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No one knows in advance how powerful he really is unless he tries.

-Goethe

The height of fleas

Among insects, fleas may jump the most. They can jump to tens of thousands of times their height.

Why is this happening? With this question, a university professor began his research. But he studied all day and couldn't find the answer.

On the first day after work, the professor covered the flea with a glass cover one meter high to prevent it from escaping. That night, the flea jumped and jumped to jump out of the glass cover, but no matter how hard it tried, no matter how it jumped, when it jumped to one meter high, it was stopped by the glass cover.

The next day, the professor took off the glass cover at work and was surprised to find that the flea could only jump one meter high. So he became interested.

The day after work, the professor covered the flea with a 50 cm glass. On the third day, the professor found that fleas can only jump 50 cm. In the evening, the professor covers fleas with a 20 cm glass cover. On the fourth day, the jumping height of the flea dropped to 20 cm. On the fourth day after work, the professor simply pressed the flea with a glass plate so that only the flea could crawl under the glass plate. Sure enough, on the fifth day, the flea couldn't jump any more, so it had to crawl on the table.

But at this time, the professor accidentally knocked over the alcohol lamp on the table, and the alcohol spilled on the table, and the fire slowly spread to the place where the fleas climbed. Miracle appeared, just when the fire was about to kill the flea, the flea jumped up again, jumping to an initial height tens of thousands of times higher than its own body.

When people's ability is limited by a fixed pattern, people will become depressed and subjectively mistakenly think that their ability is that level. However, don't forget that human potential is just like the jumping ability of this flea. When you go all out, you can achieve amazing results. If you want to succeed, you must be confident first, because only self-confidence can take the first step to success.

[Inscription]: Love can be fire, life, sustenance, and weaving between mother and child. Dear mothers, read the following article with your children and find out your life password!

There is a fire in my heart first.

If only there were a small stove! Every winter, I say this to myself. I asked my mother, "When shall we buy a small stove?" Mother said, "Wait until next year. When you are well off next year, you must buy a small stove. "

So I hope winter will pass quickly and look forward to the heater next winter. But the second winter still hasn't passed. So I stayed in the middle of the howling north wind for the next winter ... Finally, in the winter when I was 10, my mother bought a small stove.

"ah! I finally have a small stove! " I was as excited as Chinese New Year that day. I am no longer afraid of cold weather. During the day, looking at the stove, I feel warm; In the evening, I often dream of red and kind flames dancing in the stove.

"There is a stove!" I can't help it Mother said, "wait a little longer." The stove was born early, so people can't help freezing in winter, so they can't feel warm. " After listening to my mother, I waited. I always lived in fear in the winter of previous years, because there was always a time when the weather would get colder every day. However, this winter, I am no longer afraid, and even secretly gave birth to a little expectation. Looking forward to the coldest tomorrow, I can build my small stove.

I waited, looked forward to, and greeted the cold day with fearlessness and joy.

Mother said, "Winter has passed and spring is back!" " "

"What, winter has passed and the coldest day hasn't come yet?" I feel that the winter that just passed is not cold at all.

Mother smiled with relief and said, "Son, it's not that it's not cold in winter, but that you have a fire in your heart first!" " "

"Is there a fire in your heart first?" I repeated what my mother said. I don't understand.

Because of a small stove, I didn't feel cold in that cold winter. Although the small stove was not built once, I still bravely and happily greeted every cold tomorrow.

From then on, I am no longer afraid of winter.

weakness

During the second world war, Bernie, a senior instructor of the US Army Anti-Spy Team? Unfortunately, Federman was captured by the Germans in a battlefield mission. In view of Federman's special status, German interrogators used various means: extorting confessions by torture, exerting psychological pressure, playing tricks and giving preferential treatment. However, it didn't work, so that German interrogators had no choice but to tunnel: Feldman would probably like us to torture him and give him a chance to be a hero. But this tough guy made of steel was finally betrayed-not by others, but by his own weakness. It turned out that the Germans later sent him to a cadre school in Germany to train leading spies and asked him to accompany an instructor to class every day. The instructor didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and most of what he told the students was wrong. At first, Federman tried to be patient. One day, he couldn't help criticizing the Germans, telling the inside story of the work of American and British intelligence agencies, and giving the Germans some suggestions on how to figure out the communication network. Naturally, these are exactly what the Germans want to know.

Federman's tragedy lies in his holiness and strong professionalism. The Germans took advantage of this and wanted what they wanted, but they lured him first, which made him "itch for a moment" and fell into the trap of the other side in safeguarding professional dignity.

Federman's dedication is not a weakness. The Germans can turn it into a weakness. People with real weaknesses are more likely to be pushed around.

A thousand ways and one way.

The hunter dug a trap in the forest and covered it with a thick layer of dead branches. No one can find it without looking carefully. A fox ran very fast and accidentally fell into the hunter's trap. Not long after, a hungry crane flew down for food and fell into a trap.

The fox kept running in the trap, saying, "I want to escape, I must escape!" " I will have a thousand ways, a thousand ways to escape. "

Without saying a word, the crane stayed aside and quietly tried to escape. The crane raised its head. The trap is so narrow and deep that it is impossible to spread its wings, let alone fly. Moreover, because of hunger, it doesn't have much strength. After thinking for a long time, he said to himself, "If I want to escape, I have to find a way, a good way to get out."

At this time, the fox has thought of many ways to escape, only to hear it say: "when the hunter comes, I can secretly take his shotgun;" I can also bite off his nose when he is not looking; I can still ... "The fox keeps thinking of new ways.

After a while, the fox and crane heard the hunter's footsteps almost at the same time. The hunter is coming towards the trap, getting closer and closer.

The crane suddenly fell into the trap, motionless as if it were dead. The fox is still running in the trap and says, "I have a thousand ways to escape."

The hunter walked to the trap, saw the running fox and the motionless crane, jumped out of the trap, grabbed the "dead" crane, threw it out of the trap, and then began to clean up the fox. As the fox has been running, the hunter had to kill it with a stick. The dead crane was thrown out of the trap and flapped its wings and flew away.

cross a river

Three fishermen sold the fish in the town and went home. They don't want to be late. When they came to the river, there was no ferry on the river bank.

A suggested swimming across the river, but B and C said that the river was too cold and too fast for fear of danger, which was different from Serie A's suggestion. B Suggest finding a bridge to cross the river along the river bank. A and C rejected B's suggestion because they thought it was too far.

C It is suggested that everyone stay in the same place for one night and find a ferry to cross the river early tomorrow morning. But both Party A and Party B know that there are often jackals around, and if they encounter them, they will lose their lives.

Everyone disagreed, so the three of them had to go their separate ways.

A jumped into the rushing river. Swimming to the middle of the river, suddenly a wave came. In order to take care of his life, A loosened his bag in a panic. As a result, his clothes and the money for selling fish were washed away by the water. After landing, A regretted not listening to B and C. If he had found a bridge to cross the river or stayed on the other side of the river for one night, his money and clothes would not have been washed away by the water.

In order to find a bridge across the river, he walked and walked, and suddenly a robber appeared in a remote place. He had to hand over the money under the threat of robbers. After B was robbed, he returned empty-handed. He regretted not taking the advice of A and C, otherwise, he would not have been robbed.

When he got home, he knocked on Jia's door. As soon as they met, they told each other what happened. Both of them regretted it: "If we both listened to C, the money would not be lost."

But the next morning, A and B heard that C was eaten by a jackal last night. Party A and Party B wept bitterly and said, "Brother C, brother C, if you had listened to us last night, you wouldn't have fallen to the point where there were no bones left ..."

In fact, it doesn't matter which river they choose to cross. What is important is that at this moment, the choices of the three of them should be unified. The three fishermen ended up like this. The mistake was that they chose three different ways to cross the river. If three people choose the same way to cross the river, the result may be completely different.

Suffering; painful

Suffering is the wealth of life. I once used this sentence to comfort my friends in adversity, and I also believe this sentence is a wise saying.

I've heard many people complain. I remember one of my classmates who grew up in a poor family. After years of struggle after graduating from college, he has now become the county-level district party secretary. At the class reunion in 1999, I first heard him complain to me. When I thought of his successful career today, everyone lamented that he was "great". I asked him at that time, "Why didn't you tell me before?" ? He replied, "What is there to say? People who suffer have no right to complain. " His answer made me think a lot about the word "suffering".

There are conditions for suffering to turn into wealth. This condition is that you overcome suffering and stop suffering. Only at this time, suffering is the wealth of life worthy of your pride. No matter what you say about your previous sufferings, you will not feel inferior, but have a sense of heroism. Others have heard of your sufferings, and they don't think they are listening to your sufferings, but they think they are listening to legends, instead of pitying and despising you, they will respect you more. But if you haven't got over the pain, what are you talking about? When you say it, it sounds like you're complaining or begging for mercy. You said that you honed your character in suffering and learned to be tough. Who believes you? People just think you're playing the spiritual victory method.

Looking back at me in adversity, I think the ending should be like this: you have overcome suffering, and suffering is your wealth; It's your shame that suffering overcame you.

Wan beef noodles

When I was in college, I helped in a small restaurant during my menstrual period on weekends. On a cold spring night, a pair of special guests came to the shop-father and son. Father is blind. My son is a boy of 18 years old, dressed simply, but with a quiet bookish attitude. He should be a student who is studying and helping his father carefully.

The boy came up to me. "Two bowls of beef noodles," he shouted. I was about to make out the invoice when he suddenly shook his hand at me again. I looked at him in surprise. He smiled apologetically, and then pointed to the price list posted on the wall behind me, which means only one bowl of beef noodles and another bowl of clear soup noodles. I was dazed for a moment, and then it dawned on me.

The kitchen soon brought two bowls of steaming noodles. The boy moved the bowl of beef noodles to his father and greeted him carefully: "Dad, here comes the noodles. Eat slowly and be careful not to burn them. " He carried the bowl of clear soup noodles by himself. His father was not in a hurry to eat, but fumbled in the bowl with chopsticks. I finally put a piece of beef in my son's bowl: "Eat, eat more, study hard when you are full, and the college entrance examination is coming soon." You can go to college and be a useful person to society in the future. " The old man said kindly that although his eyes were blind and dull, the wrinkles on his face were full of gentle smiles. To my surprise, the boy as a son did not stop his father's behavior, but silently accepted the beef slices brought by his father, and then quietly put the beef slices back into his father's bowl. Over and over again, it seems that the beef slices in my father's bowl will never be finished.

"This restaurant is really good. There are so many beef slices in the noodles. " The old man sighed. The son said, "Dad, eat quickly, there is no room in my bowl." "Good, good, you also eat quickly, this beef noodle is actually quite affordable." We are all moved by the behavior and dialogue between father and son. I don't know when menstruation stood by my side, staring at the father and son quietly. At this time, Xiao Zhang in the kitchen brought a plate of freshly cut beef, and Menstrual Nunu motioned him to put the plate on the table of the father and son.

The boy looked up and said, "Did you put it wrong? We didn't order beef. " Menstruation smiled: "Yes, today is our opening anniversary. This plate of beef is a gift. " The boy smiled and stopped asking questions. He put some beef in his father's bowl, and then put the rest in a plastic bag. We watched them eat quietly and then watched them go out.

When Xiao Zhang went to collect the bowl, he suddenly cried softly. It turns out that there are some banknotes under the boy's bowl, totaling 6 yuan, which is exactly the price of a plate of dry-cut beef on our price list.

University dormitory has the wrong number.

Roommates have an unwritten rule: unplug the telephone line when sleeping at night so as not to disturb sleep.

At midnight that day, as soon as everyone fell asleep, the emergency phone rang, and everyone was complaining: "Why did you forget to unplug the telephone line? Stay, stay! " Xiao Gu got up sleepily and unplugged the telephone line, and the bell came to an abrupt end.

After all this, it is difficult for me to fall asleep. I thought it wouldn't be my mother, would it? The other day, there was a report in the newspaper that my hometown was flooded. But when I called yesterday, I said everything was fine. Is my mother afraid that I am worried and deliberately lied to me? Call me when something important happens at home ... The more I think about it, the more worried I am, tossing and turning in bed.

"Who is it? Call at this time? " Said the pony.

"If there is something urgent, wouldn't it be ..." Xiao Pang, who has always been outspoken, said.

Awei rolled over, carefully installed the telephone line interface and put the phone on his bedside.

The dormitory quickly recovered calm, followed by a long silence, one minute, two minutes, three minutes ... I don't know how long it took, and Ding Ba jumped out of bed like an electric shock. Awei's trembling voice said, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

My whole body's nerves are tense, and the sweat oozing from my palms drops straight down-

"Oh, nothing, nothing." Click-awei hangs up the phone. "Why did you hang up?" "I haven't asked clearly yet!" They blamed awei. Awei took a deep breath: "Go to sleep. Nothing! Wrong number, find a girl. "

The next morning, I grabbed the phone with my eyes open. When my mother was surprised to say that everything was fine at home and the flood peak had passed smoothly, I sobbed and shouted "Mom …" and my roommate who was going to call burst into tears.

Since then, roommates have an unwritten new rule: never unplug the telephone line when sleeping at night.

A lost day

In the morning, my mother goes to work. She woke up nine-year-old Peggy and said to him, "You have a holiday. Your task today is to plant a tree next to the farmhouse and finish reading the book "Castle Peak in the Distance". "

Jia Pei wants to sleep for a while. When mom goes to work, it will smell good! When he woke up, the sun was already in the sky, and he wanted to start working at once. But he thought: it's not too late!

Jia Pei is sitting under a tall mulberry tree. He thinks, I'll sit here for a while before I start working. So he ran to the orchard, ate some fresh fruits, played with butterflies for about half an hour, and then sat down under the mulberry tree.

In the evening, the mother came back and asked her son, "Tell me, son, what did you do?"

But Petya did nothing. He is too shy to look into his mother's eyes.

"You know, my child, today, there is one less tree on the earth, and there is one less person who knows what Qingshan is in the distance. Now, no matter how hard you try, you can't know everything you should know on the day you get lost. Come on, I'll tell you what people did on your lost day. "

The mother led her son to a newly plowed field and pointed out, "Yesterday was a harvested wheat stubble field, and today it has all been plowed." This is what tractor drivers do. "

The mother took her son to the brick wall and said, "There was only granite foundation here this morning, but now it is a brick wall. Look, how well the bricklayer has done! "

The mother and her son came to a white building, where everything-air, walls and even the grass in front of the building-smelled of bread.

"This is a bakery. In the morning, bread is still flour, but now it is mouth-watering ... The baker works all day, and when the bus comes, the bread is delivered to the store. "

Finally, the mother and son walked into the library. The librarian pointed to a big bookshelf with many books on it.

"These books were read by everyone today, but they also came back not long ago and borrowed so many new books."

"But I am idle ..." Jia Pei wanted to think and bowed his head. Now he understands what a "lost day" is.

Great writers and little girls (2004 examination paper)

When Bernard Shaw, a famous British dramatist, visited the Soviet Union, he always used his spare time to go out and have a look alone in order to personally understand the local customs.

One morning, when Bernard Shaw was walking in the street, he met a lovely little girl. He stopped to play with the little girl. The little girl is very talkative and polite, and Bernard Shaw likes her very much. When he left, Bernard Shaw looked up and said with a smile, "Little girl, do you know who I am? Well, go back and tell your parents that you are playing with a world-famous great writer named Bernard Shaw today. "

Suddenly, the little girl looked up and looked dignified. Her big eyes looked straight at him and said, "Uncle Bernard Shaw, how can you talk about yourself like this? Then please go back and tell your parents that the girl you played today is a Soviet girl ... "

Bernard Shaw was stunned! He realized that what he had just said and the tone of his voice were a little arrogant. Looking at the little girl with a very serious attitude in front of him, he was at a loss and his face was slightly hot. After a while, he calmed down and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, little girl, forgive what I said just now." You are a great girl. "

Later, Bernard Shaw said with deep feelings about this matter: "No matter how much one has achieved, one can't brag and be complacent. This is the lifelong education that that little girl gave me, and I have to thank her. "

The best is yourself.

Socrates, a great philosopher in ancient Greece, had a great regret during his lifetime-his right-hand man for many years failed to find the best closed disciple for him for more than half a year.

The thing is this: in his later years, Socrates knew that his time was running out, so he wanted to test and enlighten his assistant who looked very good at ordinary times. He called his assistant to the bed and said, "I don't have much wax." I have to find another wax to light it. Do you understand what I mean? "

"I see," the assistant said quickly. "Your brilliant thoughts are passed down very well ..."

"But," Socrates said slowly, "I need the best heir. He should not only have considerable wisdom, but also have full confidence and extraordinary courage ... so far he has never seen such a candidate. Can you help me find one and find one? "

"Okay, okay." The assistant said meekly and respectfully, "I will try my best to find it and live up to your cultivation and trust."

Socrates smiled and said nothing.

The loyal and diligent assistant took pains to look around through various channels. But he brought one after another, and Socrates always declined politely. Once, when the assistant returned to Socrates' hospital bed in vain again, Socrates, who was terminally ill, sat up with difficulty and caressed his assistant's shoulder and said, "You are really hard, but the people you are looking for are actually not as good as you ..."

"I will definitely redouble my efforts," the assistant said seriously. "I have searched everywhere in urban and rural areas, and I will dig out the best candidates and recommend them to you."

Socrates smiled and stopped talking.

Half a year later, Socrates is about to die, and the best candidate still has no clue. The assistant was so ashamed that he sat on the bed with tears on his face and said with a heavy voice, "I'm really sorry to disappoint you!" " "

"I'm disappointed, but you're sorry," Socrates said. He closed his eyes in dismay and paused for a long time before he said sadly, "Originally, the best thing was yourself, but you didn't believe in yourself, so you ignored, delayed and lost yourself ... In fact, everyone is the best. The difference lies in how to know yourself and how to explore and reuse yourself. ...

The assistant regretted it very much, and even regretted and blamed himself all his life.

In order not to repeat the mistake of that assistant, everyone who is eager for success and unwilling to sink should bear in mind the wise saying of the sages: "The best is himself"!