Diary of Virtue Cultivation

China has fine traditional virtues, respect for the elderly, love for the young, love for the motherland, thrift, and moral cultivation ......I respect everything. In order for us to have a deeper understanding of virtue, the school distributed the book "A Short Story of Chinese Virtues". From the moment I opened the first story, I was already drawn to the spirit of the ancients.

Among these many stories, my favorite is "Zhang Liang Picks Up Shoes" and "Big Ambition". These two stories have taught me two very important truths. "Zhang Liang Picks Up Shoes" tells the story of Zhang Liang when he was walking on the bridge in his childhood, when an old man came over, threw the shoes down and asked Zhang Liang to help him pick them up, and put them on for the old man.

After that, the old man asked him to come here at dawn five days later and taught him the "Taigong Art of War". Since then, Zhang Liang has studied hard and become a very famous strategist. And "Big Ambition" tells the story of Han Xin's crotch humiliation when he was young.

A hooligan asked Han Shin to cut off his head or crawl under his step. Han Shin chose the second. The reason is that he has great ambitions and disdains to fight with that uneducated young man, and there is no point in killing him.

From these two stories, we can see the existence of modesty and cultivation, respectively. Zhang Liang could choose not to help the old man pick it up, and turned to leave, but he didn't, he thought that respecting the old man was the basic of being a person, and it was also appropriate to pick up shoes for the old man. Han Shin, on the other hand, is a person with great ambitions, and those villains don't understand.

"A Short Story of Chinese Virtues" is really a good book, which not only made me understand many truths, but also smoothed the path of my life......

Virtue is the crystallization of the highest human nature. It comes from life and is integrated into life, it's not just that you have the name of virtue, there are many things that are unfair in this real life, people with virtue are always forgotten, and people without virtue are added to the name of virtue. Eggplant digging.

I remember that it was an incident that happened in the fifth grade, because of my heart of honor and disgrace, because of my love of face, I made a mistake, an irreparable mistake. I still remember that incident vividly, and I still remember it vividly.

It was a summer vacation, and I went back to Zhengzhou to visit my grandfather. Grandpa's family lives in a prosperous area, and there is a constant stream of traffic every day. That day, I went out to buy fritters to eat, on the road suddenly rumbling thunder, seeing the bean-sized raindrops falling, everyone has hid in a gazebo to hide from the rain, the lively shouting suddenly turned into a complaint, only one person is still on the street, at a loss to stand, why?

Look, he is a grandfather in his 50s, standing hard in the wind and rain, his hair is wet by the raindrops, flowing down his cheeks after the vicissitudes of life, he is dressed in black clothes, he looks a little withdrawn, his trouser legs are wet by the raindrops, how can he be independent, it turns out that he is a disabled person!

Just when I looked carefully and dismissed, the crisp voice of my life disrupted my thoughts, grandpa, imitation cherry blossom I will help you, a little girl said and ran out, there were bursts of laughter from the crowd, I saw them supporting each other and walked in, in the rain the rain flowed down their cheeks, the clothes were all wet, it was like two chickens in the soup, looking at the little girl, only to see her beautiful face and clothes, the only deficiency was that one sleeve was also empty.

When they returned to the pavilion, their whole bodies were already soaked, and the two disabled people were like this, but we normal people were indifferent, not only did we not help them, but avoided them like a plague, and a few of them were model students, don't they feel ashamed, seeing the two disabled people being drenched in the rain, but they were indifferent. I regret it in my heart, I regret that I didn't help them, I regret my vanity trembling core.

Since then, I have begun to doubt and firmly believe that the disabled are disabled in their bodies, but their psychology is normal, and the normal people we have are normal in our bodies, and the incapacitated is in the mind, a kind and pure heart.

Write about virtue at will.

If someone asks me, have you ever done something virtuous? Actually, I did a few good things when I was a kid.

The first piece: I went for a walk in the park with my mom and bought a bottle of water by the way. While walking, I saw a man sweeping the floor.

I thought, "This guy must be tired!" "I went over and gave him (her) water, and when I got home my mom praised me (it's been a long time since I forgot whether it was a man or a woman who swept the floor).

The second piece: My mother and I went to play in the park next to the martyr's cemetery (the park mentioned in the previous article is the same), and saw that the ground was dirty, and I saw a broom, so I picked up the broom and started sweeping the floor. Sweep from one place to another, all the way to the hallway, and it's done.

After I got home, my mother still praised me once (I only remembered this incident when I saw a **, on which my hair was as short as a boy's, wearing a skirt and holding a broom).

The third piece: I saw that my father wanted to drink black tea when he was playing on the computer, and the tea was quickly drunk, and my father had to wait for a game to finish before pouring water, which was very troublesome, so there were a few times when my father's tea was almost finished, I took the cup outside to pour water, and then took it to my father after pouring it, and my father always said to me: thank you.

I did this in the summer vacation of Biqiao, and it has nothing to do with when I was a child).

I find it a joy to help others.