Touching positive energy inspirational story: sisterhood has really entered the era of materialism. For money and personal gain, there have been many cases of family disputes in which father and son, mother and daughter turned against each other and brothers and sisters turned against each other, giving people a feeling that the world is going from bad to worse. Let go of these negative energy things and tell a true story full of positive energy.
It is said that Xie Jia has two women, separated by one and a half years. Although they were born of the same mother, their looks and personalities are completely different. Growing up, my sister is introverted and quiet, while my sister is extroverted and active. When I grow up, my sister looks very rich, but in fact she is very vain; Although my sister is thin, she is strong.
Suddenly, the two sisters have passed the age of knowing their destiny and passed by several times. By this time, my sister, who was naturally inactive, showed a shortcoming: she often made trouble and gradually showed her old age. And my sister who keeps exercising every day still seems to have inexhaustible power as in those days.
Many years ago, my sister often nagged my sister: how to exercise regularly is better than taking medicine and injections for chronic diseases and common diseases of the elderly. But because my sister didn't get into the habit of exercising, she always moved when she was in a good mood in previous years. Once she feels uncomfortable or in a bad mood, she puts exercise behind her head. Therefore, it is not easy for her to keep exercising.
Now I see that my sister has shown signs of premature aging, and my sister is very anxious and can't sit still. She vowed: I must let my sister move and slow down aging!
Just do as you say. My sister gave up a lot of her own things and began to urge her to exercise specially. In fact, it is more appropriate to say that it is not so much urging as pulling hard.
My sister's house is quite far from my sister's house, more than twenty miles away. My sister gets up every morning, rides her bike to my sister's house and drags her out to find an environment suitable for exercise. As it happens, not far from my sister's house, there is a small park where many people do morning exercises every day. There are young people and middle-aged people, mostly old people. In addition, there are a group of old people and old ladies dancing for the old people, which is a good place for my sister to find.
So the two sisters danced with the crowd. To tell the truth, if my sister was alone, she might jump once or twice, for some reason, but now that her sister is pulling her, she can't escape if she wants to.
In this way, my sister and elder sister jump from late winter to late spring and from late spring to midsummer every day.
After several months, my sister felt more energetic and energetic. After getting on the scale, she lost more than five kilograms and made great progress!
It's a common thing to say, but just imagine: there are really few people who don't have a lot of things to do, leave their own things behind and exercise with others, and have no regrets, fame and fortune, and persist for several months!
It is precisely because my sister regards her sister's suffering as her own business that she can contribute her strength so willingly. It is really sisterhood! As the old saying goes, fighting tiger brothers and fighting father and son is the most reliable, because they are closely related.
Touching positive energy inspirational story: a sad thing for children Once, Da Song went to kindergarten to pick up his daughter Xiao Jingjing. When he arrived outside the classroom of the middle class, many parents were already waiting to pick up their children.
The classroom door opened and the children came out one after another, but Xiaojingjing seemed unhappy.
On the way home, Dasong rode a bicycle with her children to ask questions, but she was? Uh huh? Don't want to say more.
When he got home, Dasong went into the kitchen to work. However, Xiaojingjing sat on the sofa without saying a word and became speechless. Dasong's wife looked at her daughter and asked her: child! What's the matter with you? Is it uncomfortable?
Who knows that her question actually brought tears to Xiaojingjing: she fell down one by one.
Jingjing's mother hurriedly held the child in her arms, wiped her tears and touched the child's forehead with her hand, which was not hot; Rub the baby's stomach again. It's quite soft. ? The child is not ill, but why are you crying? With this in mind, she pressed against the child's face and asked softly: What happened in kindergarten?
? Mom! Teacher Liu's eyes are going blind! ? Xiaojingjing finally spoke with tears in her eyes.
Hearing her daughter say this, my mother couldn't help shivering. How come...
Miss Liu is a new teacher. She is young and beautiful, can sing and dance, can play all kinds of games, and has many stories in her stomach. So I won the children's love just a few days after I came here, especially Jingjing, who hit it off with Teacher Liu. After she comes home from kindergarten every day, she almost always talks about Miss Liu.
At this time, Dasong also came out of the kitchen and heard what the child said. He asked doubtfully. What makes you say that Mr. Liu is going blind?
? Today, after class, Mr. Liu picked up the children one by one and said, Little friends! The teacher really likes you, but unfortunately I won't see you tomorrow! ? Xiaojingjing imitates Teacher Liu's performance.
After listening to the child's explanation, Mr. and Mrs. Jia also felt uncomfortable. What a good teacher! How can they be blind? But it proves that Mr. Liu is blind and seems to be reluctant.
? Tell you what, send the children to kindergarten tomorrow, and I'll ask the director what's going on. ? Finally, Jingjing's mother said.
I have nothing to say all night. The next morning, Jingjing's mother sent her children to kindergarten. Other teachers greeted her children at the door of the classroom. Sure enough, Miss Liu is not here.
? Is Teacher Liu really ill? Without seeing Miss Liu, her heart sank.
She hurriedly turned around and went to the director's office, just as the director was there. Jingjing's mother exchanged a few pleasantries with the director, and then asked directly: Director! Is Miss Liu ill? Why didn't you see her today?
Hearing Jingjing's mother's question, the director smiled. That's what you asked. I almost heard this question from the phone last night and from my parents today. ?
? Is it? Everyone cares about this? Jingjing's mother answered.
? To tell you the truth, Mr. Liu is not wrong. ? The director went on to say, and then she explained the whole story to Jingjing's mother.
It turns out that Miss Liu is not a formal teacher, but a student who comes to kindergarten for internship. After a period of practice, she completed the internship task and returned to school today.
After listening to the director's explanation, Jingjing's mother couldn't help but blurt out: Did Teacher Liu tell the children yesterday? I can't see you tomorrow? It means she won't come to work. Thank god! She's not sick. ?
The director said with emotion: I didn't expect Mr. Liu to have such a relationship with the children. Not long after I came here for an internship, my children and parents were so concerned. How good the prospect of preschool education is! Based on this, we must try to get her to work in the garden, but we don't know if she can value our garden. I have to go to the middle class to explain the situation to the children and tell them not to be stuck in narrow minds! ?
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One afternoon a few months later, Xiaojingjing met her father who came to pick her up. Her first words were: Dad! I met teacher Liu today. She is not blind. She said she would teach our class again! ?
Touching positive energy inspirational story: The last obligation I have an old classmate who often goes to his house to play at school. Later, we all took part in the work, and seldom went to his house on weekdays, but we paid a New Year call to his parents every Spring Festival.
Maybe it's because of the influence of my hometown, or because I read too many old books. In a word, I got along well with my elders when I was young. For example, this is the case with the parents of that old classmate. I can chat with my classmates' mom or dad for a while every time, which is quite speculative.
Later, my classmate's mother unfortunately got hemiplegia, and later became a quasi-vegetable, basically unconscious. His father retired, too, and he took care of his wife alone? Work? .
Ten years have passed so quickly, and it is really a miracle to take care of paraplegic patients for such a long time. In the meantime, the hard work of my classmate's father is self-evident. With his patience and care, he created good conditions for his wife to continue to survive.
It is in this situation that when I pay a New Year call to the old people and the old lady during the Spring Festival every year (old classmates are rarely present), I sit on the sofa beside the bed, watch the almost motionless patients, chat with my classmates' fathers, and sit for half an hour before leaving.
Their room is clean and tidy, and there is no smell, which shows that this classmate's father is a diligent and tidy person.
Who knows, the original balance condition was suddenly broken? Shortly after my last New Year greeting to my classmate's father, I suddenly heard a bad news: he died of cancer! I remember the last time I saw him, he was in good spirits and showed no signs of illness, but he finished the last journey in just a few months. Alas, life is short!
It can be said that this classmate's father used his limited life to fulfill his last obligation to his wife and responded to the famous saying: The silk quilt in spring will be woven until death.
Less than half a year after his death, his wife left.
Say something you shouldn't say: she certainly didn't go because she was too sad, because she had already lost consciousness. The lice on the bald head are obvious, and when they are taken care of by children, they are obviously far less than their wives.
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