There is a deeply enlightening poem: "I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain" In fact, this poem speaks to the phenomenon that many people fail to realize when they make mistakes. If no one is alerted, the cost of self-discovery can be long and expensive. Some people may not be able to recognize their mistakes for the rest of their lives, even in old age. My husband is 44 years old and his son is taking the college entrance examination. Not long ago, he held a banquet for his son's advancement, but unfortunately thirty tables were prepared for the banquet, and only five tables were filled in the end. The accident made Mr. Zhou feel embarrassed and embarrassed, and he quit the group of relatives and friends in a fit of anger. Just as he lost his temper, Mr. Zhou's uncle came over and thought that it was all Mr. Zhou's fault, which made him even more confused.
I am forty-four years old, and my son has always been my pride. When he was in high school, his grades weren't great, and I never asked. But then the situation changed, and he suddenly began to study hard and Xi, and soon achieved excellent results. At the time, I was so surprised that I even wondered if he had plagiarized someone else. Later, I found out that he was really attentive.
This time, my son took the college entrance examination and performed well, scoring nearly 600 points. I spent tens of thousands of dollars to find someone to help me apply for a prestigious school and a promising major, hoping that he would have a bright future. However, just when everything was confirmed, the unexpected quietly struck.
As soon as my son's results were announced, my mother suddenly fell ill and was admitted to the hospital. I rushed her to the hospital and told my son about his excellent grades, and my mother nodded her head and seemed relieved. In the past, my mother was able to leave the hospital after a few days in the hospital, but this time the situation was more serious, and she passed away within two weeks.
After my mother's death, my heart was filled with sadness, but I was relieved to think of my son's outstanding results. In this intricate of emotions, the mood of relief prevails. In the process of doing my mother's funeral, relatives and friends came to comfort me, hoping that I would not be too sad, but I didn't feel too much.
I thought to myself, "Mother must be proud of my grandson's excellent grades." I should have been happy that my son was admitted to a good university, but the person is no longer there, so what's the point of being sad. So, everyone was crying and sad, but I didn't have a tear in my eyes, but kept boasting about my son's achievements on that occasion.
My wife had long advised me that in front of so many people, I should at least cry instead of constantly mentioning my son's achievements. I wanted to cry too, but I couldn't cry. In the end, even my uncle came to rebuke me, which made me feel very irritable. It's a fact that my son was admitted to a good university, can't you just say it?
After the mother's business was done, everyone left one after another, and I was preparing to hold a banquet for my son's entrance to school. The wife felt that this move was not appropriate, after all, she had just lost a loved one, and holding a banquet might have a bad effect. But I don't care about that, and I think there is nothing wrong with more people knowing.
I have been a little hesitant in my heart, so I asked my uncle and other elders for advice, most of them were against it, but a few friends were clamoring, saying that it was okay to hold a college banquet, and there was no need to worry too much.
Due to the mother's affairs, the college entrance banquet that should have been held a long time ago has been delayed, and now it has been delayed to this point in time. I realized that there might not be many people coming, but I decided to hold a banquet anyway to let everyone know that my son was admitted to a good university, and I had already made up my mind.
After deciding on the date and restaurant, I informed relatives, friends and acquaintances. Although they all said they would attend, the counting of the number of people revealed that about 30 tables would be needed. At that time, I was a little proud, I didn't expect that my connections were so good, and there were so many people to cheer on me.
After the formalities were completed and everything was ready, I couldn't wait for the banquet. But when the day of the banquet came, although I started preparing early, less than a third of the people who came by the time the banquet began. At the time, I wondered why there were so few people
I couldn't help but feel anxious, and sent another message to ask. This time, I found out that there was an old classmate and I who knew each other and had a similar social circle, and he happened to hold his son's college banquet today. All of my invitations went to his banquet.
What made me even more embarrassed was that several relatives who didn't have a good relationship also went to his house. I was almost mad. In the end, the thirty tables we had planned filled only about five tables. Two tables are for relatives, one table is for the son's classmates, and the other two tables are for the wife's family. Everyone sat around eating there, and I was so ashamed that I didn't even dare to go out of the house.
So I turned on my phone and complained loudly in a group of friends and relatives about the people who released my pigeons. After venting, he decisively quit the group chat. It makes me feel a little better. Unexpectedly, the uncle witnessed this scene, came in with his mobile phone, tilted his head and asked me: "Pillar, did you scold people in the group?".”
I was so angry that I replied to my uncle: "Yes, these people have released me into pigeons, and I think I should wake them up." Then my uncle began to lecture me, telling me about my father's early death, blaming me for not fulfilling my responsibilities as an older brother, and pointing out that my temper needed to be changed. In the end, he even said it was all my fault, which made me even angrier.
I suddenly stood up and angrily asked my uncle, "What did I do wrong?"The uncle was also angry, slapped it over, and then said to me in a calm and powerful voice: "Look at yourself, you are high-flying, you have no ability and a big temper." When your mother died, you were still smiling, who wants to deal with someone like you?”
Uncle's words left me dumbfounded, and I didn't know how to refute them. The wife heard the noise and rushed to the sidelines, but saw that the situation was not right. Uncle continued: "A person who is not sad even about the death of his mother, is such a person still worth associating?No wonder no one wants to come to your party. ”
These words came like a bolt from the blue, and I finally realized my mistake. My mother had just passed away, and I was openly publicizing that my son was admitted to a good university, and this kind of untimely show-off behavior was too much. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but bow my head.
Seeing that I confessed my mistake, the uncle sighed, helped me up, and patiently enlightened me. He mentioned that my father died early, and it was not easy for my mother to raise me singlely, but I was not filial to her, and I did not shed a single tear, which is really undeserved.
The more Uncle spoke, the more ashamed I felt. Seeing this, my wife hurriedly helped me and led me to the second floor to rest. The outside affairs were taken care of by my uncle and wife, and I was able to take a break. Lying on the bed on the second floor, I felt very uncomfortable inside, and my body was tired, but I couldn't sleep.
Somehow, I stood up and crept to my mother's room. I was so busy during this time that I never tidied up, so my mother's room still remained the same as when she was alive. Lying on my mother's former bed, the plank bed was hard, but it was also steady. After lying down for a while, my body felt weak and weak, and I finally fell asleep.
When I woke up again, the sun was already setting in the west, and orange light was pouring into the room through the window. The already sweltering weather was even hotter, but strangely, a cold wind blew outside the window, which made me shiver several times. While sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, my mother's voice suddenly came to mind.
Why did you come back, kid?And the other one is, "You're so busy that you ignore me." "That's what my mother once said to me. Somehow, all of a sudden, I heard these voices again, and it was creepy. I jerked my head back, and the bedside was silent, ...... nothing
As if in an instant, tears poured out uncontrollably, her mother's voice echoed in her ears, and her face and countless memories welled up in her heart. I couldn't take it anymore and broke down and cried out loud on the bed. How I wished I could talk to my mother again, but she was gone.
It wasn't until this moment that I really understood the meaning of the sign that said "Sound and Look". My mother's voice and face seemed to come to my mind at any time. I didn't feel much grief when my father died young, but it hurt me at the moment.
I understood my mistake, so I called my uncle and admitted my mistake. Uncle was willing to help me, pulled me into the village and relatives again, and gave me a sum of money, hoping that I would not be too sad. Although I was grateful for his kindness, I resolutely returned the money. Really grateful to Uncle.
Later, I became much more low-key and less self-righteous. My wife and son said I felt like a different person. I know that I have made my mother sad, and I can only try not to disappoint my uncle and family. In the future, I will work harder to live.
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