Needless to say, everyone expects to get the big love and warmth of others, but disdains the small love and small warmth.
In fact, sometimes, great love and warmth, it is like a torrential rainstorm, that fast, that urgent, that big, making people busy and difficult to adapt. And the little love is small and warm, just like a light rain, not hurried, natural, moisturizing silent, let people feel comfortable, very adaptable, more willing to accept.
Walking in the world, the little love and warm drizzles from life will always float up from time to time, purifying my slowly dusty body and nourishing my increasingly dry heart.
One night, I rode my public bike to the supermarket to buy some essentials. I was dumbfounded when I arrived at the bike storage point next to the supermarket, where there were almost a lot of bicycles on the two long rows of storage piles.
I was worried about the poor light, I couldn't see clearly, and with the psychology of luck, I pushed the bicycle and carefully checked whether there was any idleness. In the end, I had to laugh in disappointment, and stood by the car stupidly, helplessly and anxiously looking at the people and cars coming and going next to me.
A minute passed. Three minutes passed.
……
Still no one came to ride. I was in a hurry, indescribable. Because, public bicycles are free for an hour, and they are almost there. Standing uneasy, I pushed my bike to this end for a while, and then to that end, and kept looking around.
"Boy, save it here." A voice suddenly rang in my ears. I was overjoyed and was busy looking for a sound. I saw an older woman pushing the cart out and greeting me warmly.
I happily pushed the car over and said words of gratitude.
The woman had no intention of riding and set aside. When I came out of the supermarket, I was surprised that the woman was still there. She was writhing softly.
On the side, the public bicycle was parked. I understood, my heart warmed, and I thought, she is really a good person!
When I went to the market this morning, I was in a hurry, so I saw that I could buy something and leave. Soon, with a few heavier vegetable bags in each hand, I hurried back through the bustling crowd.
"The bag containing the lotus is about to crack!" The bag containing the lotus is about to crack, pay attention! Suddenly, there was a sharp shout in my ear. I was shocked, and my eyes involuntarily looked into my hands.
It didn't matter at this look, the convenient bag containing the lotus in the left hand did not know when it cracked a big opening, and the two lotus sections protruded most of the body out of the convenience bag. Take a few more steps, and there will be a tragedy of a big crack in the bag and a broken ground. I was busy dragging with my right hand and clutching the lotus bag with my left hand.
Thanks to that guy. I turned my head and saw a middle-aged vendor next to me looking at me kindly. I knew that the person who reminded me must be him. "Thank you so much! Thank you so much! I was busy smiling. The man waved his hand and smiled without saying a word.
On this colder autumn morning, not only did I not feel cold at all, but I became warmer and warmer, my heart was warm, and my steps were very relaxed.
In fact, in life, such as small love and warmth from strangers, is there less?
Although these warmth and love are small, although they are not commendable, but the power it brings to you is so vigorous, shocking, and so unforgettable, people have to cherish life, remember and pass on gratitude.