when it comes to mindfulness, it means doing right.
These two things really have a great influence on me, which has changed all aspects of my life. In the past, I was introverted and weak. I only knew how to please others blindly, and I didn't have any popularity. I often screwed up when I did things, and I didn't recognize myself, and the people around me didn't recognize myself. At that time, my heart was extremely tormented. I don't know if you ever had that kind of isolation, and you didn't know the meaning of your existence at all. I live in a daze all day long, and the surrounding environment has not changed, but there is always a voice in my heart telling me that you can't go on like this, and people have to grow day by day. I don't want to go on like this myself, but to be honest, what can I do to change the status quo? I don't know, during that time, I read a lot of chicken soup, and all kinds of poisoned chicken soup were poured into my empty heart. During that time, just like chicken blood, I stayed in the library alone to read some books that I thought were useful to me. However, my heart was impetuous at that time, and I couldn't calm down or read it at all, so I forgot the books I read during that time and went alone when I was free. I want to gain the recognition and respect of my classmates around me through strength. Now I think what a ridiculous idea it is. Later, I think that these poisoned chicken soup will only bring me a brief and brilliant surface, but then endless emptiness will attack my fragile heart like a storm.
My real change actually comes from my short experience and feeling.
This time, I would like to share with you a short experience and feeling.
I went to Shanghai during the summer vacation of my freshman year to start my first job, doing greening work, which included pulling grass on the roof, watering plants in the station and pruning branches and leaves. I have a particularly unforgettable memory of this job. On the first day of work, I pulled out grass under the scorching sun of 39 degrees. The grass on the green side of the rooftop was dense and dense. The grass was tall and strong, which was very difficult to pull out, and the grass roots had to be pulled out, otherwise it was useless. I just pulled it out for a while, and my heart was full of grievances and complaints. Why did I leave my comfortable home to suffer here? Tears were already rolling in my eyes, but I didn't let her stay. I just looked at the sun and made up my mind not to give up. After all, it was my own choice, and I wanted to see where my limit was.
On the third day, I began to water the station and prune the branches and leaves. Looking at so many people in the station, I was timid. I was really uncomfortable in this environment, not to mention that I was just a freshman, and I felt really humiliated. At that time, I was wearing a green work uniform and my face was immature. Several kind aunts asked me how you worked so young. What do the family think? Here's a bottle of water for you to drink. It's really not easy to come out and earn money at such a young age. My face turned red in an instant, and I couldn't speak at all. I took the hose and hurried to the observation deck to spray on those plants. I really can't say that feeling in my heart, but it's particularly uncomfortable. I just want to dig a hole and hide in it as soon as possible. Every day, I endure it. I can't adjust my mind when I go to work every day. I am unhappy and uncomfortable. I can't let go of my face and feel wronged.
until one day, the weather was bad and gloomy. At that time, I was pulling weeds on the rooftop. Suddenly, without any warning, the downpour fell backwards in an instant, and it slammed all over my head and flowed out of my body along my hair until it flowed into my heart. At this moment, I couldn't bear it any longer, and tears streamed down with the rain. Because I was pulling weeds alone, I couldn't care less about the surrounding environment, crying, yelling and shouting impudently. Crying disappears with the sound of heavy rain in this unsatisfactory world. When I cry, I think most of my parents. This job really makes me feel that it is not easy to make money. We call making money bitter money there. It is really like this. I feel that I am really unfilial, and it is not easy for my parents to suffer from money. However, I still pursue famous brands at school, compare with my classmates and ask my parents why they didn't give me the living environment I wanted at home. I have fought with my father for some expensive and unreasonable demands, and I feel like a real jerk in my heart. How can I understand the sad faces that often appear on my parents' faces without personally experiencing the hard-won money?
My parents always want to give us their best, all of them, unconditionally, but I am still so greedy, so I don't understand, and I have broken my parents' simple and loving hearts again and again.
My guilt for my parents and my disgust for myself made me cry more freely, until I couldn't cry anymore.
the sun came out, and naturally, the sun appeared like this.
Looking at the sun, I thought about it for a long time, and I suddenly realized that no matter what you have experienced, the sun and the world are still the same, and there is no change. What is important is whether you can understand it yourself and make changes.
No matter the scorching sun or the heavy rain, they will eventually pass, leaving only themselves and the strength they have drawn from the sun and the heavy rain.
since then, I have never complained about anything wrong with my family. I have never complained that my family environment is inferior to others. I have to walk on my own. We have never been clear about the kindness our parents have shown us all our lives. How can we ask for more? I can only do my best to make them live better in the future.
When I got my first salary of 156, I was really excited. Although I was so tired, so hot and so tormented during this work, when I got this salary, it seemed that everything had passed, and the obstacles I thought I couldn't get through before were nothing. Now I can finally take part in the responsibility for my parents and our family with my own strength. The moment I handed my mother money, I had mixed feelings. The biggest feeling was that I had grown up. In the future, I would earn more money to let my parents live a good life and stop working hard for me. In fact, later I heard from my father that my mother cried all night that night.
The love parents give their children is a gift that children can never repay.
all the virtues puts filial piety first, and thanks parents all over the world. I hope you will be happy and happy forever.