Straight into the warmth of the soul, with the power not to be eroded by the years

Remember the first time to do farm work, is 16 years old, because can not stand the village peer ridicule, then and they go to others home cut millet, 10 yuan a day. Because I have been to school, seldom did the work in the field, so although the courage is very big, but the heart is still very not the end.

A play, face boundless crop, hand saliva saliva mouth, clenched sickle rushed up. The slow rush, the teeth persist, finally in the absence of how far behind the situation, the end of a day of labor. At that time the heart was extremely excited, almost ran home, to the family to show off their record. My family is more happy for me, only the mother grabbed my hand and said: "Now is the hand very painful?" The first time to make a sickle, must grind hands! "At that time, my palms were full of blisters and pains.

I thought of the past when I was lying in bed reading a book in the afternoon after years. In an article in the book, a mother said a similar sentence. A boxer, after the difficult to finally win the championship, others have called to congratulate, only his mother on the phone distressed to ask: "Child, you are not hand very painful?" ”

Perhaps, only the person who loves you most, will not pay attention to your Honor status and achievements, but first think of your pain, not tired. They will not icing on the cake, but always use the truest love to warm your lonely heart behind the unreal prosperity.

Think of a girl, she practiced dancing since childhood, practiced extremely hard, often injured, but never give up love dance. She is beautiful, tall, super-good, from small to large, participated in countless dance competitions, but also numerous awards. At that time a lot of good men to pursue her, the condition of a better than a, finally, the girl chose a very ordinary man, which makes us very puzzled.

The girl later said, at that time, every time she took part in the game or performance, the suitors or send flowers, or feast to celebrate, only the man, each time will take ready to apply the potion to her, know her body internal injury more, every time after dancing pain. So the girl thinks that the person who does not look at her in the halo, but sees the amazing pain behind her, is worth her to cherish.

Those who really care about you, their eyes can penetrate your heavy halo, through your heavy camouflage, straight to your softest place, the most painful place.

That year, I was sick before the college entrance examination, there is a test, scores have barely enough a college, not reconciled, then back to school repetition. In the Cram school, at first still full of fighting spirit, but the time is long, by the influence of those classmates, then began to slack up, also learned to smoke. One day calisthenics time, the students all go to the big playground exercises, but I was holding a cigarette more leisurely to stand in the classroom downstairs to watch the lively hall. Suddenly heard footsteps on the stairs came, turned a look, is the headmaster.

I got a fright. Our school is very strict with the student smoking, the treatment is also extremely heavy. The feeling of desperation, I left half of the cigarettes, a bite clenched into the right hand heart. The headmaster came to me and asked how not to go to doing drill, I said tummy ache. The headmaster looked at me carefully, said: "I recognize you, your composition is the best school, I heard that you because of illness did not test well, in the cram school to learn well, you will be a good schools!" ”

I nodded with a frown. At this time, the calisthenics end, the students all come in. The headmaster pulled up my right hand, let me go to the office with him, the hand hurts very much, the heart is also very disturbed. A door, the headmaster said: "The hand is very painful, right?" Get your hands open! "Right hand heart, that half of smoke has been rubbed to break, palm several bubbles, stained with soot." The headmaster sighed, washed me, and found the gauze to bandage me. At that moment, the pain in my heart is more than the pain in my hand.

Finally, the headmaster told me: "I went downstairs when I saw you smoke, and saw you hold the cigarette in the hand." I didn't stop you, I want to see how long you can endure. Child, I know your original result is very good, also know you now that kind of lost mood, this is human nature. However, you even the hot-butt pain to endure, and what can not come over? Don't lose your morale for one repulse! "My eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Because the headmaster's "Hand Hurts", I began to change. I know, my life two times was asked about hand pain, once let me understand the mother's love, once let me understand the headmaster's painstaking. It is straight into the warmth of the soul, with the power not to be eroded by the years.

In this world, can have a ask you pain does not hurt the person, you are the happiest.

Straight into the warmth of the soul, with the power not to be eroded by the years