I want to share two old stories with you,
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" *Story* *One*"go -
A certain company has a tradition of holding a party and a lottery every Christmas Eve.
The rules of the lottery draw are as follows: each employee pays ten dollars as a fund. There are three hundred people in the company. In other words, a total of three thousand dollars can be raised. Take all the money home.
On the day of the lottery draw, the office was filled with a lively atmosphere. Everyone wrote their names on the slips of paper and put them in the lottery box.
However, a young man hesitated when he wrote. Because he thought that the company's cleaning aunt's frail and sickly son was going to have an operation recently, but she did not have the money to pay for the operation, which made her very troubled.
So, even though he knew that the chance of winning was slim, with only a three percent chance, the man wrote the name of the cleaner on the note.
The tense moment came. The boss doubled in the lottery box, and finally drew out a note. The man also kept praying in his heart: I hope the cleaning aunt can win the prize...Then the boss carefully announced the winner’s Name, a miracle happened!
The winner turned out to be the cleaner! Cheers broke out in the office, and the cleaning lady hurriedly came to the stage to accept the award. She almost burst into tears and said movedly: I am so lucky! With this money, my son has hope!
At the beginning of the party, while thinking about this "Christmas miracle", the man paced to the lottery box. He took out a piece of paper and opened it casually. The name on it was also the name of Aunt Clean! The man was very surprised. He took out several pieces of paper one after another. Although the handwriting on them was different, the names were all the same, all of them were the names of the cleaning aunt! The man's eyes were red, and he clearly understood that there is a Christmas miracle in the world, but the miracle will not fall from the sky, but people are required to create it by themselves!
" *Story* *Two* "
One afternoon, I went for a walk with a friend in the suburbs. Suddenly, an old man in tattered clothes approached with a bag of green vegetables in his hand. The sales of those vegetables are very poor, the leaves are dehydrated and yellow, and there are holes in them that are bitten by insects. But my friend bought three bags without saying a word. The old man also embarrassedly explained: "I grew this vegetable myself. It rained a while ago, and the vegetable was soaked. It looks ugly. I'm sorry.
After the old man left, I asked my friend: Will you really eat these dishes when you go home?
He didn't want to say: No, these dishes can no longer be eaten.
Then why are you buying?
Because it is impossible for anyone to buy those dishes. If I don't buy it, the old man will probably have no income.
I admired my friend's good deeds, so I caught up with the old man and bought some vegetables from him. The old man said very happily, "I tried to sell it all day, and only you are willing to buy it. Thank you so much.
Several handfuls of green vegetables that I can't eat at all taught me a valuable lesson.
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When we are in a low ebb, we all hope that miracles will happen to us; but when we are capable, are we willing to be the one who creates miracles?
