It was a turbulent time, and I, as a demobilized person, drove down the streets with a heavy heart. Suddenly, a bicycle slammed out from the side, and I didn't have time to brake, only to hear a "bang", and the cyclist was knocked out of the way.
I jumped out of the car in a panic and saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground, moaning in pain. At this time, the crowd of onlookers grew, and I nervously rubbed my hands together, not knowing what to do.
Just then, the commissar of our unit came up and asked me with a serious face, "What's the matter?" and I stammered and told him what had happened. The political commissar's eyes widened and he was furious: "How can you be so careless? Hurt the people, this is worth it!"
I know that the commissar is a resolute man, and now I am in big trouble. Sure enough, he immediately organized manpower to take the injured to a nearby hospital, and at the same time launched a harsh criticism of me.
I lowered my head and listened to the political commissar's reprimand, with mixed feelings in my heart. Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd: "Comrade, you can't just criticize him, you have to see if that bicycle is driving illegally!"
The commissar frowned and turned to inquire about the wounded. At this time, a doctor came running and said that the injured person had a broken bone and needed immediate surgery. The political commissar glared at me and said, "You go to the hospital to watch first, and then come back to be treated when the families of the injured come." ”
In the hallways of the hospital, I paced back and forth anxiously. At this time, a middle-aged woman hurried over, and when she saw me, she roared, "You hit my husband?" I lowered my head and was speechless.
The woman turned and entered the room, and I followed. In the ward, the injured man was lying on the bed, and when he saw his wife coming, he struggled to sit up. The woman was teary-eyed and comforted her husband: "Don't worry, the person who hit you is here, and you can't run." ”
The accusations of the injured family's relatives made me feel ashamed, and I longed to find a crack in the ground to get into. At this time, the political commissar walked in, he looked at the family members of the wounded, and said in a heavy tone: "Comrade, we will deal with this matter seriously and give you a satisfactory answer." ”
For the next few days, I was in the hospital caring for the wounded, during which time the political commissar also visited me several times. The attitude of the families of the injured gradually eased, but I knew that the matter was not over.
Finally, the injured person was discharged from the hospital. It was with deep guilt that I apologized to them. The family of the injured sighed and said, "The incident has happened, and we will not pursue it." But you have to remember this lesson and be careful when driving in the future. ”
I nodded my head again and again, secretly determined in my heart that I must learn my lesson and never make similar mistakes again.
Back in the army, I accepted the punishment of the commissar. Although I felt a little wronged in my heart, I understood that this was the punishment I deserved. In this incident, I learned a truth: life is like a play, and drama is like life. On the stage of life, we must always be vigilant and take every step carefully so as not to bring harm to ourselves and others.
Since then, I've never had an accident while driving. And the strict requirements of the political commissar have also become the most valuable wealth in my life.
As the days passed, I became more cautious, and whenever I got behind the wheel, my heart was always filled with awe. The words of the political commissar were engraved in my heart like a brand, which was not only a reproach to me, but also a love and expectation for me.
One day, I was inspecting my vehicle in the garage and preparing to set off on a mission when suddenly a familiar figure walked in, the man I had hit and injured. My heart beat faster and I nervously stood up, not knowing how to face him.
He walked over and held out his hand, and I was stunned. He smiled and said, "Young man, I heard that you have always blamed yourself, in fact, I have forgiven you a long time ago." I'm here today to tell you that I've recovered and can go back to work. ”
I shook his hand and was speechless. He continued: "And, I also want to thank you. That accident made me realize how fragile life is and that each of us should cherish it. I now cherish my work and my family even more. ”
As I listened to his words, the guilt in my heart slowly turned into strength. I told him, "Big brother, I will take your words to heart, and I will use my actions to prove that I have reformed myself." ”
He nodded and turned to leave. I looked at his back, and my heart was full of respect.
In the days that followed, I not only improved my driving skills, but also began to be strict with myself in all aspects of my life. The political commissar was very relieved to see my change, and he said, "It seems that that accident has really made you grow." ”
Time flowed like water, and in an instant, I was about to be demobilized. The political commissar came to me and said earnestly: "You still have a long way to go in life, remember, no matter where you are, you must maintain the true character of a soldier and never forget your original intention." ”
I held the commissar's hand tightly, and there was a determined glint in my eyes: "Commissar, I will always remember your words, and wherever I go, I will remember that I am your soldier." ”
On the day of demobilization, I stood in front of the gate of the army, looking back at this land that had given me education and sharpening, and my heart was full of gratitude and reluctance. I know that there is still a long way to go, but as long as I persevere, I can go on bravely.
I drove the car and drove to a new life. Whenever I encounter difficulties and challenges, I think of the teachings of the political commissar, the tolerance of that big brother, and my own growth in the barracks. These memories, like a lighthouse, illuminate my way forward and allow me to never lose my way in the voyage of life.
Life after demobilization was very different from that in the army, and I returned to society and began to look for a new job. By chance, I became a driving school instructor. Whenever I hold the steering wheel, I think of the teachings of the political commissar and the tolerance of the big brother, which also makes me passionate about teaching.
One day, a new student came to the driving school, his name is Xiao Zhang, young and vigorous, and he has a strong interest in driving. But in practice, he was always impatient and not attentive enough. I decided to teach him a lesson that driving is not child's play.
"Xiao Zhang, do you know what the most important thing is in driving?" I asked him seriously.
He was stunned and replied, "Is it a skill?"
I shook my head and said earnestly, "Skill is important, but more important is responsibility and reverence. You have to understand that when you are at the wheel, you are not only in control of your own life, but also the lives of others. ”
After hearing this, Xiao Zhang fell silent. Since that day, he has become much more serious in his practice and has learned the true meaning of driving.
The days at the driving school went by quickly, and I gradually adapted to the job. However, fate inadvertently gave me a heavy blow. The eldest brother who had been hit by me suddenly passed away due to illness. When I heard the news, I was filled with grief and guilt.
I went to my eldest brother's grave, put a bouquet of flowers, and stood there silently, full of thoughts. I think of his tolerance and teachings, and those words are like yesterday, which makes me even more determined to pass on his spirit.
Returning from the cemetery, I found the commissar and told him the news. The political commissar was silent for a long time, and then said: "Life is impermanent, we must learn to cherish it." He is gone, but his spirit will always remain in your heart. What you have to do is to carry that spirit forward. ”
I nodded, aware of my responsibility. Since then, I have worked even harder, teaching each student the true meaning of driving.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, I have been working in a driving school for many years. Every time I see the students successfully get their driver's licenses, my heart is filled with joy. I know that the spirit of that big brother has been passed on to me and my students.
And the teachings of the political commissar have always been with me. On the road of life, I will continue to maintain the true character of a soldier, and never forget my original intention. I want to use practical actions to perpetuate the spirit of that big brother, so that more people can understand that driving is not only a skill, but also a responsibility and responsibility.
The driving school students come and go, and each student has their own story. Some of them successfully got their driver's licenses and drove to their new lives with confidence, while others encountered difficulties in their studies and life and needed more patience and guidance. As an instructor, I not only teach them driving skills, but also guide them to establish a correct driving concept and make them understand the importance of safe driving.
One day, a young girl came to the driving school with determination in her eyes. Her name is Xiaoli, she is a college student, and in order to make it easier to get to and from school, she decided to learn to drive. However, during practice, she always seemed nervous and scrambling. I could see her nervousness and decided to give her more encouragement and guidance.
"Xiaoli, don't be nervous, driving requires confidence. You have to believe in yourself and believe in your abilities. "I patiently encouraged her.
She looked at me with tears of gratitude in her eyes: "Coach, am I really okay? ”
I smiled and said, "Everyone has a first time, and it's normal to make mistakes." The key is to learn from your mistakes and keep improving. You have to believe in yourself and you can definitely become a good driver. ”
Xiaoli listened to my words, took a deep breath, and sat back in the driver's seat. Since that day, her progress has been noticeable, not only has her driving skills improved a lot, but her mindset has become more positive.
Over time, I not only taught driving skills at driving school, but also began to focus on traffic safety. I realized that improving the safety awareness of drivers is the key to reducing traffic accidents. Therefore, I decided to carry out a series of traffic safety publicity activities to let more people know about traffic safety.
I found the commissar and reported my thoughts to him. After hearing this, the political commissar said with appreciation: "This is a very meaningful activity, and you must organize it well." Traffic safety is related to everyone's life safety, and we need to make more people aware of this. ”
With the support of the political commissar, I organized a series of publicity activities, including traffic safety lectures, simulated driving experiences, etc. These activities have received positive responses from all walks of life, and more and more people have begun to pay attention to traffic safety issues.
Over time, I've seen welcome changes. After getting their driver's license, the students of the driving school have become advocates of safe driving. They actively promote traffic safety knowledge in their daily lives and influence the people around them with their actions.
I am very relieved to see all this. The spirit of that big brother has been passed down on to me and my students, and the teachings of the commissar have always been with me. On the road of life, I will continue to maintain the true character of a soldier, and never forget my original intention. I want to use practical actions to perpetuate the spirit of that big brother, so that more people can understand that driving is not only a skill, but also a responsibility and responsibility.