Once I joined in the temple, I suddenly felt that my stomach was very uncomfortable. I rushed to the toilet from my recent bathroom, like I expected, in such a lively day of such a person, there will be the rest of the sanitary paper. So I strongly supported another remote bathroom that is not easy to be noticed. There are very few people, I started to see if there is still the rest of the toilet paper. Fortunately, I actually found a small volume, only a few layers thin. At this time, I was urgent, I had an impulse that did not care about three or two, and pulling it out of it. But I will think about it, if I face the poor guy who faces the same dilemma, I will run here? I only use a half of the people who have left the paper to me, I only use a half of the toilet paper, left the rest of the next user.
After about two hours, the strange thing happened, my stomach began again! Like last time, I ran to the toilet from me. But it is ok, it has not been added yet. I have to come to the smashing bathroom with a near desperate mood, I even convinced that there will be no more sanitary paper. Surprisingly, in the compartment I last used, the next lywood paper is still there. Originally, I want to do some good things, leave your sanitary paper to others, but that person is my own! I became the "next user"! Guess how I did? It is grateful for the person who left the paper to me. Although I know that he is myself, I still try to use only half of the remaining toilet paper.
What is this story telling us? In the face of all small grace, it is often worthy of gratitude, even for a little toilet paper.
We will never have to waste our people and help others, treat others with generous and understanding mentality, because you will never know who this "others" will last. In short, care about others is to care for yourself. ▲