Any short stories that you can share at the morning meeting, short, inspirational type?

Story one:

Choice A farmer rescues his wife from a flood, but his child drowns. Afterwards, there was a lot of discussion. Some say he did the right thing, because the child can have another child, but the wife cannot be resurrected from the dead; some say he did it wrong, because the wife can marry another, but the child cannot be resurrected from the dead. After listening to people's comments, I am also puzzled: If only one person can be saved, should he save his wife or his child? So I went to visit the farmer and asked him what he was thinking at the time. "I didn't think of anything," he replied. "When the flood hit, my wife passed by me. I grabbed her and swam to the nearby hillside. When I returned, the child had been swept away by the floodwater." On the way home, I pondered the farmer's words and said to myself: The so-called life has many choices.​​

Story two:

Lover's Heart This is a true story that happened in England. A lonely old man, childless and infirm, decided to move to a nursing home. The old man announced the sale of his beautiful home. Buyers flocked to hear the news. The home had a reserve price of £80,000, but it was quickly priced at £100,000. Prices are still rising. The old man was trapped in ***, his eyes full of melancholy, yes, if it wasn't for his poor health, he would not have sold the house where he spent most of his life. A plainly dressed young man approached the old man, bent down, and said in a low voice: "Sir, I really want to buy this house, but I only have £10,000. But if you sell me the house, I promise to let you You are still living here, drinking tea with me, reading the newspaper, taking a walk, happy every day - trust me, I will take care of you with my whole heart"! The old man nodded and smiled and sold him the house for £10,000. To fulfill your dreams, you don't necessarily have to fight ruthlessly and cheat, sometimes, as long as you have a lover's heart.

Story three:

Doctor: A doctor was assigned to a research institute and became the most educated person. One day he went to the small pond behind the unit to go fishing, and the director and deputy director happened to be on his left and right, also fishing. He just nodded slightly, these two undergraduates, what's there to talk about? After a while, Director Zheng put down the fishing rod, stretched, and walked from the water like an enclave to the toilet on the opposite side. The doctor's eyes almost fell: floating on the water? No way? This is a pond. When the director came back from the toilet, he also floated back from the water. what happened? It's not easy for a doctoral student to ask, he is a doctoral student! After a while, the deputy director also stood up, took a few steps, and drifted over the toilet on the water. This time, the doctor almost fainted: No way, in a place where the masters of the rivers and lakes are concentrated? Doctoral students are also anxious. There are walls on both sides of this pond. To get to the toilet on the opposite side, it takes ten minutes to detour, and it is too far to go back to the unit. What should I do? The doctoral students were also reluctant to ask the two directors. After holding it for a long time, they also got up and stepped into the water: I don’t believe that undergraduates can cross the water, and my doctoral students can’t. With a thud, the doctoral student fell into the water. The two directors pulled him out and asked him why he wanted to go into the water. He asked, "Why can you walk over?" The two directors looked at each other and smiled: "There are two rows of wooden stakes in this pond, because it has rained these two days. The rising water is just below the surface. We all know where the stake is, so we can walk over it. Why don't you ask?" Education represents the past, only learning ability can represent the future. Those who respect experience can avoid detours. A good team should also be a learning team.​​

Story Four:

An old carpenter was about to retire. He told his boss that he would leave the construction industry and go home to enjoy family happiness with his wife and children. The boss was reluctant to leave his good worker and asked him if he could help build another house. The old carpenter said yes. But everyone could see later that his heart was no longer in his work. He used soft materials and did rough work. When the house was built, the boss handed him the key to the gate. "This is your house," he said, "my gift to you." He was dumbfounded in shock and ashamed. How could he have done this if he had known he was building a house for himself? Now he has to live in a shoddy house! Why are we not like that. We casually “build” our lives, not by active actions, but by passive responses, refusing to strive for excellence in everything, and failing to do our best at critical moments. By the time we realize our situation, we are already trapped in the "house" we built. Think of you as that carpenter, think of your house, every day you drive in a nail, add a board, or erect a wall, and build it well with your wisdom! Your life is the only creation in your life, and it cannot be wiped out and reconstructed. Even if there is only one day to live, that day must be lived beautifully and noblely. The nameplate on the wall reads: "Life is created by yourself".​​

Story five:

There is a lady at the window who has been complaining that the lady opposite is lazy for many years, "That woman's clothes can never be washed. Look, the clothes she hangs in the outer yard always have spots. I really don't know how she even washes the clothes. It's all washed like that." It wasn't until one day that a well-informed friend came to her house and found that the wife's clothes were not clean. The attentive friend took a rag and wiped off the ash stains on the wife's window, saying, "Look, isn't this clean?" It turned out that the window of my house was dirty.​​

Story Six:

Remind myself that there was an old lady sitting on the side of the road looking at a high wall not far away. She always felt that it was about to collapse. Seeing someone walking towards the wall, she kindly reminded her: "That wall is about to collapse. Let's walk away." The person reminded looked at her in a daze as she walked along the base of the wall—the wall didn't fall down. The old lady was very angry: "Why don't you listen to me?" Someone came, and the old lady gave advice. Three days passed, and many people walked past the wall without encountering any danger. On the fourth day, the old lady felt a little strange and a little disappointed, and involuntarily went to the base of the wall to take a closer look. However, at this moment, the wall fell down, and the old lady was buried in the dust and masonry, and died of breathlessness. It is often easy and sober to remind others, but it is difficult to be sober to remind yourself all the time. Therefore, many dangers come from themselves, and the sadness of the old lady is born because of this.​​

Story Seven:

Apple by the River An old monk, surrounded by a group of devout disciples. On this day, he instructed each of his disciples to go to Nanshan to pick up a load of firewood and come back. The disciples hurried to the river not far from the mountain, and everyone was dumbfounded. I saw the flood rushing down from the mountain, and I would never even think about crossing the river to collect firewood. After returning without success, the disciples were a little dejected. Only a young monk and the master calmly faced each other. When the master asked the reason, the little monk took out an apple from his bosom and handed it to the master. He said, "I can't cross the river, and I can't make firewood. When I saw an apple tree by the river, I picked the only apple on the tree." Later, the little monk became the master's successor. There are endless roads and rivers that cannot be crossed. It is also a kind of wisdom to turn around the river that cannot be crossed. But true wisdom has to do one more thing by the river: fly a kite of thought and pluck an "apple". Through the past and present, people who hold such a belief in life have finally achieved breakthrough and transcendence in life.​​

Story Eight:

Simple truth Once upon a time, two hungry people received gifts from an elder: a fishing rod and a basket of large and fresh fish. One of them asked for a basket of fish, the other a rod, and they parted ways. The person who got the fish used dry wood to set up a bonfire and cooked the fish on the spot. He devoured it, and had not tasted the meaty aroma of the fresh fish. In an instant, he ate all the fish and soup. Starved to death by the empty fish basket. The other man continued to starve with a fishing rod, and walked towards the sea with difficulty step by step, but when he had already seen the blue ocean not far away, the last of his strength was exhausted. He could only leave the world eagerly with endless regrets. Two more hungry people also received a fishing rod and a basket of fish from the elders. It's just that they didn't go their separate ways, but agreed to find the sea together. They only cooked one fish at a time. After a long journey, they came to the seaside. From then on, the two began to fish for a living. Later, they built a house, had their own families, children, and a fishing boat built by themselves, and lived a happy and healthy life. A person who only cares about the immediate interests will get short-term happiness in the end; a person has lofty goals, but also has to face the reality of life. Only by organically combining ideal and reality can one become a successful person. Sometimes, a simple truth is enough to give people a meaningful life revelation.​​

Story Nine:

The right hand holds the left hand There is a popular jingle on the table: holding the wife's hand, as if the right hand holds the left hand. Whenever someone read it out, everyone at the table would laugh out loud, and the atmosphere immediately relaxed. Of course, this is based on a common understanding of the jingle - it feels accurate, it's well described. One day someone at the dinner table read this jingle again, and the men laughed hard as usual. It was later discovered that a woman at the table was not smiling. Men are busy talking and joking don't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, the woman said seriously: the most wonderful thing is this "right hand holds the left hand". First, the left hand is the most trusted by the right hand; second, the left hand and the right hand are each other’s own; third, no matter how other hands make you happy and excited, you can throw your hands later, only the left hand, throw it away You're crippled, aren't you? A table of men admired and praised the woman's deep and unique understanding. The woman said lightly: If there is something profound and unique, you might as well go back and read it to your respective wives and see what they have to say. The brave men among the men really went back to test their wives. Sure enough, the wives understood the same as the ladies at the dinner table. They are all left-handed, and men are of course left-handed. And they are all right-handed, of course they think right-handed.​​

Story Ten:

The story of a steel glass is a farmer who has only read junior high school for two years, and his family has no money to continue his schooling. He dropped out of school and went home to help his father cultivate three acres of thin fields. When he was 19 years old, his father died, and the burden of the family rested on his shoulders. He has to take care of his mother, who is in poor health, and a grandmother who is paralyzed in bed. In the 1980s, farmland was contracted to households. He dug a puddle into a pond and wanted to raise fish. But the cadres in the township told him that the paddy fields could not raise fish, but could only grow crops, so he had to fill up the pond. This incident became a joke, in the eyes of others, he was a very stupid person who wanted to make a fortune. Hearing that raising chickens can make money, he borrowed 500 yuan from relatives to raise chickens. But after a flood, the chickens got fowl plague and all died within a few days. 500 yuan may be nothing to others, but to a family living on only three mu of thin fields, it is an astronomical sum. His mother couldn't stand the stimulation and died of depression. He later brewed wine, fished, and even shot holes on the cliffs of the quarry...but he didn't make any money. At the age of 35, he has not yet married a daughter-in-law. Even divorced women with children looked down on him. Because he has only one earthen house, it may collapse at any time after a heavy rain. A man who cannot marry a wife is not looked down upon in the countryside. But he still wanted to give it a shot, so he borrowed money from everywhere to buy a walk-behind tractor. Unexpectedly, less than half a month after he was on the road, the tractor drove him into a river. He broke a leg and became lame. And the tractor, which was picked up by someone, was already in pieces. He could only disassemble it and sell it as scrap metal. Almost everyone said his life was over. But then he became the boss of a company in the city where I am, with assets of 200 million yuan. Now, many are aware of his tragic past and storied entrepreneurial journey. Many media have interviewed him, and many reportages have described him. But I only remember one episode like this. The reporter asked him: "In the days of misery, why did you not back down again and again"? He sat behind the large and luxurious boss desk and drank the glass of water in his hand. Then, he held the glass cup in his hand and asked the reporter: "What will happen to this cup if I let go"? The reporter said: "It fell to the ground and broke." "Then let's try it," he said. When he released his hand, the cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound, but it was not broken, but intact. He said: "Even if there are 10 people present, they will all think that the cup will break. However, this cup is not an ordinary glass, but made of fiberglass." So, I remember this wonderful classic dialogue. Such a person, even if he has only one breath, will try his best to hold the hand of success, unless God deprives him of his life...