Proverb: A drop of kindness is repaid by a spring
Motto: A sheep kneels down to breastfeed, but a crow knows how to feed it in return
Story
Grateful Heart
There was a little girl who was born aphasic. Her father died when she was very young. She and her mother depend on each other. My mother goes out to work very early every day and comes back very late. Every sunset, the little girl starts to stand at the door of her house, looking expectantly at the road in front of the door, waiting for her mother to come home. When her mother comes back, it is the happiest moment of her day, because her mother brings her a piece of rice cake home every day. In their poor family, a small piece of rice cake is a supreme delicacy.
One day, it was raining heavily and it was already past dinner time, but my mother hadn’t come back yet. The little girl stood at the door of her house and looked and looked, but she couldn't wait for her mother. The sky was getting darker and darker, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. The little girl decided to follow the way her mother came back every day to find her mother. She walked and walked, and finally saw her mother lying on the ground on the roadside. She shook her mother's body vigorously, but her mother did not answer her. She thought her mother was too tired and fell asleep. He put his mother's head on his lap, hoping to make her sleep more comfortable. But then she discovered that her mother's eyes were not closed! The little girl suddenly understood: Mom may be dead! She felt scared, took her mother's hand and shook it hard, but found that her mother was still holding a piece of rice cake tightly in her hand... She cried desperately, but couldn't make a sound...
The rain kept falling, and the little girl didn't know how long she cried. She knew her mother would never wake up again, and now she was alone. Why don't mom's eyes close? Is it because she doesn't trust her? She suddenly understood what she should do. So she wiped away her tears and decided to use her own language to tell her mother that she would live well and let her go with peace of mind...
The little girl sang the song "Thanksgiving" in sign language over and over again in the rain. "Heart", tears and rain mixed together, sliding down her small but strong face... "Grateful heart, thank you for being with me throughout my life, giving me the courage to be myself... Grateful heart , thank fate, I will cherish the flowers when they bloom and fall..." She stood in the rain and kept doing it until her mother's eyes finally closed...
The reward of gratitude
In a famine-ridden city, a baker with a well-off family and a kind heart gathered dozens of the poorest children in the city together, then took out a basket containing bread and said to them: "This basket There is one piece of bread for each of you. Until God brings good times, you can come and get a piece of bread every day." In an instant, these hungry children rushed up like a swarm of swarms, and they pushed around the basket. They were squeezing around and shouting loudly, everyone wanted to get the biggest piece of bread. When everyone got the bread, no one said thank you to the kind baker and left.
But there was an exception for a little girl named Eva. She neither made noises with everyone nor fought with others. She just stood humbly one step away and waited for the other children to get it before she picked up the smallest piece of bread left in the basket. She did not leave in a hurry. She thanked the baker and kissed his hand before heading home.
The next day, the baker put the basket of bread in front of the children again. The other children were still scrambling for it like yesterday. The shy and pitiful Eva only got one that was smaller than the one the day before. Half of the bread. When she got home, her mother cut the bread open and many new, shiny silver coins fell out.
My mother shouted in surprise: "Send the money back immediately. It must have been accidentally rubbed in when kneading the dough. Go quickly, Eva, go quickly!" When Eva told Bread what her mother said When he was making the bread, the baker said lovingly: "No, my child, there is nothing wrong with that. It was I who put the silver coins into the bread, and I want to reward you. May you always maintain such a peaceful and grateful heart. Heart. Go home and tell your mother that the money is yours." She ran home excitedly and told her mother the exciting news. This was her gratitude.
Surgery fee = a glass of milk
A boy living in poverty sold goods door to door in order to save for tuition.
In the evening, he felt extremely tired and hungry, but his sales were not going well, which made him a little desperate. At this time, he knocked on a door, hoping that the owner could give him a glass of water. The door was opened by a beautiful young woman, but she gave him a cup of thick hot milk, which made the boy extremely grateful.
Many years later, the boy became a famous surgeon. A sick woman was transferred to the hospital where the famous surgeon was because her condition was so serious that the local doctors were helpless. After the surgeon performed the operation on the woman, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the woman was the young woman who had enthusiastically helped him many years ago when he was hungry and cold. It was the cup of hot milk that gave him confidence again. .
As a result, when the woman was worrying about the expensive surgery fee, she saw a line on her surgery bill: surgery fee = glass of milk.