All for one and one for all. "Doing" means "helping", helping and helping. One person's strength is not enough to shake Mount Tai; Together, we can block the long river. Through "helping", it is easy to feel grateful and grateful to others.
Being helped, Wayne, is a good thing. Although there are different sizes and types of "grace", it has the grace of bringing up an adult, the grace of teaching under the guidance of education, the grace of saving people in despair, the grace of knowing people by Bole and the grace of helping neighbors. But if you are kind, you will get a thousand points. This is not only a character, but also a character.
Proverbs: A drop of water is rewarded with a spring. I remember my parents always telling themselves not to forget every benefactor in life, not to be a "Zhongshan wolf" who bites the hand that feeds him, and not to be an ungrateful "farmer snake". I dare not forget!
Dare not forget the kindness of parents. My father stayed away from the snowy area from childhood until I joined the army, and my mother raised my sister and me. It can be said that "strictness and goodness are one", which not only bears the responsibility of court training, but also bears the heart of licking calves. Although his family is not well-off, he has never suffered the slightest hunger and cold, and he is half tired of life. All day long, as long as you listen carefully, study hard and grow up healthily, don't go astray. Now I always remember the scene where my father came home from visiting relatives to teach poetry together and the purple and black handprints stuck to my body; My mother collected the image of insole knitting sweater and taught me to fold bamboo flute under the Bandu lamp. The pain of flesh and blood has long been forgotten, but what I can't forget is my parents' desire for success.
Dare not forget the kindness of the teacher in teaching. I am playful and naughty, and I don't know much about textbooks. I often have classes in the square and wander in the wild. Although the rotten wood cannot be carved, the teacher never gives up and never gives up. The pointer often hovers over your head, a little distracted like hitting a table. Desks are also in the process of teaching, from two rows to one row, and from one row to the "special row". The hearts gather in the slightly pungent dust and return to Xi in the "roaring tigers and roaring lions" taught by the teacher. Whether staying in class to recite the text or taking some words from memory, the "blue purple" with twisted arms witnessed the responsibility of teachers in those years. It is this responsibility that keeps me from stepping into the society early, wandering around the rivers and lakes, learning, harvesting and achieving something between initiative and passivity.
Dare not forget the grace of leadership training. How to transfer from professional skills to political work posts, from bottles and cans in pharmacies to uploading cases? How to do things? How to write? I used to teach copywriting, working methods and treating people bit by bit. In the rigor of setting an example, I gained a lot from my early twenties. Let yourself be tempered in the comprehensive ability of writing, solve problems more appropriately, improve the ability of organization and coordination, and finally become competent and recognized by superiors and subordinates. How can these leave the training and teaching of those leaders and gradually let themselves mature and grow up?
I dare not forget the kindness of my relatives and friends. Children join the army, and parents live alone in towns and villages. With the growth of parents' age, it is inconvenient to travel and diseases increase, and relatives and friends care and take care of them from time to time. Can these be forgotten? My friends and brothers respect my filial piety on my behalf. They often travel to and from Chongqing to pick up the elderly, buy daily necessities on their behalf, and accompany them to county and city hospitals for medical treatment. Even if the socket, light bulb and faucet are changed at home, they are all made at home. Especially the whole family mourned the death of their father. It was a group of brothers who ran back and forth, coordinated arrangements, greeted them and sent them to the grave. These, no matter which one, are enough to move people for life, be grateful, and dare not forget!
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Make a grass ring. Maybe some kindness can't be repaid in this life. If there is an afterlife, it will be repaid, because parents always remind themselves not to be ungrateful.
2021.1.11Lhasa
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