What is the best thing in the world? Some people will say, "It's money!" Because as long as you have money, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. Some people will say, "This is a noble position!" Because of this lofty position, everyone will have great respect for you. ..... but my point of view is completely different from these people. I think the quality of helping others is the best thing in the world
On a sunny morning, my parents took me for a walk in the park. We talked and laughed all the way. When we were approaching the gate of the park, I suddenly saw an old uncle fall down. I eagerly said to my father, "Dad, Dad, there's an old uncle who fell down. Let's go and help him! " Without saying anything, dad followed me and ran in the direction of my finger. I saw a white-collar uncle running to the old man first. He helped the old man pick up the dust and asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you all right?" Where did you get hurt? ""I ... I ... I have a pain here ... I have a pain here. " The old man said, pointing to his knee. The white-collar uncle immediately helped the old uncle to the rest chair on the side of the road, rolled up his right trouser leg and saw that the old uncle's right knee was red and swollen. "Uncle white-collar uncle said in a hurry, I'll take you to the hospital! Your injury is quite serious. "No need, young man. Go ahead. I'll just sit for a while. "The old man shook his head." Then stand up and show me, isn't it better? "Who knows, the old uncle didn't stand firm and sat down again." Don't! Your injury is not light. If it is not treated in time, it will be more serious! "Say, white-collar uncle stopped a taxi and helped the old uncle into the carriage.
I witnessed what my white-collar uncle did. His helpful behavior is a noble quality, which everyone should do and the best thing in the world.
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At noon that day, only my grandfather and I were at home. Grandma goes to the vegetable market to buy food, and mom and dad go to work. Now the house is as empty as a pumpkin without pumpkin seeds. Grandpa and I are going to clean the house together, because we feel bored. I found that there were almost no eggs in the kitchen refrigerator, so I ran downstairs to the supermarket to buy eggs.
Although there is everything in the supermarket, the price is too expensive. I took the bag and filled the eggs carefully, praying in my heart that there must be no mistakes. But it backfired. Just when I took the last egg, it was probably because I was relieved. As soon as I relaxed, my hand slipped and my egg hit another egg like a boulder. The first time, a big stone hit you on the head for no reason. Still have to be wronged to death? Eggs wronged, I also wronged, feel unlucky. I have to pay for it.
So, I ran over and asked the assistant aunt how much an egg was. She said, "An egg costs about 50 cents." I'm relieved. Fortunately, I paid the original price of the egg, and I still have fifty cents left. It's a blessing in disguise. If an egg is one yuan, then I will be twice as sad. I told my aunt who paid the bill, and she didn't blame me, just asked me to pay 50 cents. When I got home, grandpa asked me why I came back so late. I told him, and he said, "You are so honest. If you were someone else, you would even say that a thief is a thief. " I'm thinking: if I hadn't lost that fifty cents, I might still be bitter and ashamed.
Now I think: Why? It is worthwhile to spend fifty cents to get an "innocent body" and a "free body". Why are you so stingy? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to live honestly and securely? At least I think so. This incident made me understand a lot of truth, which I will never forget.
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Look! Standing in front of you is a "handsome boy" with big eyes and a little boy's unique intelligence. His face is black, and grandma once said that he fell to the ground and couldn't find it. He pouted and rolled his eyes and said, "Black is a healthy color!" "Grandma was speechless. Like all little boys, he is very playful. Just give him something, even a piece of paper, and he can keep playing.
Who is he? Let me tell you: he is my 6-year-old brother.
My brother has one of the biggest characteristics-his mouth is particularly greedy. This summer, the weather was hot, and grandma bought a lot of ice cream at one time. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for my brother. I saw him eating in his right hand and holding it in his left. After a while, six ice creams all entered his stomach, but his tongue kept licking his lips, as if he were tasting the ice cream. He skipped home again, opened the refrigerator and prepared to buy ice cream. This time, I was stopped by my grandmother who was cooking:
"Well, you've already eaten six, and you still have to eat." Grandma advised with concern, "if you eat your stomach again, you will eat it badly."
"Nothing, my stomach is cold!" The younger brother patted his "general's belly" as he spoke.
"No, this can't be eaten."
"Good grandma, let me eat." "no!"
Seeing grandma's "iron will", my brother sat helplessly on the sofa, his chin propped up in his left hand, frowning and thinking hard about something. After a while, he jumped up like "discovering the new continent" and came to his grandmother: "Grandma, I forgot to tell you. While you were cooking outside, grandpa called and said he would come back from Shenyang at ten o'clock and asked you to pick him up. Look, it's ten o'clock. Go! "
After listening to what my brother said, grandma suddenly remembered that when grandpa left the day before yesterday, he said he would come back today. So she took off her apron and walked to the station. Seeing the "conspiracy" succeed, my brother grinned and took two ice creams out to play.
This is not enough, my brother's "drama" is still behind!
This year 1 October1day is grandma's 60th birthday. There are three layers of cakes on the dining table, which exude attractive fragrance from time to time, which has attracted my brother's mouth watering. But no one was on the table. As a junior, my brother dare not act rashly. He looked at the cake and then at his grandmother. He had a new idea. He approached his grandmother and said, "Grandma, do you think this cake is delicious?"
"I think it must be delicious." Grandma answered with a smile.
"Do you want to eat?" The younger brother asked again.
"think!" Grandma said, touching her brother's head.
"That's good!" My brother dug a big piece of cream with his hand. His behavior happened to be discovered by my aunt. She scolded me and said, "You are so rude ..." Before my aunt finished, my brother said loudly with big watery eyes:
"It's not that I want to eat, it's that grandma wants to eat!" As she spoke, she stuffed cream into grandma's mouth. Grandma only licked a little and said, "You can eat the rest." This is exactly what my brother wants. He quickly licked the cream and stared at the cake on the table. Everyone said, "You, eat the bowl and watch the pot." Hearing this, my brother blushed and smiled.
My brother is very greedy, so we gave him a "good name"-"Little greedy cat".