Men have gold under their knees

In the morning, I walked out of the house to the morning market and wanted to buy some fresh vegetables. Suddenly I heard a loud sing, and I sang along and saw a man slamming. I was curious and hurryed to the front. I saw that this man was in his twenties. His long hair was half covered with a black face, his upper body was wearing a white vest, and his lower body was wearing blue trousers. He didn’t look at his ghostly attitude. How is it like a student.

He was still holding a radio player next to the printed banner. The banner reads: "My father is a migrant worker. He died because of a burn in a dormitory. The high medical expenses and my school expenses are borne by the mother. The mother is unfortunate enough to suffer from schizophrenia, although both the school and the government have taken care of it. I can't live on my own, I hope that people will donate a penny. I am here to thank you." From his profile, he looks very burly, and he has always been a dissatisfied person who is disabled, sick, old, and young.

I looked at the figure of the young and strong young man, and there was a tangled heart. The 20-year-old college student didn’t understand the old saying that “the man has gold under his knees”? I denied all the words on the front of the ground. content. At this point, I intend to go forward with the young man's theory, inspiring him to set up a spirit of self-strengthening, and then he will change. When I looked at him and thanked him with a one-yuan dollar bill, I was so angry that I left, I thought that his coward was not worthy of my theory!

On the way home, I remembered that my father died in the winter of 62 years. Due to family difficulties, my sister and I were wearing big red plaques on the day of burial. This special filial piety, the folks looked at our young sisters and fell into pitiful tears. After a lapse of seven months and 63 years, I encountered a rare flood in 50 years. The roof of my house is like a rain screen. The house is full of pots and leaks.

One day at lunch, my brother took the bowl and sat down at the threshold to eat the meal. The mother put another bowl of rice at the dinner table and called: "Da Meier, eat." The sister responded in the toilet: "Wait a minute, I will arrive soon." A bowl of rice was served and placed at the dinner table: "Little Meier, eating" said that the mother carried a bucket full of rain and walked outside the house. I don't know why, I took the bowl and the mother just stepped out of the threshold. Suddenly a loud bang, and all the houses fell to the ground. We seem to be in the wilderness, and the rain hit us. The mother exclaimed: "My child!": "The mother didn't think about it. When she turned around, I bumped into her arms. Then my sister flew over:" Niang, I just walked out of the toilet. It’s all water, when it’s on the dunghill... my sister’s pain can’t go on.

My family hugged tightly together, my mother looked at the ruins of the house that collapsed in the house, the collapsed toilet, the rice bowl I fell off, and the expression of my brother and sister’s incomprehensible expression: "Children - we will definitely be a big man." It’s too good!” Later, with the help of the villagers, I opened the cupboard from the ruins and took out the clothes. Since then, my family lived in the dining hall. That year my brother was just 18 years old and was born in the school. At that time, when the rickshaw was pulled on the mountain in Shanxi, it was a dangerous and painstaking life. "In order to have a place to live, my brother insisted on going to Shanxi with his neighbors. The helpless mother did not stop. The villagers said with regret: "Poor little age. "

The mother was an atheist. From then on, I found that my mother posted a statue, often bowing to pray for her brother to be safe, and to reflect the mother’s heart. In the winter of the second year, a new blank house was built, and there was no money. My brother went down to Shanxi again. In the winter of that year, my sister and my mother lived in this rough room, and I couldn’t bear to get warm. The three mothers and daughters were sleeping with each other, and I didn’t feel the coldness of the wall. In the third year, I smeared the wall and hit the roof, and really built a new home. Later, the mother said that he would not let his brother go down to Shanxi. His brother chose to be a carpenter again.

From then on, the clever brother, he first made a small car shed according to the geometrical mathematics he had learned. The mother bought the wheel and the brother took the start to work in the production team. At that time, many old carpenters boasted that the brothers were not like the novices who had not passed the teacher. Later, the brothers bought the three-dimensional geometry and high school mathematics textbooks, and did a deeper study. The slow brother carpenter craftsmanship was famous in the neighboring village. My brother put the finished wooden products on the street, and the mother took me to sell the goods. Every time I sold the goods, I looked at the joy of the mother counting the money, and the smiling smile of my brother, the heart filled with happiness.

The doors and windows and wooden goods made by my brother are beautiful and durable. After that, they don’t have to go to the market, and the customers directly find the home to order. My brother honestly treats customers with sincerity, and adds a lot of wood products and styles according to customer recommendations. My brother started to work hard in the middle of the night and was always in short supply. Sometimes even the small car shed and my furniture that I used to buy were bought. The considerable income made my family completely free from poverty and lived a happy life. Although I don't understand culture, I feel the great charm of plane geometry, solid geometry, and mathematics from my young mind.

On a New Year's dinner, my brother and mother talked about a thrilling accident in his stone in Shanxi. Every day, my brother was desperately pulling the stone up the hillside. Suddenly, the sturdy Pilar belt was broken. The car fell down the deep mountain ditch, and the brother touched the face with blood. Four fingers were touched and fell off the shell. White bones and muscles.

The 18-year-old brother begged the neighbors to keep secrets. After simply raising the wounds, his brother put on his gloves and continued to pull up the stones. His brother knew that his family was waiting for the money to be used urgently, and he could not easily pass every day. My brother's courageous actions are all from the hardships of the family; the young and my mother and my mother can withstand the harsh winter and cold from the hardships; the clever and eager brother has become a good carpenter, which comes from the hardship; I have spent my whole life. Deeply understand the hardships of the family, but also enable people to add strong struggle and perseverance.

I saw this young guy today, holding a dollar, a dollar bill, nodded and thanked the figure. I thought that if he struggled like my brother, he would definitely overcome the difficulties. Now the society can earn money as long as you are willing to work hard. The wages of women workers in the rural housing construction team are not less than one hundred yuan. He also said that he is a student at school. I want people who understand the words, and should have the ambition to rush to start a business. It is better to know that "the man has gold under his knees." He bowed to beg the figure today, which made me very disgusted and wrote the true memories and experiences of this unwillingness and his theory.