There is a good saying: "Happiness does not depend on wealth, power and appearance, but on how you get along with the people around you." Do you want to be a happy and successful person? Then start by being kind to yourself and others!
/kloc-One winter in the middle of 0/9th century, a teenager wandered to Walson Town, Southern California, and the kind mayor Jackson took him in.
In winter, it rains and snows in the town, and the path next to Mayor Jackson's garden becomes muddy, and pedestrians have diverted through the garden, making it a mess. Seeing this, the young man left by the mayor felt very sorry, so he braved the rain and snow to take care of the flower beds and let pedestrians still walk through the muddy path. At this point, the mayor picked a car full of dregs, paved the path, and pedestrians stopped walking in the flower bed. The mayor said to the boy, "Taking care of others means taking care of yourself!" "
"Caring for others means being kind to yourself!" Although this is an ordinary sentence, it has greatly shocked and enlightened the hearts of teenagers. He realized that caring for others, although it takes effort, can also be rewarded. The mayor's words became a great treasure that the boy could enjoy all his life. He later became an oil magnate, and he was Hammer. In a mountainous county in southern Anhui, there was a young farmer. He planted good varieties of rice with high yield. He always gives his excellent rice varieties to the villagers for free. The villagers asked him, "Aren't you afraid that we will catch up with you?" The young farmer replied, "I actually helped myself and gave you good seeds." He knows that people around him have improved their rice varieties, which can prevent their rice varieties from changing and lead to reduced production.
Life is often like this: understanding and tolerating others is actually supporting and helping yourself, and being kind to others is being kind to yourself. There is an old saying in China: Give someone a rose, and your hand will smell fragrant. It can be seen that being kind to others is a basic principle that people should follow in the process of seeking success. In today's society that needs cooperation, people are more interactive. Only by caring for others first and sincerely helping others can we handle interpersonal relationships and get happy cooperation from others. Mencius once said, "A gentleman is nothing more than being kind to others." Those who give generously and ask for nothing in return are often easy to succeed; Those who are selfish, stingy and haggle over every ounce can not only find a partner, but may even become lonely. Some friends will ask: how to be kind to others? Being kind to others is easy to say, but not easy to do. It covers a wide range of contents. Such as: caring for others and extending a hand of friendship when friends are in trouble; Respect others, don't explore their privacy, and don't talk about others behind their backs; Good at communicating and communicating with people, good at interacting with people with different interests and personalities; Admit the value of others and be responsible for yourself ... Generally speaking, the most important principle of being kind to others is "don't do to others what you don't want them to do to you". Everything should be considered from each other's point of view. If you follow this principle, you will get many good friends and partners.
Some people say that good interpersonal relationships are not only made by actions, but also "flowing" from the bottom of my heart. This sentence is very philosophical, it tells us; Interpersonal communication should treat people with sincerity and communicate with people with "heart". Some people are eager for friendship, but refuse to open their hearts to each other. A female classmate of a key university in Shanghai once wrote to me and told me that she was troubled by the lack of friends. She said: "After going to college, it may be because everyone has grown up, and everyone has become intrigued and used each other." I hate this situation, so I become deep and indifferent, and I am determined to wrap myself in loneliness and hone myself in inner pain. I am indifferent to the team's affairs and take' going my own way' as my motto. Don't talk to classmates after class, don't joke, don't talk in class ... "This classmate's practice is not appropriate. She is eager for friendship, but she doesn't want to open her heart to communicate with her classmates first. Instead of liberating yourself, it is easier to add pain and loneliness to yourself. I often encountered this situation in a large number of consultation letters I received in the past. Some college students often treat people with the psychology of "I won't talk to you if you don't talk to me" and "I don't want to make friends with you if you don't make friends with me". How can you get the friendship and help of others?
In the pursuit of success, no one can do without the cooperation of others. Especially in modern society, if you want to succeed, you should try your best to get the support and help from people around you. Only when you treat others sincerely will others cooperate with you sincerely. Please remember this sentence: to be kind to others is to be kind to yourself!
wrestling
The jar stood there with a stone lock in her hand. Mark, one size younger than him, is dancing up and down with a stone lock.
"Stop-"said Mr. Li, holding his big teacup in one hand and pointing to the jar in the other. "Let's see how Mark did it. Let's do it. "
The jar picked up the stone lock and all eyes were focused on him. This jar is a bit unnatural. He threw the stone lock into the air, and with a bang, it landed on the beach, which attracted everyone's kind laughter.
"You have to let it roll in the air." Ye said, "Come again, don't be afraid to make a fool of yourself. They all came like this. " One minute on stage, ten years off stage, I want to practice a doorway. How can we not suffer? "
The jar slammed the stone lock hard, and the stone lock barely turned twice in the air, so he caught it. Although the jar was a bit clumsy, it was recognized by Li Shifu. It is more and more convenient for him to repeat this action.
Here, it is a wrestling hall in Beijing, named Shan Puying.
Wrestling has a long history in Beijing. In the Qing dynasty, there was a charity camp in the palace to train a group of robot households. These people are experts in Ouchi, usually the emperor's bodyguards, and they are also athletes who entertain guests when VIPs visit. Every year, when there is a grand ceremony, robot users will come to the stage to entertain, which is also a way for the Qing Dynasty to contact Mongolian governors. Every year, the masters on the grassland will go to Beijing with the prince to compete with the masters of the emperor, and the winner will be rewarded.
After the Republic of China, these robot households fled to the people, and they and their descendants made a living by performing and became famous in Qianmen area. It was not until after liberation that many talents joined the national sports team and participated as athletes. As a sport, Chinese wrestling is very popular.
However, due to the change of entertainment in recent years, few people take part in this kind of hard training. Li Shifu, an authentic descendant of Beijing wrestling, set up this wrestling hall in the hope of inheriting this cultural treasure.
In two weeks, Mr. Li will lead the Beijing wrestling team to France to participate in the "Paris Mayor's Cup" wrestling competition. Although it's already dog days, no one dares to neglect it. I hope to adjust to the best condition in the last few days.
The stone lock of the cylinder can gradually stick to your hand. Mark came running, smiled at him, took the stone lock he threw, and then played a trick on him, throwing it at the jar with a gesture of "Su Qin's sword".
Gangzi grinned and there was sweat on his bald head. He struggled with the stone lock and continued to dance like Mark.
On the other side of the wrestling field, American Mike is playing with a "big stick". This is a unique training tool for outstanding soldiers in Beijing. This stick is more than two feet long. It's made of fine mahogany, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it and exquisite designs. Fuck "big stick" is a kind of strength in wrestling. According to Li Shifu, if you are too big, you have to let the wrestling power reach your upper body. With the strength of wrestling, no matter how big things are, they will lie down as soon as they are pulled.
Mike danced wildly with the "big stick" in his hand, winked at the jar from time to time, and laughed when he saw the jar fall down. There is an unwritten rule in the charity camp. If you are good at kung fu, everyone will make fun of you and train you. If you work hard and practice something, you are qualified to train others. So people here are holding their breath and eager to practice their unique skills.
On the other side of the wrestling field, Xiao Huazi and Er Pang blushed, and they were busy warming up-to see who could hold each other firmly first, which was an important lesson in wrestling. Experts say: hands are two doors, and you can win by your feet. In other words, if you can't catch it, you can't fall.
The jar's eyes kept turning to Xiaohuazi and Erpang, and the stone lock that Mark threw almost hit him.
"Focus, focus." Mark said discontentedly.
"If you practice this today, don't eat it if you can't learn it." Grandpa Li said half-truths with a smile.
"Well, let's practice this." The jar shouted loudly.
The stone lock draws a beautiful arc in the air.
Everyone practiced in full swing, with smoke on their heads, until Master Li Rang struck the gong after class.
People walked to the dining hall in twos and threes, leaving only the jar standing alone under the big willow tree and continuing to play some stone lock tricks learned today. ...
two
Just after work, I received a phone call from my mother. She said, "Your father has stomach trouble again, and now he has been sent to the county hospital. The doctor said that surgery may be needed to remove part of his stomach. "
Listening to her mother's words, the jar's eyes were wet.
Just graduated from junior high school, he should have stayed at home and done some farm work for his father who had been running for half his life. My father is old, and he can no longer see the pride of the soldiers in those days. His back is bent and he is always out of breath. In the past, my father could run from home to the threshing floor in the village with a load of millet on his back. Now he has to rest several times even with a load of water on his back.
When Gangzi told his father that he was coming to Beijing, a trace of sadness crossed his father's face. Although the family made a lot of noise about it, neither mother nor father could overcome the one-track-minded jar and gave him all their savings.
On the day he left home, his father went to the fields early. Before getting on the bus, Gangzi saw his father's back from a distance and felt a little bitter. He secretly vowed that he must go to Beijing to mix, take his younger brother to work in Beijing to earn some money, and let his parents enjoy their old age.
Gangzi stood at the gate of the bank, muttering, "What I saved this year, I want to get it back when I go home. Send back 5,000 yuan first, and I will keep the rest for living expenses abroad. " I promised to compete abroad. When I come back, my operation will be over. "
Gangzi walked into a secluded alley, holding a wallet, and walked to the post office deep in the alley.
Some people gathered in front of the post office, and several young people opened their stamp albums and were telling their collections seriously. Gangzi usually likes stamps, so she stopped to watch the fun. He was about to get up when someone patted him on the shoulder. A child of his age stood behind him with a bright smile on his face. This man has a small head and an earring hanging from one ear. Holding a stamp album in his hand, he looked at the jar sincerely: "I'll send you a souvenir cover to send letters to my family and friends." Very dignified. "
The jar took it with a smile.
"Dude, I have a lot of change in my hand. Change it into a whole ticket for me. I have to send money anyway. "
Looking at the wallet in his hand, the jar smiled at the man and instinctively accepted the change he handed me.
Gangzi held her wallet in her arms and carefully counted the change handed by the other party. When the count was finished, he couldn't help shouting, "This hundred dollars is still four dollars short."
"Really?" The flat head counted it himself, then handed the money to the jar, helped him with his wallet and asked the jar to count the money again. Money is spent properly, and there is no shortage of money.
The man took the one hundred dollars handed by the jar, put all the change in the jar's hand, thanked him again and again, and then slowly left.
The jar immediately went to the post office to fill out a money order.
When he opened the heavy purse, his head was as dizzy as a sap: except for the outermost sheets, the purse was full of neat white paper.
Just stare big eyes, think carefully, thinking of the flat just now. Gangzi knew that his money had been stolen.
three
The jar was listless all morning. In the actual combat with others, the jar has lost its old car-scrapping, causing several partners to break into pieces, even Ronaldinho, who is the most withered at ordinary times, opened a jar today and fell to the ground several times.
"Stop!" Ye shouted angrily, "what's the matter? Didn't eat today? Stand at the foot of the wall and watch others fall. "
The jar stood quietly in the corner, and I couldn't get rid of the idea in my mind: how could I be so stupid and pinch the money?
Mike with blue eyes came to wipe his sweat. He smiled at the jar. Mike is a psychological counselor by profession. He can see that something must be on his mind.
"Dude, are you okay?" Mike asked in fluent Chinese.
"What bad luck!" Gangzi told Mike his story in detail, and then added, "Don't tell Miss Li that I promised him to take part in the competition. Now that my money is lost, my father is waiting to see a doctor, and I can't even find my living expenses when I go abroad. Maybe I can't go to the game. I'll think of other ways to make some money these days, and don't forget Li Shifu. "
Mike looked at the jar understandingly, patted him on the shoulder and walked away silently.
The jar went back to the dormitory and fell asleep. These two days I practiced during the day and worked at night to earn money. Gangzi fell asleep in my dream.
I don't know how long it took, but he felt his ears being pulled and thought he was still dreaming. He turned over and wanted to go back to sleep, but he was woken up. He opened his eyes in a daze and saw his countryman Wang Kui standing beside him, spitting smoke rings.
Wang Kui is a mysterious figure among the villagers. No one knows what he does, but he is often seen wandering around carefree.
"Gangzi, I heard that you were cheated." Wang Kui spoke.
"This is my fault."
"I have something to earn money. I need your help. I can't lose you. "
"What is it? What can I do? "
Wang Kui turned around, closed the door mysteriously, and whispered to the jar: "A friend of mine has many antiques in his village, which were handed down from the older generation. Now my friend has a few pieces to sell. Find a suitable buyer and meet tomorrow. I'm afraid of meeting bad people. I want to find someone who can fight with me. If I can earn two or three hundred dollars, I will think of my brother, which is interesting enough. "
This is a good thing, but Gangzi muttered: "He is not selling cultural relics. That's a crime. He may go to prison. "
"Look at you, what are you talking about? People sell ancestral things, not dug up by grave robbers. Who cares? Forget it if you don't go. I'll give you a chance to make money-"said Wang Kui, patting his ass and standing up.
"Wait, let me think." Gangzi scratched his head and stopped Wang Kui who was leaving.
Gangzi carried a sack and followed Wang Kui and the fat man who claimed to be the boss.
The sack is very heavy, and the contents jingle. The jar constantly adjusts the position of the sack for fear of damaging the contents.
"This is it." The fat boss pointed to the small restaurant in front and winked at Wang Kui.
"You wait outside." Wang Kui said to the jar, "When the business is done, we will give you 200 yuan."
Gangzi nodded and found a cool place to sit down. The fat boss and Wang Kui walked into a small restaurant carrying sacks.
Under the big tree, an old farmer selling dates is shouting in a low voice. It seems that it hasn't been opened for a long time. Gangzi feels hungry at this time. At noon, he missed the meal because of an extra trip. At this time, he just bought a handful of dates to fill his stomach.
Shovel the jar and chew it. Jujube is very sweet and has a clear fragrance.
There was still no movement in the small restaurant, and the jar chatted with the old farmer selling dates. Unconsciously, a police car quietly drove into the alley and several policemen got off. They muttered something, and then walked to the small restaurant in twos and threes.
"rush!" At the command, the police rushed in at the same time.
The jar head buzzed. It seems that Wang Kui and others really did something illegal. He stood up, spread his legs, ran as fast as he could, and ran for two blocks before stopping to catch his breath.
"Damn, I almost became an accomplice." Gangzi said bitterly, "What should I do? I didn't earn money and delayed an afternoon. "
He looked up and suddenly his eyes flashed. Several familiar faces appeared across the street. Several young people are holding stamp albums and dancing with pedestrians.
"It's him!" The jar gave a low cry. It's really hard to find a place to get it. It doesn't take much effort to get it.
four
Gangzi grabbed the flat-headed wrist.
The young man was taken aback at first, and then quickly calmed down: "What can I do for you?"
"Give me my money back." The jar's eyes are on fire.
"Have you paid back the money? What is money? I don't know you. "
The jar looked around and said to several onlookers, "This man is a thief. Please help him and take him to the police station. "
Several people looked at him and walked away with a smile. Some people don't want to stand in the distance yet, as if a good show is about to begin.
Flat head whistled and three guys appeared from the alley. They came and surrounded the jar in the middle.
"You don't give yourself trouble, you said I stole your money, is there any evidence? Might as well go home. It's not easy to see you are an old hat. "
"Pay back the money!" Gangzi only knows these two words. He held the flat-headed hand tighter and leaned against the wall, which surprised several people.
"I see you are getting impatient." The flat-headed empty hand punched the jar on the nose, followed by others' fists.
The jar's head tilted, and the flat-headed fist hit the wall behind him. Then the jar hand was twisted, and the flat hand was caught. Then the jar opened its legs, turned around with malicious intent, kicked the other side's ankle, and the flat head staggered out.
This trick is called "kicking", and there are dozens of changes in the tactics of the camp. If it is used for competition and discussion, the jar will definitely lift the opponent and make him fall on his back, so that he will win his dignity and his opponent will not get hurt.
However, today is different. The jar grabbed the flat head's arm and made a trip under his feet. The strength of this hand didn't give up because it was out of balance, so Xiaoping flew from behind the jar like an out-of-control cow. He hit his head against the wall, hit it like a car crash, and then fell to the ground, twitching.
When the jar was trimmed, I got a few punches and feet on my body and hung flowers on my face, which was not heavy. When he lowered his crew cut, he grabbed a kicked leg and lifted it over his head. The boy who kicked screamed and the jar ignored him. He kicked the other side, and the other side lay on the road and couldn't stand up anymore. The remaining two people lost more than half of their arrogance. They hesitated whether to go or stay. At this moment, another man rushed out of the alley, holding a long stick in his hand and shouting, "Where is it?"
Two people pointed to the jar, and the man threw a stick at the jar.
The jar caught the stick. His eyes began to get angry. He remembered his hard-earned money, his sick father, and that he almost became an accomplice in crime, and he was angry.
He grabbed the stick, threw it aside, and then stepped forward, holding his legs high like a pendulum. His empty hand turned into a hand knife, which was severely cut on the other person's neck. At the same time, his high foot just fell down and cut the back of the opponent's leg like a straw cutter-this trick is called "cutting the brain" in the tricks of charity camp, which is a very dangerous and vicious trick. In the past, good robots used it to kill foreign Hercules who came to challenge. The jar was cut by hand, and the butt was pulled and the shoulder was hit. The guy fell backwards in the air, hit his head on the road and plopped "asleep".
The other two crossed their legs and ran away.
The onlookers gathered around and praised the jar's kung fu in twos and threes.
The jar asked an audience to help dial 1 10 and wait for the arrival of the police. His clothes were torn and there were scars on his neck. The man lying on the ground never regained his senses.
The police came and took the jar with two thieves to the police car.
The car slowly moved forward in the off-duty traffic, and the jar thought, I caught these people today, and I can finally get my money back.
Gangzi sat next to the manager with his head drooping. Because the two guys couldn't get out of bed, the police station asked him about the restaurant where he worked.
Gangzi is lucky. Officer Li said that several people reported the case in front of him. The police have long noticed these swindlers and extracted their criminal evidence from the bank detection probe on the roadside. If not, Gangzi's behavior today may be unknown. If you meet an experienced thief, he will bite back and accuse him of intentional injury, but he will get into trouble.
Two thieves were lying in the hospital and confessed to police officer Li. They are frequent visitors to the Public Security Bureau and know the rules. These two guys made it very clear that the jar and other victims' money were spent.
The hope that the jar had just been lit was dashed again.
"Manager, I want to ask for leave." Gangzi said: "Now that the money is gone, I have no living expenses when I go to France. I want to go home early to spend time with my dad. Although I lost money, I can always help my mother. "
The manager sighed. He knows the rules and regulations of the company. Going home without permission like a jar will get you fired.
"Go home and have a look. I'll keep a quota for you. Come back when you're done. Say hello to the old people for me. "
Gangzi nodded gratefully.
five
Today, the charity camp held its last rehearsal before going abroad and raised some money for the wrestling hall. Li Shifu accepts students for nothing. Training venues and equipment are obtained from friends according to Ye Li's face. Nevertheless, the wrestling hall still has some expenses. The usual performances can supplement the daily expenses of the wrestling hall.
Gangzi intends to tell Grandpa Li after the performance that he has given up his decision to go abroad. He secretly told himself that he should sell more strength today to cheer up his companions.
In fact, Gangzi hopes that she can win glory for her country in foreign competitions. After practicing for so long, he knew that his level should be above those foreign players. Now such a good opportunity will be missed with him.
Thinking of his father at home and what happened these days, Gangzi lamented his ill-fated life.
Ye Li stood at the door of the background, greeting people coming. He didn't blame the jar for not coming to training several times, but said with concern, "Get dressed quickly."
Many old-timers from north and south cities have come. They are all friends of Li Shifu, and they are joking enthusiastically as soon as they meet. Li Shifu saw several classmates who had been separated for a long time, and deliberately put a straight face and asked, "Why haven't you seen me recently?" Are you busy getting married? "
Smart people will smile and nod and say, "Yes, I was busy with this and didn't come to pay you a visit."
Stupid just stood there with a big red face and didn't know what to say, and the predecessors next to him couldn't help laughing. You know, when they were young, that's how Miss Li made them become champions.
The red curtain was raised, and Li Shifu arranged the order of everyone's appearance.
These wrestlers, old and young, are excellent performers. Wrestling is also called "martial arts crosstalk". I used to talk and practice, which made you look thrilling, wonderful and interesting. An old man and a young man are standing on the court, and now they are struggling.
A young man with tendons, he first made a stone lock, and then bulged his chest to make his muscles dance. He was having a good time when the bald old wrestler with ribs jumped up on the cucumber frame-a kind of wrestling jump like an eagle, which immediately took away all the attention he had just gathered.
The young man was unhappy and sarcastically mocked the old man's figure. The old man fell into the trap of young people many times, which made everyone laugh.
Finally, the young man contemptuously asked the old man to "play", and the old man reluctantly agreed with the encouragement of the audience. But after a few steps, the young man was smashed by the old man, so the audience applauded.
The young man finally seized the opportunity and held the old man high. Everyone thinks that the old man will definitely lose this time, but no one can see what is going on. The old man has stood behind the young man from the top of his head, and a beautiful arch threw the young man to the ground.
"Good-"The audience broke into warm cheers.
The next performance is Mike with blue eyes. He hit the stick too hard, and the felt hat on his head was a little small, and he fell to the ground from time to time, which caused everyone to burst into laughter. Mike teased the audience in fluent Chinese and told everyone that he would open a wrestling hall after returning to China to help people in his hometown lose weight, because he had lost 30 pounds learning wrestling here. Applause rang out from the audience again.
Gangzi and Mark walked onto the stage. They performed a stone lock. Today, the jar is very careful. He firmly grasped all the stone locks that Mark threw, and then changed the pattern to let the stone locks draw patterns in the air. After this period of running-in, the jar has been able to help Mark. Mark can throw two stone locks into the air at the same time, and then change his posture to let the stone locks fall on the corresponding parts. The audience was dazzled and applauded happily.
Mr. Li took a group of gentlemen and went to the court with Zhong Zan.
Zhongfan evolved from the flag in the past military camp. It is ten meters high, and colorful flags are hung on huge bamboo poles. Although Mr. Li is seventy years old, he is still strong. Some of the audience saw Ye Li's performance 20 years ago, and this time they brought their children to see it. When they saw Ye Li in the game, they shouted his name excitedly.
Li Shifu waved to them, then sighed, and a thumb lifted the 10-meter-high lieutenant. His movements were clean, Zhong Zan stood firmly on him, and when he turned around, he made a crash.
Disciples hold Zhong Zan, while he holds the top, while Jiro holds the mountain, and then Zan falls behind-this is called "Su Qin's sword", and then he catches it with his chin-for a "squire fishing". They have a huge basket in their hands, just like the clothesline at home.
Finally, Miss Li caught Zhong Fan, who was thrown high, and stood firmly in the center of the stage, completing the performance.
six
The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, and everyone was talking about the performance just now, and there were still some unfinished wishes.
Gangzi lingered backstage until Mike came to call him. Gangzi doesn't know how to tell Ye Li. He hesitated whether to move to Ye Li: "Ye Li, I have something to tell you. My father was ill, and I ... "Okako" I "for a long time, trying to find a more subtle expression.
"Don't say it." Li Shifu interrupted him, and then shouted after him, "Boss Zhang, please bring it here."
Zhang, the owner of the theater, came over with a big wooden box in his arms and a smile.
"Just son, come and thank the boss zhang. Boss Zhang, this is the student I told you about. "
Gangzi bowed shyly to Boss Zhang.
"Mike told me about you." Ye Li beat her waist and said, "You child, why didn't you tell everyone when you were in trouble?" We are better than you alone. Later, I discussed it with boss Zhang, and everyone thought that we should do this performance and donate all the money we got to you. A person's strength is limited, but everyone can reach out and things will be much easier. You see, your uncle, grandpa and many brothers are here to help you. "
The jar froze and didn't respond for a long time. The elder standing beside him looked at him with a smile.
"Thank you." The jar fell to the ground with an bow, which helped Mike get up.
"I counted, more than 6,000 yuan, all in this box." Boss Zhang poured the money into his pocket and handed it to the jar. "Take it, little brother, and don't let anyone steal it again."
People burst into laughter.
"Gangzi, I have another gift for you." Mike said mysteriously, "I got you a job as a tutor and taught foreigners wrestling in the gym in our community." The income is good, and it only takes up spare time. Do you want to go? "
Gangzi nodded coldly, and everyone smiled kindly around him.
Gangzi is the only one left in the yard. He sat in the shade of a tree, and the scene just now replayed in his mind like a dream.
Red and green bills and flashing coins filled the pockets under your feet. Looking at it, the jar's eyes were red and her throat choked.
A ray of sunlight shone through the branches and leaves on the bare skull of the jar. His feet were wet, and the sweat and tears on his face mixed together, trickling down his body and making a crackling sound on the ground.