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1: A rose. A gentleman parked his car in front of the flower shop. He planned to order a bouquet of flowers from the flower shop and ask them to send it to his mother who was far away in his hometown.

When the gentleman was about to walk into the store, he found a little girl sitting on the road crying. The gentleman walked up to the little girl and asked her, "My child, why are you sitting here crying?" "I want to buy a rose for my mother."

, but I don’t have enough money,” the child said.

The gentleman felt distressed upon hearing this.

"That's it..." So the gentleman took the little girl's hand and walked into the flower shop. He first ordered a bouquet for his mother, and then bought a rose for the little girl.

When he walked out of the flower shop, the gentleman suggested to the little girl that he should drive her home.

"Do you really want to take me home?" "Of course!" "Then you can take me to my mother's place. But uncle, my mother lives far away from here." "If I had known better, I wouldn't have taken you there.

"The gentleman said jokingly.

The gentleman kept driving as the little girl said. Unexpectedly, after walking out of the main road in the city, he followed the winding mountain road and came to the cemetery.

The little girl placed the flowers next to a new grave. She walked a long way to present a rose to her mother who had just passed away a month ago.

The gentleman sent the little girl home and then returned to the flower shop.

He canceled the bouquet he wanted to send to his mother, and instead bought a large bouquet of flowers and went straight to his mother's home, which was five hours away by car. He wanted to give the flowers to his mother in person.

It is better to hold a grand funeral for the deceased than to show filial piety while he is still alive.

2: Unlocked door. A mother and daughter lived in a remote hut in a small village in the country. The mother was afraid of being robbed and would always put three locks on the doorknob at night; the daughter was tired of being as boring as a landscape painting.

As for the unchanging rural life, she longed for the city and wanted to see the gorgeous world she had imagined through the radio.

One morning, the daughter left her mother in pursuit of that illusory dream.

She secretly ran away from home while her mother was sleeping.

"Mom, just pretend you don't have me as a daughter." Unfortunately, the world is not as beautiful as she imagined. She unknowingly went to the road of depravity and fell into the mud from which she could not extricate herself. Only then did she realize

own fault.

"Mom!" Ten years later, the grown-up daughter returned to her hometown with a wounded heart and embarrassed body.

It was late at night when she returned home, and the faint light seeped through the cracks in the door.

She knocked lightly on the door, but suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

Her daughter startled her when she opened the door.

"It's strange. Mother has never forgotten to lock the door before." Mother's thin body curled up on the cold floor and fell asleep with a distressing look.

"Mom...Mom..." Hearing her daughter's cry, the mother opened her eyes and hugged her daughter's tired shoulders without saying a word.

After crying in her mother's arms for a long time, her daughter suddenly asked curiously: "Mom, why didn't you lock the door today? What should I do if someone breaks in?" The mother replied: "It's not just today, I'm afraid you will come back suddenly at night and enter."

The door to the house cannot be opened, so the door has never been locked for ten years. The mother has been waiting for her daughter to come back for ten years, and the furnishings in her daughter's room remain the same as before.

That night, mother and daughter returned to how they were ten years ago, locked the door tightly and fell asleep.

The love of family is the cradle of hope. Thank you for the warmth of home, which provides the motivation for continuous growth.

3: Hair in the Lunch Box In those poor times, many students often did not have the ability to bring a decent lunch box to school. This was the case for the classmate sitting next to me.

His meals are always black tempeh, but my lunch boxes often contain ham and poached eggs. There is a huge difference between the two.

Moreover, this classmate would pick out the hair from his lunch box every time and then eat his lunch as if nothing had happened.

This uncomfortable discovery persisted.

"It shows how sloppy his mother is. She even has hair in her food every day." The classmates were talking among themselves.

In order to take into account the self-esteem of my classmates, but not to show it, I always felt dirty, so my impression of this classmate began to be greatly reduced.

One day after school, my classmate stopped me and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can go to my house to play." Although I was reluctant, it was the first time since I was in the same class that he invited me to play at home, so I didn't

I had the nerve to refuse him.

I followed my friends to a slum village located on the steepest terrain in Seoul.

"Mom, I brought my friends here." After hearing the excited voices of my classmates, the door opened.

His elderly mother appeared at the door.

"My son's friend is here, let me take a look." But the classmate's mother who walked out of the room just touched the beams outside the door with her hands.

It turns out that she is blind.

I felt a sore nose and couldn't say a word.