, but because the opposite side of the people to assist each other, help each other to help clip food feeding, the result is that everyone ate very happy.
Story 8: Shouting to the Mountain
A child ran to the mountain and inadvertently shouted to the valley: "Hey ......" The sound just fell, and from all directions came a burst of "Hey! ......" echoed. The mountain promised. The child was surprised and shouted again, "Who are you?" The mountain echoed back, "Who are you?" The child shouted, "Why don't you tell me?" The great mountain echoed, "Why didn't you tell me?"
The child couldn't help getting angry and shouted, "I hate you." Where did he know that this shout was not to be, the voice coming from the whole world was, "I hate you, I hate you ......"
The child cried and ran home, and told his mother, who said to the child, "Child, go back and shout 'I love you' at the mountain and try to see what the result will be, okay?"
The child ran to the mountain again. Sure enough this time the child was surrounded by "I--love--you, I--love--you -you ......" echoed.
The boy laughed, and the mountains laughed.
The boy shook his head in disbelief and confusion.
Story 9: Be Your Own Master
The calf, saddened to see his mother cow sweating under the farmer's whip as she plowed the fields, asked, "Mother, the world is so big, why must we suffer and be tortured here"
The mother cow, while sweating like a pig, inexorably replied, "My child, there is no way, since we ate other people's food, we can't help it, it's been like this for generations!"
Habit is your master at the beginning, if you are enslaved by it for a long time, you will "not be able to do anything", you become its slave. On the contrary, if you are used to the habit of slavery, you become the master of the habit. The first thing you need to do is to get used to the fact that you have a good habit, and you will have a good life.
Story 10: Beware of the Scorpions Around You
One day a frog was sitting by the river. A scorpion passed by and said to him, "Mr. Frog, I want to cross the river, but I can't swim. Can you have mercy and let me sit on your back and get me across the river"
The frog said, "But you are a scorpion, and scorpions love to sting frogs."
The scorpion said, "What am I going to sting you for, my purpose is to get to the other side of the river."
"Fine!" The frog said, "As long as you don't sting me, come on up and I'll walk you across the river."
But they had only reached the middle of the river when the scorpion involuntarily stung the frog as hard as it could. The frog struggled in pain and asked, dying, "Why did you sting me? Now neither of us will survive."
The scorpion said, "I couldn't help it, because I am a scorpion, and scorpions just love to sting frogs, and I just couldn't help myself."
Story 11: Jumping out of the Gutter
A little frog got tired of the little gutter where he lived all year round - it was getting low on water and he had nothing to eat anymore. The little frog kept hopping every day, trying to escape from the place. And its companion lazily squatted in the muddy puddle all day long, saying, "What's the hurry?" Finally, one day, the little frog took a leap of faith and jumped into a big pond next to it, where there was so much good food that it was free to roam.
The little frog croaked and called out to its companion, "Come over here, this side is heaven!" But its companion said, "I'm used to being here, I've lived here since I was a kid and I'm too lazy to move!"
Soon the water in the gutter dried up, and the little frog's companion starved to death alive.
Only those who dare to break their own inherent circle may change their destiny and have a broader space for development. Those who stick to their habits and do not want to break away from their usual trajectory will always be narrow-minded, and they will never make a breakthrough.
Story 12: Don't Let Cockroaches Harm You
A man brought something called a cockroach to his new residence. He would soon realize that the entire clean house had become infested with them. Their ability to reproduce is extremely impressive. But they do much more harm than that, the really scary thing is that cockroaches love dirt and go wherever they are unclean. Even if the place is clean, as long as they have crawled, it will become a place for bacteria to breed.
The man used some means to try to kill them, such as cockroach houses, cockroach pills and other modern scientific weapons, but he found that the cockroaches had also apparently entered modernization. Regardless of the means, they always get stronger and stronger the more they fight and live on. Their advantage is that they are so pervasive that if there is just a little hiding place, they can settle down and breed and raise children and then go out and spread viruses and filth. So his clothes, his suitcases, his cabinets, his bed all became stages for their wanton dashing.
In the end, the man realized that the only way to kill them was to throw away all his clothes, all his suitcases, all his cabinets and his bed.
Story 13: Close the door behind you
Former British Prime Minister Lloyd George had a habit of closing the door behind him. George had a habit of closing the door behind him.
One day, George was walking in his yard with a friend, and every time they passed a door, George always closed it behind him. "Do you have to close those doors," the friend wondered.
"Oh, of course it's necessary." George smiled at his friend, "I've been closing doors behind me all my life. You know, it's something that has to be done. When you close the door, you also leave the past behind, whether it's a wonderful accomplishment or a chastening blunder, and then you can start over."
Story 14: It's better to kill than to change
A rooster got up in the morning to announce the dawn. At dawn, it was offered to be killed by its owner.
Another rooster rose in the morning to announce the dawn. At dawn, it was offered to be killed by its owner. Another rooster rose in the morning to announce the dawn, and at daybreak, was still offered to be killed by his master.
The neighbors were puzzled and asked, "These roosters are quite punctual every day, why do you kill them?"
The man said, "In the morning I am in the habit of rising late, and they crow early."
The neighbor said, "It's not their fault; it's the rooster's job to crow."
The man said, "I don't care about that, I need roosters that mate with hens, not roosters that crow."
The neighbor said, "But a rooster can't help but announce the dawn, can't you solve the problem in another way?"
"This is difficult," said the man, "I have thought of cutting out their throats, and then of tying up their beaks, but this is too much trouble, while killing them is a great relief."
"Then why don't you change your sleeping habits?" The neighbor asked suspiciously.
"Change my habits, how is that possible ! " the man said, "I have had this habit for decades, how would I go about changing it for a few roosters? Besides, I am the owner, they should conform to my needs, and when their behavior contradicts me, it is only they who will suffer, how can it be me?"
So the man kept up the habit of killing chickens.
Story 15: Do You Still Have Passion
A psychologist placed a hungry crocodile and some small fish at opposite ends of an aquarium, with clear glass panels between them.
At first, the crocodile did not hesitate to attack the small fish, and it failed, but it was not discouraged; then it attacked the small fish for the tenth time more violently, and it failed again, and it was seriously injured; and it had to attack again, for the thirteenth time, and the fourteenth time....... After more than a few hopeless attempts to attack the small fish, it did not attack any more.
By this time the psychologist removed the stopper, and the crocodile had stopped attacking the little fish. It still looked hopelessly at the small fish swimming lazily at eye level, and it gave up all effort.
Regrettably: like this crocodile, many of us gradually lose the fight after many setbacks, blows and failures. Passion dies, dreams die, and all that's left are bleary eyes and sad sighs of helplessness, hopelessness and powerlessness.
Story 16: Pick up your gold
The poor man offered an idol. He prayed devoutly to the god to bless him and as a result he became poorer and poorer.
Then, in a fit of anger, he grabbed the idol and slammed it against the wall, and the idol's head broke, and a lot of gold fell out of its brain. The man picked up the gold and said aloud, "I see that you are both abominable and foolish; when I honored you, you did me no good at all; when I broke you, you gave me so many good things."
In life, we consciously and unconsciously make many idols. Gradually we get used to looking up and acting as faithful devotees. We don't realize that in every idol, there may actually be gold hidden. Only by breaking it can you obtain it. Everyone should have the courage to break that idol and pick up your own gold.
Story 17: Dislikes
Students were at odds with each other and alarmed the teacher.
One day in class, the teacher gave each person a slip of paper and asked the class to write, as fast as they could, the name of the person they disliked.
Some students were only able to come up with one in 30 seconds, and some couldn't come up with even one, but others were able to list as many as 15.
The teacher collected the slips of paper one by one and analyzed them statistically, and found that those who listed the highest number of dislikes were themselves the least liked, while those who had no dislikes, or very few dislikes, were rarely hated. Thus the teacher came to the conclusion that, by and large, the very criticism they inflicted on others was a criticism of themselves.
When you like others, they may accept you; but when you dislike them, they may not. What you do to others, others will do to you.
Story 18: Don't Lie
There was a goat herder who drove his flock to graze his sheep far beyond the village. He was always fond of lying and joking, and from time to time he cried out to the village people for help, falsely claiming that a wolf had come to attack his flock. In the beginning, the village people were so frightened that they immediately ran to him, and after being laughed at by him, they walked back in dismay. Later, one day, the wolf really came, scampered into the flock, and bit and killed. The shepherd boy cried out desperately to the village for help, but the villagers thought he was lying and joking as usual, and no one paid any attention to him. As a result, all his sheep were eaten by the wolves.
Story 19: The Horror of Persistence
It was an expedition of 24 men who went to the primeval forests of the upper Amazon River.
Because of the special climate of the rainforest, many people due to serious physical discomfort and other reasons, one after another lost contact with the expedition. Until two months later, only the first thorough understanding of the whole situation of the expedition: in their 24 people, 23 people due to disease, lost or hunger, etc., in the primeval forest in the unfortunate death; only one of them created a miracle of survival, this person is the famous explorer John? Paulusen.
Afterward, many journalists were eager to interview John Paulsen. One of the most frequently asked questions was, "Why were you the only one lucky enough to come back from the dead?"
He said something very philosophical: "There is no mountain higher than a man in the world, and no road longer than a foot."
Story 20: Difficulties are like springs
Helen? Keller was three years old when a serious illness took away her hearing and sight.
Curiosity about the outside world took over her whole mind, but she couldn't see or hear, and she was sad and miserable.
Banging against things in the room as if in a frenzy, trying to express her unspeakable rage. Eventually she accepted the harsh truth, and he slowly began to understand. She didn't give up chasing the sunshine of happiness, she put in countless hours of hard work and sweat and she succeeded, she got happiness that will live forever in the hearts of the people.
"Difficulty is like a spring, you are strong it is weak; you are weak it is strong." For difficulties, we can not avoid, then hold your head high and use your efforts to overcome it. And you will be the winner, the successor.
Story 21: Two Clocks
Two clocks had been busy all their lives.
One day, an old clock said to a young clock, "You have to swing 525,600 times in a year la."
The little clock was horrified and said, "Wow, that's a lot, how is that possible? How can I accomplish that many swings!"
Then the other old clock smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, you just need to swing one second at a time, and stick to it every second."
The little clock was happy, and thought, "It doesn't seem to be too hard to swing it for a second, so let's try it. Sure enough, he did it easily.
A year went by without him realizing it, and the clock had already swung 525,600 times!
Story 22: I only do things I'm not sure of
Wang Wenhua, a famous Taiwanese writer and a master of business administration from Stanford University, has made his mark in many fields. Asked why he is always so experienced and keeps his fighting spirit, his answer is only one sentence: "Nothing I do is certain."
There is a story in the Buddhist scriptures about two monks, one poor and one rich, who both wanted to go on a pilgrimage to the South China Sea. While the rich monk saved his money early, the poor monk set out on his journey with only a mantle. After a year, the poor monk returned from his pilgrimage to the South China Sea, and the rich monk's preparations had not yet been completed.
The rich monk asked, "Why did you go to the South Seas when you were sleepy?"
The poor monk replied, "If I do not go, I will be mad all day long; if I take one step, I will be at peace for one minute; if you are steady, so you are there."
The so-called ten take nine things, often the things that get the least return. If you want to do it, do the things you are not sure of.
You feel unsure, others feel equally unsure. But you do, there is a possibility of success, do not do, will always be able to only look at the success of others, risk and return has always been proportional to the investment is so, life is also so.
Story 23: intriguing slogan
A scientist learned that the Grim Reaper is looking for him, they use cloning technology to copy 12 "themselves", want to be in front of the Grim Reaper to fake real life.
Faced with 13 identical people, the Grim Reaper can't tell which one is the real target, so he leaves unhappy.
But it wasn't long before the Grim Reaper, who knows the weaknesses of human nature like the back of his hand, came up with a good way to recognize the real ones.
The Grim Reaper found the 13 identical scientists again, and said to them, "Sir, you are indeed a genius, able to clone such near-perfect replicas.
But unfortunately, I still find a tiny flaw in your work."
Before the words left his mouth, the real scientist jumped up and loudly argued, "That's impossible! My technique is perfect! Where is there a flaw?"
"Right here." Death grabbed the man who had spoken and took him away.
A word of criticism or flattery often reveals a person's weaknesses.
Story 24: Everyone is God
Colleagues recently went on a business trip to Germany, and raised a strange question upon their return: in the city of Dortmund, due to official schedules, they had to finish their work at 5 or 6 p.m. every day to have the leisure to visit the stores, but it was difficult for them to get what they wished for every time. The reason is that as soon as it is 6 o'clock, even if the store is full of customers, the clerk has to politely inform them that it is time to leave work and send them off. On weekends, most businesses are not open at all. The gentleman is puzzled: "market economy is not that the customer is God? Isn't making money the reason? How can they chuck God out the door?" Originally, in the German view, open the door for a while, customer satisfaction, the boss gained, but the interests of the shopkeeper to be damaged. Weekends are the same, open the door for a long time, the rest of the workers naturally can not guarantee.
While my friend is puzzled, we see a mature market economy in the context of labor-management relations ---- The customer is God, and the shopkeeper is also God!
Story 25: Age Issues
A friend ran into an interesting story in Paris, France: when he went to visit a museum with his tour guide and his wife, the staff at the entrance of the museum was only willing to sell them two tickets because the staff thought that his wife was less than eighteen years old. My friend was so angry that he seriously asked the guide to translate for him, telling the staff that his wife only looked young, but was actually over thirty. The staff, however, insisted on refusing to charge him more money for an admission ticket, leaving him touched and puzzled. He later learned that the treatment of museum staff and the museum's admission revenue is not linked, the French set up the museum's purpose, is to allow more people, especially young people, more close to the art.
Similarly, a friend who immigrated to Canada spoke of age with a chagrined expression, saying that Westerners could never understand the age of Easterners, and that every time she went to a bar, she was asked to show her ID card, and she really wanted to tell them, "Come on, I'm already middle-aged.
Museums and bars, likewise, treat teenagers with age restrictions, one extremely loose, the other extremely strict. It's as if a good gardener has the mentality of a seedling: unstinting in giving sunlight, water, nutrients and love, and rejecting any possible infringement.