The Story of Respecting the Old and Loving the Young 555 20

Zhang Jiuling Wen Xi.

Kong Rong let the pear.

Respect the old and love the young.

Everyone knows that respecting the old and loving the young is a fine moral character of the Chinese nation, and as sons and daughters of China, we must carry forward this moral character.

Once, I was sitting in the car, and I didn't get a seat because there were so many people on the bus. Slowly, a man got out of the car, and I hurried over, but in the blink of an eye, I robbed a little boy, and he grimaced at me, and I glanced at him angrily. But what he didn't expect was that he turned around and gave up his seat to an old man, and while carefully supporting the old man, he said to the old man in a soft voice

Be careful, don't fall. Suddenly, the driver came to a sudden brake, I couldn't stand firm, so I stretched out my hands to support the old man, the car was stable, the old man smiled at me, and said, "Thank you."

I blushed and whispered, "It's okay. I looked at the little boy, who was smiling at the old man! "This old man must be the little boy's grandfather. I thought to myself and nodded.

When Atsuwa arrives, please get off the bus at the back door. The car's announcer rang, and the little boy seemed to suddenly think of something, and turned to walk in the direction of the car door, and he turned to look at the old man, who smiled and waved at him, and he smiled and got out of the car. I have a little doubt, how is this so?

Did I misjudge? I went over and asked the old man, "Is that little boy your grandson?"

The old man shook his head and said, "No. I was amazed, saw his weak figure through the window, and smiled.

I admired him, even though he was just a small child. I am proud of him, and I am proud that China has such a flower of the motherland.

Mencius said it well: "The old and the old, and the old, the young, and the young." "As a son and daughter of China, it should be like this, no matter in **, as long as there are people in need, we will do our best to help.

Ding Lan, according to legend, was a native of Hanoi (now Huanghebei, Henan) during the Eastern Han Dynasty, his parents died when he was young, he often missed the nurturing grace of his parents, so he carved the statue of his parents with wood, everything was discussed with the wooden statue, three meals a day to respect his parents before he ate, he must tell before going out, he must meet after returning home, and never slack off.

After a long time, his wife became less respectful to the wooden statue, and curiously pricked the wooden statue's finger with a needle, and the wooden statue's finger actually had blood flowing out. Ding Lan went home and saw tears in the eyes of the wooden statue, asked others for the truth, and then abandoned his wife.

In ancient times, there was a man named Huang Xiang, who was famous for his talent and respect for the elderly at the age of 9. The winter nights were very cold, and Xiao Huangxiang studied until late at night, and his mother told him to rest early, but he got into his parents' bedding. When his father asked him what he was doing, Huang Xiang crawled out of the futon and said:

The winter night is very cold, and I warm a bed for Shuangqin, so that the second elder can rest. ”

Huang Xiang Wen Xi. Kong Rong let the pear

In 1959, Comrade *** returned to Shaoshan and specially invited the elderly among relatives and friends to dinner. He toasted the old people, the old people said"The chairman toasts, how dare you! "The Chair immediately replied"Respect for the elderly and respect for the virtuous should be. "

In 1919, ***'s mother suffered from mumps. ***, who was studying in Changsha, hurriedly rushed home when he got the news, wanting to pick up his mother to support the provincial city for treatment. However, due to other complications, Mao Wen's - Wen Qimei still passed away.

With great grief, he wrote the "Sacrifice to the Mother" and two spiritual couplets with tears and ink. One of the couplets is:"The grass is still calling, infinite care, and all the hatreds must be mended; Immortal and new Buddhism, can't live in the world, where to find mercy.

The other is the following:"The south bank of the spring breeze is far away, and the autumn rain spills a lot of tears in Shaoshan. "From these two couplets, I can see ***'s feelings for his mother's nurturing grace, and express his filial piety to his mother.

It was the spring of 1962, ** returned to Sichuan with the prime minister's visit, passing through Chengdu to visit his 80-year-old mother, just as he had just changed his diaper after incontinence.

**Pick up diapers:

When I was a child, you washed my diapers countless times, and today I will also wash one for you"。

Wash, wash, wash the spring flowers:

Long diapers, traditional virtues have been passed down for thousands of years.

I love the young swallow and respect the elderly.

The ancients said: "The old and the old, and the old of the people; The young of me, and the young of man". It is the responsibility of our students in the new era that we should not only honor our parents, but also respect other elderly people, love young children, and create a sincere folk custom of respecting the old and loving the young in the whole society.

One morning, I was sleeping on the kang when I was woken up by a chirping sound. I looked at my watch, and it wasn't even five o'clock. I really wanted to sleep a little longer, but the diligent little swallow still kept calling.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the busy figure of the little swallow and the milk swallow in its nest. I took a closer look and found that each swallow had a small grass tied to its feet, and it turned out that the careful mother swallow was afraid that the swallow would fall, so she tied them to the nest with the grass, and after doing these things, it flew outside to catch food with peace of mind.

Mother swallow flew while trying to find the flying insect, looking for a long time but did not find it, it wanted to land on the wire to rest for a while, but its feet just touched the wire and flew again, probably because he thought of the nest of the milk swallow! After a while, it found food and flew back to feed the nest of the swallows, the swallows scrambled to grab the food, for fear that there would be no own, the mother swallow separated them with her head, one by one, and saw the swallows eating with relish, it smiled with satisfaction.

I said goodbye to Little Swallow and went to my grandmother's house again. I knocked lightly on the door a few times, but no one opened the door, I opened the door, and when I entered the house, it turned out that my grandmother was resting, and the floor in the house was very dirty, so I picked up a broom and started to clean it, and after ten minutes, the house became clean. Grandma also woke up, saw me coming, and hurriedly brought out something delicious for me, I hurriedly waved my hand and said no, and I saw that the dishes and chopsticks outside had not been washed, and the flies were buzzing and flying.

I asked my grandmother if she wanted to wash it, and my grandmother said that she would wash it herself later, so I stepped forward and washed the dishes for my grandmother, and when I was done, my grandmother said, "I don't need to wash it, I can wash it myself." I said

"Grandma also praised me, and I was very happy.

I think of the swallow family under the eaves of my house, when the milk swallows grow up, the parents who once nursed them are too old to fly, will they honor their parents like their parents did when they nursed themselves?