A tolerant little story?

According to legend, one night, an old Zen master was walking in a temple when he suddenly saw a chair near the corner. At first glance, he knew that a monk had violated the temple rules and went out for a walk. The old Zen master walked to the wall without saying a word, moved the chair away and squatted down on the spot. Later, a young monk jumped over the wall in the dark and jumped into the yard.

When his foot fell to the ground, he realized that he had just stepped on his master, not a chair. The young monk suddenly panicked and was tongue-tied. But to his surprise, the master did not reprimand him sharply, but said in a calm tone, "It's cold at night, so you should put on more clothes."

We can imagine how the disciples of the old Zen master felt after hearing this. In this tolerant and silent education, his disciples were not punished for his mistakes, but were educated.

Story of Tolerance 2: Liuchi Lane

Zhang, the prime minister of Qing Dynasty, and Ye, the assistant minister, were both from Tongcheng, Anhui. The two families live next door, both want to build a house, and they have a dispute over the land. Mrs. Zhang wrote in Beijing, asking Prime Minister Zhang to intervene. After all, the prime minister is knowledgeable. After reading the letter, he immediately wrote a poem to persuade the old lady: "A letter of a thousand miles is just a wall, why not let it go three feet?" "The Great Wall of Wan Li is still there today, and Qin Shihuang is not seen." When Zhang Mu saw that the book was reasonable, she immediately stepped back three feet. Ye Jia was deeply ashamed to see this scene, and immediately put the wall back three feet. In this way, a six-foot-wide roadway was formed between Zhang Ye's house and the courtyard wall of Zhang Ye's house, which became a famous "six-foot alley". What Zhang lost was the ancestral homestead, and it was indeed a good reputation of harmonious neighborhood and immortality.

Story of Tolerance III: Anecdotes of the Prime Minister

Once, when the barber was shaving Premier Zhou, the Premier suddenly coughed and the knife immediately scratched his face. The barber was very nervous and at a loss, but to his surprise, Premier Zhou didn't blame him, but kindly said to him, "It's not your fault. I didn't say hello to you before coughing. How did you know I was moving? " Although this is a trivial matter, it shows us the virtue of Premier Zhou-tolerance.

Tolerance Story 4: Marriage Past Events

On the 50th anniversary of his golden wedding, an old mother told her guests the secret of keeping their marriage happy. She said: "From the day I got married, I was going to list my husband's 10 shortcomings. For the happiness of our marriage, I promised myself that whenever he made these 65,438+00 mistakes, I would forgive him. " Someone asked, what are the disadvantages of 10? She replied: "To tell the truth, for 50 years, I have never listed the shortcomings of 10 in detail. Whenever my husband does something wrong and makes me jump, I immediately remind myself that he is lucky, and he made one of the 10 mistakes that I can forgive. "

This story tells us that in the long journey of marriage, it is not always sunny and flowers are in full bloom, but there are also summer, summer and winter, with wind, frost, snow and rain. In the face of some small contradictions in life, if you can learn to be tolerant and patient like that old mother, you will find that happiness is actually around you.

In life, tolerance is really an invincible force.

Friends who are tolerant of each other must be in the same boat for a hundred years; Couples who are tolerant of each other will share a pillow for thousands of years; A tolerant world must be peaceful and beautiful.

Tolerance story 5: cigarette story

Once, several buddies went to a friend's house to watch a ball game.

Men can't watch football without smoking. It was not until the end of the game that we found that we had smoked three boxes of cigarettes. My friend's wife is always with us. However, she said nothing. Just when we are not paying attention, open the window and let in fresh air. We find it strange. Why don't you just ignore him and smoke like us? A buddy asked.

My friend's wife smiled and said, I also know that smoking is harmful to health, but if smoking can make him happy, why should I stop it? I petition that my husband can live happily to 60 years old, instead of barely living to 80 years old. After all, a person's happiness can't be bought at any time and any money.

When we met this friend again, he had given up smoking. Asked why, he said with a silly smile: She can think of my happiness, and I can't let myself leave her 20 years earlier.