Conscience, what does it look like?

At that time, I rode out every weekend with some change. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is not for change, but for ......

When I first owned the "Big Black", I rode it out, all kinds of freshness, all kinds of natural enjoyment. The only thing that makes my heart very uncomfortable is the presence of compassion and pity.

At some intersection, a red light. More and more people parked, and I saw a disabled middle-aged man with no legs, one hand had shrunk to the point of not being presentable, and the other hand was pushing a wheelchair. One by one, he begged from the people who parked the car......

Some people ignore him, and some people give him the change they have...... He begged one by one and soon came up to me. I was nervous and confused, and I didn't know if I should give him change.

Because I've seen too many of these disabled people in my country, I don't know if he's a professional beggar. Also, although I had a little change on me at the time, it was so loose that if I wanted to take it, I had to take it out and separate it. But for me who loves face, I can't do it......

So when the disabled man begged in front of me, I pretended I couldn't see anything. At that time, a local woman gave him change, which reflected how cold I was at that time.

Okay, green light. I rode forward quickly, trying to get out of this embarrassment. But strangely, I was very uneasy. I always feel that my heart is beginning to suffer......

I began to think that even if he was a professional beggar, he was already disabled like this, and he could not enjoy many normal enjoyments of normal people, so what would he lose even if he was given a little change? What's more, if he was really the kind of disabled person who hoped that he could live strongly, the change I gave might give him a small hope to live strongly......

I think of what my aunt taught me when I was a child, to be a good person, and when you encounter begging, it is also kind to give a little change.

Thinking about it, I felt that I had seen too much reality in the process of growing up, so that I had buried even my original kindness little by little.

To do good deeds, we should not judge from the truth or falsehood, but from the goodwill in our hearts. I have given kindness, and if he really needs it, it will be good. If he is a fake, I have nothing to lose. It's like a book about Buddha that I read before, that's what it says.

Just like who you are, what you see is everything that reflects your inner world. You see falsehood, then your inner world is already full of falsehood. You see compassion and pity, then your inner world is still full of kindness. Even in the eyes of some shrewd people, kind people are easy to be deceived, but kind people live a solid life. Kindness is natural, not deliberately made.

Deliberately created kindness is not really kindness, but it is also better than indifference and ruthlessness. Just as there are many famous people in society who donate money, they must let the whole world know that they are doing good deeds, although there is a suspicion of hype, but for those who accept donations and get hope, this is a kind of beauty like a gift from God.

So, do good deeds if you want to, and don't care about the eyes of others who think you are being cheated. People who think about whether they will be cheated all day long are actually very poor in their hearts and can't afford to lose a little bit, even if they get more material things, they are still poor.

I don't know if I have a conscience, and I don't know if my kindness is true or deliberate. Anyway, when I rode out every weekend, I put some change in my pocket, and when I saw a beggar in front of me, the change in my pocket could leave my pocket......

After giving change, the first feeling in my heart is natural and down-to-earth. Because I feel that the self when I was a child is still with me at that time.

Like that morning, I met the disabled man again at that crossroads.

From his eyes, tears could be seen. There was also a feeling that could not be disguised, that is, he nodded sincerely......

Conscience, what does it look like? I haven't seen it. But when I saw some of the local women looking at the disabled man with a sympathetic look and expression, I thought, "That's what conscience looks like."

An invisible beauty that you can feel as if you can see it, but you can't see it.

Time goes on.

It's writing again, and it starts when I walk into the shower room......

Look at yourself in the mirror, just like that, let the sweat flow quietly. Sweat doesn't go down to the ground, and water doesn't go down to the body.

Well, that's how it began......

There is only a little bit of power left on my phone, and I hope I can finish writing an article before it runs out of power, and then happily wash my name.

Whew, wash white. It turned out that I had turned to carbon black. Actually, if I don't go to the sun, I can be quite white. Although this is a bit of a fantasy, it is true. It's true. It's true. It's true. It's true. It's true that important things are said several times......

Looking at the place where there was an ant nest before, well, there was an ant nest again. So, the great truth began to talk again......

Persistence does not necessarily mean that you can't stop halfway. In the face of danger, hold on, slow down, and maybe you can go further.

Just as the little colony of ants insisted on setting up their nests, even if I destroyed them several times in a row. However, in the face of the danger that I might be destroyed at any time, it is better to take it easy, perhaps just when my thoughts turn to no longer destroy the ant nest. Just like then, after a few days of slowing down, they continued to build their nest in the same place, and I wasn't going to destroy it......

The power of perseverance is powerful and admirable. Sometimes it's not necessarily bad to stop.

And I still have the opportunity to be an angel again, and I don't let my heart be a demon again. Perhaps it can also be said that as long as you want to get better, it is never too late.

That's the big truth about persistence.

Then, I took a closer look at the so-called ant nest, which was not actually an ant nest, it was just mud made by ants building an ant nest.

In this regard, it can be seen that there are many things that are not actually what people think, and they are all self-inflicted by people.

However, in the so-called self-inflicted affection, people can find meaningful ideas for themselves, and can better allow themselves to progress and grow.

Therefore, man is a self-centered higher animal, everything he thinks starts from the self and serves the self, so as to constantly let the self give birth to a desired result.

From that false ant nest, I got the meaning I wanted, and that meaning became part of my motivation.

In other words, it is the people themselves who make people progress, and it is the people themselves who make people regress.

What kind of world you want to live in depends on what kind of meaning you want to find and stick to it......

I feel like that's a bit redundant......

After writing that article, there was still a little bit of battery left on the phone.

So, let's wash the white together with the melody of the music......

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