Chapter 12 twelve

She is very conservative, unwilling to hug the waist of the knight, even if her head is run over by the wheels, she still tightly grasps the belt of the rear seat of the motorcycle... death lesson In the early hours of this morning, I suddenly received a call from an old friend. She said in a trembling voice: "My child has an accident! I need your help! He was riding a motorcycle to pick up a female classmate, but was hit by a big truck, and the girl died on the spot Yes, my son was also injured and admitted to the hospital, and there will be an aftercare meeting at the school tonight, my heart is completely confused now, please attend and say a few words for me."

At 7:00 p.m., I arrived at the school on time, and the meeting room was full of people. Surprisingly, when the driver who caused the accident walked in, there was no crazy yelling and crying, but a low-pressure silence. The father of the deceased, staring at the table with blood-red eyes, said slowly: "What's the use of pursuing responsibility today? The child is already dead! I just remember that she often said to me before she was alive: 'Dad! When I have money in the future, I must do some charitable things.' Please show some sincerity and do some good deeds for her! As parents, we will also spend some money to do good deeds, so as to end my daughter’s death wish……"

Although he no longer wanted to investigate the cause of the accident, he learned from the deceased's classmate that the two schools held a friendship outing. Originally, he had booked a tour bus, because the dead girl was very conservative and couldn't adapt to the boy sitting next to her. It happened that my friend's son was riding a motorcycle, and the girl asked to take her home. Unexpectedly, when a large truck swerved and collided, my brains splattered on the spot, and there was no way to recover. "Girls are too conservative, I can testify!" My friend finally couldn't help crying: "My son told me in the hospital that she would not hold my son's waist even if she was riding a motorcycle. Dodging urgently, my son leaned to the right, but the girl fell to the left, just in time to be followed by a big truck..."

"Even though she is dead, she is still holding on to the belt on the back seat of the motorcycle!" the mother of the deceased murmured. The coordination meeting ended unexpectedly and peacefully, but I suggested that the students review the whole incident, how to avoid mental harm and even tragedy in the activities of making friends between men and women because of different ideas. Walking out of the school gate, it was raining continuously in autumn outside. I was standing under the eaves waiting for the bus. A student who was attending a meeting chased me out and asked me: "The students are very sad. After the incident, everyone did their best. Why bother us, especially the students from the sister school, to investigate the whole incident again and again?"

"I only know that you are standing here talking to me, but your female classmate is dead and will never come back." I said seriously to him, "Is it too much to exchange your precious life for a lesson? We I don’t want to find out which boy sat next to her on the tour bus that day, or what he said or what he did, but we must avoid such tragedies from happening again in the future!” is not that right?Everyone has his own attitude towards life, as long as it does not obviously affect others, there is no right or wrong in being conservative or open! It's just that this seemingly insignificant impact may cause irreparable damage.

When I was your age, I lived in a small building with a girls' cram school downstairs, and I often chatted with the girls there after class.Unexpectedly, a girl said to me one day: "Do you know why someone disappeared? Because you hurt her by what you said, she said she would remember you forever!" To be honest, to this day, I can't figure out what I said wrong. But what I remember very clearly is that it was my freshman year in college. One day I only said half a word to a female classmate in the class, but she suddenly stood up and rushed out crying.I only found out later that she was a bit "twenty-eight" just because of me.

In my dictionary, "Twenty-eight" is an adjective of innocence and unrestrainedness. I used to use this word with my friends, but it became an insult to the conservative female classmate. At that time, I was really shocked, only to realize that everything has different standards and definitions in the hearts of different people. We must not just think about others by ourselves. Later, I studied art psychology, and I realized that the same color can be felt differently by different people.What looks strong to me may look pale to you.What you draw seems exaggerated to me may be just right for you.

How difficult it is for people to get along with each other!The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention; the mover has no intention, but the recipient is passionate.Just like the boy on the tour bus, it may be just half a sentence unintentionally, but it caused the tragedy of death! I will always remember what a friend who called himself "Game World" said: "The game is not easy. You must first understand the rules of the game, and you must also make sure that the other party follows the same rules as you, otherwise you may cause disaster." And when I first came to the United States, a Chinese professor said:

"At a friend's gathering, you can talk about it all day and night, but there are a few things you'd better not touch— Don't talk about race, gender, religion, party affiliation.Otherwise, you will definitely hurt your feelings, and it is better to avoid touching the facts that are difficult to change! " I hope you keep these principles in mind every time you talk!