dignity

Self-respect and dignity are no longer strangers to us. However, in today's society, there are many people who maintain their own dignity and many others who trample on others' self-esteem.

I don't know when it started, the snack street came with an uninvited guest - a dirty man with almost no shackles. No matter who passed by, he will cast a disgusting look on him. I am no exception

When I was chatting, I talked about him. I said disdainfully: "There are hands and feet but I want to get something for nothing. This kind of person should live like this!" Luo looked helplessly at me and said, "Who would please a fool? It was exiled by the mental hospital, and it is not bad to live now." Listening to this, I stopped, only know that he was exiled here, but never knew that he was...

From then on, every time I saw him, there was less contempt and disdain in his eyes. Only sympathy and a bit of admiration were mixed. It is a pity that there are many factors that give him help.

I am sympathetic to this uninvited guest; with these buskers, I respect it.

When I am at home, I often see people who are begging. I hate them for destroying the tranquility unique to the small village. Holding a rasping ear, the wooden sign is also smashing. The villagers regarded them as plagues and saw them from afar. They immediately closed the door to create a scene where no one was at home.

One day, sitting in a daze on the balcony, I saw Dad picking up a pair of beggars who pulled the erhu. Curiosity, running down the stairs, a familiar "noise" came, so that I couldn't help but frown, and looked at them with a bit of grievance, but unexpectedly saw them laughing, not the kind of sinful face of the usual begging. Laughing, as if from the heart, accompanied by excitement... I am wondering, a compliment brings me back to reality. At this point, they are taking over the money that Dad gave. However, it seems that there is any difference... Is it because the originally curved waist is straight?

After sending them away, I looked at my father, but he only took a smug smile and patted my head and said: "Dignity is not only priceless, but equal." Just leave me alone in the yard. Thinking... Suddenly, the flash of light flashed, I understand.

No one wants to be a beggar who gets nothing and looks at the face of others. That is equivalent to giving up the most important dignity as a person. However, because of the persecution of life, they have to let go of their self-esteem. But still holding the luck of luck, I hope that I can get the money they need through labor, because what they get is not called charity, but called reward! The erhu in their hands is the best proof. Here, I apologize to them because my ignorance, arrogance and rudeness not only despise, disgust, but hate them. If I still don't know how to reflect, then what qualifications are there as a human being?

The second day: Ling Luo