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Noble name
I have some poor friends. Supposedly, according to economists, I also belong to the poor. I am better than my friends in terms of fixed income and social security.
My friends include a cripple who repairs bicycles, a street barber with a hunchback and some mental retardation, and "demi moore" who sells milk (this woman is not dressed beautifully, but her husband is too much like her husband Bruce Williams).
I feel comfortable with these friends. They are simple, clear and atmospheric. With them, you can easily find your own shortcomings and feel ashamed of them.
The poor are very clever. They all know a technology. Although "technology" has not made these guys rich, they feel that people must have a technology. There is another concept behind this concept, which is the glory of labor. Because any technology will serve society. When you see a pair of rough big hands playing with bicycle bearings, the faces of the "poor" are as absorbed as children playing games. At this time, I am very proud of them.
The poor care about national affairs. On some occasions, such as on the wine table, I learned that some people are so devoted to dirty jokes, while literati are venting their anger. The poor, or the broad masses of ordinary workers, talk the most about the major events in our country. In the street, you see them talking in groups of three or five, and listening together is a matter of state. Strictly speaking, they are not enthusiastic about politics, but are eager to pay attention to the fate of this country and nation-floods, China's accession to the WTO and so on. I think those leaders who have worked hard for the country will be moved when they see this scene.
The poor are optimistic, which is my most admired character. They are poor, and the old king who sweeps the streets often picks up several inches of vegetables, leaves and rotten fish under the street lamp after the food market is scattered, but Lao Wang is full of heroism and talks about the history of the four fields, which makes people gasp in admiration.
There was a retired manager, Zhu, who tearfully told the lame that his wife had bone cancer. The lame man said firmly, it must be all right. He couldn't tell the medical truth, but he said, "It's certainly no problem, but you have to be strong." Strange to say, the manager's wife has been really good for the past two years. The lame man lay on the broken sofa picked up in the garbage under the tree and said, "I told you it was okay." He closed his eyes and was conceited. In fact, the poor are most afraid of disease, and the prophecy of the lame is actually a blessing. He is worried that the manager will get sick.
The poor are masters of language, and they are proficient in telling the essence of things in vivid ways. Poor people are so poor that they wear ordinary clothes and sit around. They picked up a torn old newspaper and read it with relish. They eat well and their cheeks are bulging. At this time, I will feel sorry for those who are desperate.
In fact, "poverty" is only a temporary and relative statement. If you are poor today, you may be rich tomorrow. When you are sick, you will be poor, and when you are strong, you may be developed. Therefore, the "poor" should never be the reason for being despised. This also means that "wealth" should not be the reason for being attacked. When the rich get rich, they provide employment opportunities and taxes for the society. I always respect the rich, just as I love the poor.
Once, a professor from Beijing came to my house to talk. On the way, my poor friends greeted me with respect and intimacy. With a simple smile, a black and ugly "demi moore" tried to flirt with me. The professor was surprised. I didn't explain. I'm a little embarrassed. But I feel honored. People at the bottom like you, which makes people practical.
At this moment, I remembered a sentence that my friend Li Qi said in Harbin. She said, "The poor is a noble name."
Really.