Four short stories about the philosophy of life

Life philosophy short story 1: How long can I live?

There is such a brother and sister who are thirteen or fourteen years old. My sister was in urgent need of blood transfusion in an accident, but her blood type was different. Neither the blood bank nor the people around her have this blood type. When the doctor tested my brother's blood type, it showed a consistent match. Although the boy was still young, he decided to let the boy lose a safe amount of blood to save his sister at a critical juncture.

Before the blood transfusion, the doctor simply explained to the boy that he would use his own blood to save his sister.

Hearing this, the boy turned pale. He thought silently for a long time. Although there were tears in his eyes, he nodded solemnly.

The doctors around me were a little surprised and thought that this boy was too timid. Blood saved my sister's life, and both the doctor and the boy were very happy.

When the doctor came, the boy whispered to the doctor, "How long can I live?"

The doctor was startled and woke up at once. That boy with no medical knowledge thought that blood transfusion saved his sister and died!

The doctor was very moved. He put his arms around the boy and said, "You won't die! As long as your love is still there! "

Stumbling, the story twists and turns, reflected incisively and vividly in this story-if from the perspective of storytelling. However, I remember the wonderful feeling of being suddenly hit by a warm current when reading this story.

Life philosophy short story 2: a fishing rod and a basket of fish

Once upon a time, two hungry people got a gift from an elder, a fishing rod and a basket of huge fresh fish. One man asked for a basket of fish, another man asked for a fishing rod, and then went their separate ways. The person who got the fish cooked the fish on the spot with dry wood. He wolfed down the fish and soup quickly. A few days later, he starved to death by the fish basket. While the other man continued to starve with a fishing rod and walked hard to the seaside step by step. But when he saw the blue sea not far away, his last strength was exhausted, and he could only look at the sea and die with endless regrets.

Two hungry people also got a fishing rod and a basket of fish from the elder. It's just that they didn't part ways, but agreed to look for the sea together. They only cook one fish at a time and then share it. After a long journey, they came to the seaside, and from then on, they began to make a living by fishing. A few years later, they built a house, had their own family, children and a fishing boat made by themselves, and lived a happy life.

Short Story of Philosophy of Life 3: The Story of Steel and Glass

A farmer, who has only been in junior high school for two years, has no money to go to school at home. He dropped out of school and went home to help his father cultivate three acres of thin land. /kloc-when he was 0/9 years old, his father died, and the burden of his family was all on his shoulders. He must take care of his poor mother and grandmother who is paralyzed in bed.

In the 1980s, farmland was contracted to households. He dug a puddle in the pond and wanted to raise fish. But the village cadres told him,

Fish can't be raised in the rice field, only crops can be planted, so he had to fill up the pond. It became a joke. In others' eyes, he is a silly man who wants to get rich. I heard that raising chickens can make money, so he borrowed 500 yuan from his relatives and raised chickens. But after a flood, the chickens got chicken plague and all died within a few days. 500 yuan may be nothing to others, but it is astronomical to a family living on only three acres of wasteland. His mother couldn't bear the stimulation and died of depression.

Later, he made wine, caught fish and even helped people dig holes in the cliff of the stone mine ... but he didn't make any money. At the age of 35, he had not married. Even divorced women with children despise him. Because he only

There is an earthen house that may collapse at any time after the heavy rain. No one looks down on a man who can't get a wife in the countryside. But he still wanted to take a chance, so he borrowed money to buy a tractor. Unexpectedly, less than half a month on the road, this tractor carried him into a river. He broke a leg and became lame. The tractor that was salvaged has become fragments, so he had to take it apart and sell it as scrap iron.

Almost everyone said that his life was over.

But later he became the boss of a company in my city, with assets of 200 million. Now, many people know his bitter past and legendary entrepreneurial experience. He has been interviewed by many media and described in many reports. But I only remember such a plot-the reporter asked him: "Why did you never back down again and again in the days of suffering?" He sat behind the big and luxurious boss's desk, drinking a glass of water in his hand. Then, he held the glass cup in his hand and asked the reporter, "What will happen to this cup if I let go?"

The reporter said: "It fell to the ground and broke."

"Then let's try." He said.

As soon as his hand was released, the cup fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, but it was not broken, but intact. He said: "Even if there are 10 people present, they will think that this cup will definitely break. However, this cup is not an ordinary glass, but made of FRP. " Then, I remembered this classic and wonderful dialogue. Such a person, even if he has only one breath, will try to hold the hand of success, unless God takes away his life …

Life Philosophy Story 4: Two-faced God

A philosopher, passing through the desert, saw the ruins of a city a long time ago, sat on a stone carving of a "double-faced god" to rest, carefully analyzed the splendid scenery of the city, imagined the stories that had happened, and could not help sighing. Suddenly, the two-faced god spoke: "Sir, what are you lamenting?"

The philosopher was very surprised: "Why do you have two faces?"

The two-faced god replied, "with two faces, I can look at the past and remember the lessons I have learned." On the other hand, we can look to the future and look forward to an infinitely beautiful blueprint. "

The philosopher said: "The past can only be the passing of the present, and it can no longer be retained. The future is the continuation of the present, which you can't get now." You don't care about the present, even if you can know the past like the back of your hand, what is the practical significance of insight into the future? "

Hearing the philosopher's words, the two-faced god couldn't help crying. He said, "Sir, after listening to your words, I realized the root cause of my fate today."

The philosopher asked, "Why?"

The two-faced god said, "A long time ago, when I was stationed in this city, I boasted that I could look back on the past and look forward to the future at the same time, but I was not sure about the present. As a result, the city was captured by the enemy, but its beautiful glory became a thing of the past, and I was also cast aside and abandoned in the ruins. "

The change of anything is the unity of quantitative change and qualitative change, and quantitative change is the premise and necessary preparation for qualitative change. Without a certain accumulation, there can be no change in the nature of things, nor can there be a leap and development of things. So we must pay attention to the accumulation of quantity. To build Socialism with Chinese characteristics, we must start from me, from now on, from bit by bit, and combine lofty ideals and lofty goals with the spirit of down-to-earth and hard work.