Keep the light for you +0 Everyone will get help from others more or less when they grow up. Some come from relatives, some from teachers and some from strangers.
That night, I finished my midnight snack and went back to my dormitory. It's past eleven o'clock and it's dark outside. I hung up the mosquito net, made the quilt and went to the table to turn off the lights. When I turned my head and looked out of the window, I saw that the balcony lights of the opposite building were still on, and the lights poured down, illuminating the downstairs and the ground. There was a man standing in front of the window with long hair hanging over his shoulders. She lowered her head and couldn't see her face clearly, as if ... she really scared me. "pa!" There is noise coming from downstairs. I looked down and an old man picked up a stainless steel spoon on the ground. Silent night, this crisp voice. Then he took out a crumpled paper towel from his pocket, wiped the spoon, took out the lunch box behind him and ate it with his wife next to him, chatting while eating.
It's a little far away, I can't hear what they are saying at all. I only saw them smiling brightly and their eyes almost narrowed, as if two couples could eat together, even in the street, which was the happiest thing in the world. In the light, my wife smiled like a flower.
After about half an hour, they stood up and left with the garbage. The ground is clean. When I came to the corner, the people in the opposite building turned off the lights. I realized she was trying to light up the old couple! They are just ordinary cleaners. Who will pay attention to them and care about them? The lady was so careful that she left them a lamp when they were eating. We enjoy clean roads every day, but when did we think about keeping lights for them?
In fact, there are many people who silently guard strangers and provide help to strangers. I remember once, I just wanted to trim my hair at will, so I paced into a small shop with only two seats. The storefront is not very bright and the equipment is relatively simple. Two people are already having their hair cut, and both of them are old people. I had to sit there and wait, leafing through magazines, but I was also bored and began to regret that I didn't bring some homework and wasted a good time. When I was upset, I looked up and saw the barber's serious expression, so meticulous. He is dressed simply: a khaki shirt and dark gray trousers, just like a man from the old society. He waved the scissors in his hand, cut them here and there, and muttered, "Why is it so messy here?" Look at me, ha! All right! ""thank you! Young people. " The old man was ready to pay, and he touched his whole body. He frowned when he saw an embarrassed face. I seem to have no money. What should I do? ""this-"the barber also seems a little embarrassed. "That's good, forget it this time, I don't accept money. Please introduce some guests next time! "After hearing these words, the old man hung up a smile on his face. He grabbed the barber's hand excitedly and said, "thank you so much, young man!" "I-I will come again next time! I walked first, thank you, thank you! " Immediately, the old man hummed happily and left. The barber smiled, too. I smile, too. Although there is not much money, in this credit crisis society, being able to be kind to strangers in this way can make people feel better about the world.
Stranger, the word may have been classified as "bad guy" by now. Therefore, no one will think of helping strangers and giving warmth to some people in trouble. Even if it's just a smile, a greeting, an unintentional kindness, or a specially kept lamp, let us sincerely appreciate the beauty of this world and have hope for life.
They were poor, just married, and didn't even have a place to live in this strange city. They live a life of near poverty in a rented hut. In order to earn more money, he works overtime late every day. The house they rented faces the street. Standing by the window, you can see the end of the street. So, every night, she turned on the orange wall lamp and stood quietly by the window, waiting for him to come back in warm colors.
When he dragged his tired body into the street every night, he looked up and saw the lights on for him. He knew that she was waiting for him to come back. So, a sweet and warm feeling dispelled his fatigue of the day. He stepped up his efforts to ride home, and the worn-out bicycle made a tinkling sound, which was a happy sound.
Gradually, life became better, and they had their own house, which was still facing the street. But she seldom waits for him to come back. He has been promoted constantly, and he is already in power in the unit. Like all men who have the right to be rich, he has a beautiful female assistant, and soon, the assistant becomes his lover. He began to go out under various excuses, and then he simply didn't go home at night without explaining. She tried every means to persuade him to keep him, to no avail. Her daily waiting is in vain.
It was his lover's birthday. He bought many roses to celebrate her birthday and brought a pure gold necklace. That night, under the tenderness of his lover, he agreed to his lover's long-standing request: divorce, and do it at once. He hurried home at dawn.
Far away, he saw a place in the building at the end of a quiet and dark street as bright as day. He recognized that it was his home, and a long-lost distant and cordial feeling rose in his heart. That's how she stands at the window with the light on every night waiting for him to come back! He remembered what she had said to him before. She said, I will wait for a lamp for you every night, a lamp that can illuminate your way home. I hope this lamp will always light up in your heart and light up the road of life for you. No matter how late you come back, I will wait for you until you come back, even for one night.
Pushing open the door, she sat at a sumptuous dining table, tears streaming down her face, without any tiredness. It suddenly occurred to him that today was her birthday, and he had promised to come back to celebrate her birthday anyway. But when he ... saw him come back, she didn't like it or get angry. She just said, "The food is cold. I'll heat it up." He stepped forward, held her in his arms, kissed her forehead deeply and burst into tears.
He was finally moved. A woman can watch a lamp and wait for herself all night, which should contain many expectations and sustenance! Isn't she the light that illuminates her life? But he is ashamed of this lamp!
He finally came back to her, because he understood that a person needs a lamp to light his way home, and more importantly, a lamp that can light up his life. And a woman lights this lamp from the bottom of her heart with the love of her life, and its light is the brightest and longest.
Leave a lamp for you. Lend you a lamp, turn it on, and you will find that money is so insignificant. When you are alive, don't just fall at the feet of money, let friendship and affection fill your life. There is a saying that money is not everything.
Lend you a lamp, turn it on, and you will find that failure is so amiable. You shouldn't curse the pain that failure brings you, because it also brings you extraordinary gifts. There is a saying that failure is the mother of success.
Lend you a lamp, turn it on, and you will find that the smile is so charming. Smile at life, smile at yourself and smile at others every day. Doing so will give you unexpected gains. There is a saying: smile every day and forget all your troubles.
Lend you a lamp and turn it on, and you will find that success is so easy. When you see a genius smiling at everyone on the podium, you will feel that success is out of reach. But as long as you treat success with your heart, you will find it not difficult. There is a saying that as long as you are eager to succeed, you will succeed.
Lend you a lamp, turn it on, and you will find that inspiration is so endless. Don't complain that inspiration doesn't come to you, let alone that inspiration only revolves around others. In fact, inspiration has always been there, but you just didn't find it. There is a saying that inspiration lies in some small details in life.
Lend you a lamp and turn it on, and you will find that beauty is so radiant. The world is not boring. Open the window, you will hear birds singing in your ear, and you will see flowers blooming in front of your eyes. Isn't all this beautiful? There is a saying: it is not that the world lacks beauty, but that you lack eyes to find beauty.
Lend you a lamp and turn it on, and you will find that the difficulties are so colorful. Difficulties are not endless. They are like water in a cup. After a long time, you will always get drunk. As long as you try to solve it with your heart, overcoming it is not a problem. There is a saying: the solution is always more difficult than the reality.
Lend you a lamp, and you will find that life is actually very beautiful.
We have seen countless lamps in our life, including crystal lamps, living room lamps with different shapes, and elegant and beautiful ceiling lamps, but I am only obsessed with that lamp. ...
This is a household lamp with soft light, which is installed in my mother's room. My mother is very stingy and never lets me touch the light switch, as if I would waste electricity or break it.
I like reading horror novels and jokes very much, and I like the feeling that I am obviously scared but I can't help but keep reading. On this day, after taking a shower, I am going back to my room to watch TV. I pushed open the door, but it was dark. Because I don't wear glasses, the surroundings look blurred. Looking back, watching the horror stories lined up, I swallowed nervously and felt that I had fallen into a black sea of Wang Yang. Layers of darkness surrounded me instantly, thick and solid, getting deeper and deeper. I seem to see countless female ghosts wearing Bai Rushuang's long hair running towards me. Don't! Stay back! Help! "pa!" Just when I wanted to scream with fear, a soft light shone on me through the darkness and my eyes became bright.
I took a long breath and turned my head. It turns out that my mother has turned on the light. I know my daughter Mo Ruomu. She must have seen my fear. I smiled awkwardly at her and walked into the room, leaving only my mother standing there with her chin cupped, with a thoughtful face and no idea what she was thinking.
The next night, I took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door again. I thought it would be as dark as yesterday, but what I saw was bright. I looked gratefully at my mother, who gave me a "reassuring" look.
Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, my mother has turned on the light for me for five years.
"Love", how simple it is, runs through every corner of our lives, just like a lamp lit by my mother. Although it seems to be just a small gesture, this simple love has been cared for for for five years, no, not just five years, because this love will last forever and never stop.
Keep this lamp for you. The wind is blowing hard, and I don't know how many people's heartstrings are disturbed. Rain, hitting your face, soaked your numb consciousness. Lonely traveler, does the lamp in your heart also guide you forward? .......
That winter, I found an old man in the community, with empty trouser legs and crutches. Exercise in the community square every morning, at that time. I'd rather stay under the covers than go out, and then the final exam is coming, and I have to get up early every day to face boring words. I can still see grandpa exercising every day.
One day, I went to the supermarket to buy things, and I happened to meet an old man who also went to the supermarket. On my way back, I intend to go home with him. I started chatting with him, and he told me that his wife was ill and their children were working in other places and didn't want to disturb them. Exercise every day, be healthy and take good care of your wife. I am sighing that when they were on good terms, my grandfather told me about his past. He said that he had an accident before and lost a leg. It was his wife who took care of him for most of his life. It's time for him to take care of his wife. My eyes are blurred. Grandpa said: "people always have to struggle, and people have to work hard, have a direction in their hearts and work hard to achieve it." I told my grandfather about my troubles. Grandpa told me that you are still a child and it is understandable to be playful. What you lack is persistence and upward persistence. Setting a small goal can be achieved through hard work, step by step, and make steady progress. This sentence turned on the light in my heart. In fact, I really don't work hard enough, and I have no direction and goal. I want to set a direction and goal and go forward bravely. Maybe something new will happen. From then on, every day, I will enrich myself, set a small goal every day, make small steps forward, make every day progress, make every day nervous, and make every day's efforts weak. Grandpa's words often echo in my ears, inspiring me to strengthen my confidence and forge ahead.
Grandpa turned on the light in my heart and gave me a way when I was confused. The wind is still blowing and the rain is still falling, but I am not wandering.