Your future is in your own hands

The future will always belong to you alone, your future will not belong to others, and others will not give you the future.

It was just a very ordinary scarf, but for the poor Maa and her mother, it was so beautiful, so it was impossible. That day, when Maya looked at her mother's hand and gently passed over the scarf, there was a voice in her heart telling her that the mother needed the scarf.

The owner is a kindly old man. His hair and beard are whitened, and his face is engraved with the mark of the annual ring. If he wears red clothes, wearing a red Christmas hat must be like a legend. Santa Claus. Maya thought that it would be very good to deal with such an old man.

Every time I walked into the store, Maya couldn't help but stare at the scarf for a while, her eyes sparkling with strange light, like watching a precious piece of art. The owner of the cargo owner noticed her, and asked: "Little girl, do you want to buy it? I can sell it to you cheaper." Maya shook her head and ran away, because she didn't even have a coin in her pocket. !

That winter was getting colder, the wind was cold, and the snow was over the sky. Koma's mother still has to go out to the fields to do farm work every day. Looking at the mother's shoulders with snowflakes, Maya was very distressed. If there is a scarf on my mother's neck, maybe it won't be so cold.

Maya clutched the string of pearl necklaces that her mother gave her, and ran a long way in the snow.

Listening to my mother, the string of pearl necklaces is the mother of the mother's mother's mother, and can be worth a lot of money. But Maya just wants to use it to change a scarf to her mother. In the snow, she did not know how many smashes, how many times she ran off her shoes.

Ma Ya shook her hands and put the string of pearl necklaces in the hands of the owner of the goods. He said, "I want that scarf, because my mother really needs him too much. I put the necklace on you, waiting for me to have money." , redeem it again?"

"If your mother knows that you have given me such a precious necklace, she will be sad. Do you know?" said the owner of the goods.

Maya rushed: "Then you give me a scarf, beg you, I will definitely put money when I have money."

Sent. "When she finished, she looked at the old man of the cargo poorly and waited for his mercy."

The owner of the goods gently touched her head and smiled slyly and said: "Grandpa knows that you are a very good girl. But I can't give you this scarf. But I promise you, this scarf will Always kept for you, waiting for you to make enough money to buy it."

Maya walked out of the shop, the stormy sorrow filled her heart, and the tears flowed out. She began to have a shop to hate the owner of the goods. He is really too stingy.

Maya is very busy throughout the long winter vacation. I was busy looking for waste plastics and old newspapers in the garbage, and I was busy picking some weeds that could be used as medicine on the hillside. All of this is done by my mother. She struggled to get the scare sweat and hard work for the scarf, and the winter soon passed, but her money could not be bought.

In the spring of the following year, Maya unexpectedly received a parcel. Inside is the beautiful scarf that makes her dream, and a letter. The letter was written by the granddaughter of the owner of the goods. She said in the letter:

"Send this scarf and write this letter to you is the last wish of my grandfather before his death. Grandpa said that he does not want to give you a scarf. He just wants you to understand, want to get what he wants and ideal, want to change himself. The destiny of poverty should be based on one's own hands, not on the cheap mercy or charity of others. Grandpa said that he hopes you can forgive his ruthlessness."

After reading the letter, Maya burst into tears. She finally understood that no one can give us a future, except for herself.

On the road to growth since then, I always reminded myself to motivate myself, whether in college or in the work, I have been down to earth and exchanged my own sweat for every fruit. "No one can give you a future." Any happiness requires you to fight for it, and you need to pay so that you can live with dignity.

Pursuing a clear-headed mind, people can better understand the beauty of life; the pursuit of giving courage, let people not fear the dangers of seeing hope; the pursuit of giving people confidence, regrouping, away from the past, facing the future.

No one can help you in this world. Everything must be on your own. What's more, giving a good future to you? In the future, using your own hands to create, when we have passed through the vicissitudes of the years, we will understand that there was no mistake in the original choice, and we have been fighting towards this goal without giving up. Reasonable. In the future, we must strive to pursue our future. Because no one can give you the future.