Only by believing is it possible to have a miracle

A company has a tradition of holding evening parties every Christmas night and holding a lottery. The rules for the lottery are as follows: Each employee pays ten dollars as a fund. There are three hundred people in the company. In other words, a total of three thousand dollars can be raised, and the lucky ones can be drawn. The money is all taken home.

On the day of the draw, the office was filled with a lively atmosphere. Everyone wrote their name on the note and dropped it into the lucky draw box. However, a young man hesitated when he wrote. Because he thought that the company's clean aunt's weak and sick son had to open the knife recently, but she did not have the money to pay for the surgery, which made her very annoyed. So, although he knew that the chance of the draw was only three-hundredths of a chance, the man wrote the name of the cleaner on the note.

The tense moment came, the boss twitched in the lottery box, and finally took out a note, and the man continued to pray in his heart: "I hope that cleaning the aunt can win the prize..." Then, the boss cautiously announced the prize The name of the person, the miracle happened! The winner was actually the cleaner! The office burst into cheers, and the cleaning aunt quickly took the stage to receive the award. She almost cried, and moved: "I am so lucky! With this pen Money, my son has hope!"

At the beginning of the party, the man thought about this "Christmas miracle" and walked to the lottery box. He handed out a piece of paper and casually opened it. The above was actually the name of the clean aunt! The man was very surprised. Afterwards, several paper strips were taken out, but the writings on them were different, but the names were all the same—the names of the clean aunts! The man was red-eyed, and he realized that the world really has Christmas. Miracles, except that miracles don't fall from the sky, but people must create them themselves.

One afternoon, I went to the suburbs with a friend. Suddenly, a tattered old man leaned over and carried a bag of greens in his hand. The sales of the vegetables are very poor, the leaves are dehydrated and yellow, and there is a small hole in the insect bite. But the friend said nothing, bought three bags in one breath; the old man was very embarrassed to explain: "This dish was grown by myself. It was raining a while ago. The dishes were soaked and looked bad. I am sorry."

After the old man left, I asked my friend, "Do you really eat these dishes when you go home?"

He didn't want to say, "No, these dishes are no longer edible."

"Then why are you buying?"

"Because those dishes are impossible to buy. If I don't buy them, the old man will probably have no income."

I was very impressed by the good deeds of my friends, so I caught up with the old man and bought some food with him. The old man was very happy to say: "I sold it all day today. Only you are willing to buy it. Thank you very much."

A few green vegetables that I couldn't eat at all gave me a valuable lesson.

[Sentiment] When we are in a low tide, we all hope that a miracle will come to us; but when we are capable, are we willing to do the miracle?