There is an old man in Ruzhou countryside, whose family is well-off and very rich. However, he has been illiterate for generations and doesn't even know the simplest words, such as "who is it?" It is inconvenient to do many things without literacy. The old man was fed up with suffering and decided to let his son read and write.
One year, the old man invited a scholar from Chu to teach his son to read. On the first day of school, the teacher wrote a stroke on the white paper with a brush and told his son, "This is a word." His son studied hard and remembered it. When he came back, he wrote to the old man: "I learned a word-'one'." The old man saw his son studying hard, saw it in his eyes and enjoyed it in his heart.
When I went to school the next day, the teacher wrote two strokes on the paper with a brush and said, "This is a word' two'." This time, my son didn't feel anything new, so he remembered it and went home. On the third day, the teacher wrote three strokes on the paper with a brush and said, "This is a' three' word." The son rolled his eyes as if he realized something and couldn't learn. He threw down his pen and ran back to his father happily and said, "This is really good to read. My child has learned it. Don't bother Mr. Wang now, lest Mr. Wang spend so much money to ask his father to dismiss. " Seeing that his son was so clever, the old man happily prepared a reward and dismissed the teacher.
A few days later, the old man wanted to invite a friend named Wan to drink, so he told his son to get up early in the morning and write an invitation. The son readily agreed: "Well, isn't it easy?" ? Look at me. "
Seeing that his son was confident, the old man was relieved to do other things. Time passed slowly, and when the sun was about to set, the old man couldn't help feeling anxious: "What happened to my son?" After waiting and waiting, the old man finally got impatient and went to his son's room to urge him.
As soon as he entered the door, the old man saw his son sitting at the table with a sad face, and the paper dragged on the ground was all the way of the underworld. My son is drawing on a piece of paper with a wooden comb covered with ink. When he saw his father come in, he complained, "There are so many surnames in the world, why is his surname Wan?" I borrowed my mother's wooden comb and can write more than 20 strokes at a time. From the early hours of the morning to now, my hands are sore, and I only wrote less than 3000 strokes! It's really hard to write thousands of words! "
Knowledge is infinite. If we only learn a little knowledge, what's the difference with this stupid son?
(2) The Shepherd and the Sea
There is a shepherd who lives next door to the kingdom of Poseidon. He built a comfortable cabin by the sea. He is also a kind master of a small flock of sheep, and he spends his time steadily. He doesn't know what glory is, and he doesn't know what sadness is. He may be more satisfied with his happy life than many kings.
However, every time he saw a ship, a lot of treasures coming from the sea, batches of goods piled up on the coast, and the goods in the warehouse were stored tightly, and he saw how their owners lived a rich life, the shepherd was fascinated by this sight. He sold his sheep and house, bought goods, got on the boat and set out for the sea, but his voyage was not long. He soon realized that the vast sea was changeable: as soon as the coast disappeared from sight, a storm broke out and the goods sank to the bottom of the sea. He tried to save his life. Now he has to thank the sea. He has come to herd sheep again, but there is one difference:
However, despite being poor, what can't be done with patience and hard work? He sleeps less today and eats less tomorrow. He saved his money, set up a flock of sheep and re-grazed his own sheep.
One day, at the seaside, it was sunny, and he sat with his sheep to rest. He saw that there were no waves on the sea, and the sea seemed calm. The ship left the dock and sailed smoothly at sea. "My friend!" He said, "You want to rob money again. It's wishful thinking to rob my money. You'd better find someone else. You've plundered enough from us. We'll see how you seduce others. You'll never get a Gaby from me again. "
I don't think it is necessary to explain this fable at all, but why not say a few more words here? Instead of chasing deceptive hopes, it is better to keep what you have! Among thousands of unfortunate people who have been deceived by deceptive hopes, only one person has not been deceived. As for me, no matter what others say, I will firmly abide by my creed: how to arrange the future by God has been my insistence.