SHAN GUO - English

SHAN GUO

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A reflection from a grandmother in Beijing ... 👍

So People Must Be Grateful With What They Have Been For This ...…

It is said that the PRC President was moved when he read this article ... oh

The title:

Shan Guo (Fruit Mountain)

Author:

Huang Xing Rong

Translator:

Ss. Lie Ing Sen

I often complain my life is not satisfying ...

I know thinking that there is nothing wrong, people always want to look up, just as water will always flow to a low place ...

But what is the name of a satisfying life ... ???

Who to compare with ... ???

I am a little confused as well ... !!!

Until the time of a few days ago when I was traveling out of town, it seemed a little like it made me find the answer to the above question ... !!!

At that time I departed from Beijing to Yun Nan, when the train arrived at the Yun Nan provincial border, from the window only mountains with dense forests were seen.

The train stopped at Sha Woo station for 2 minutes.

Suddenly a group of teenagers aged 12-13 years were seen, with shabby and tattered clothes while each carrying a basket, jostling to get on the train.

The large baskets seemed to make it difficult for them to get on the train.

In my carriage, there was a very thin young woman.

She shouldered a basket full of He Dao fruit (Walnuts).

After painstakingly lowering her basket, then with her hands busy wiping his sweat on his face while smoothing his hair behind her head, her face was tapered and pretty but pale, her clothes were full of patches here and there, as well as her worn pants full of fillings, clearly reflecting a child very poor village ... 

The carriage was full of passengers, the girl looked rather reluctant to stand close to me, one hand holding on the edge of the chair, as hard as the power to support her body so as not to tighten to my body.

I tried to give a little place for her to sit, but a chair that was just enough to sit together was obviously no longer possible for 3 people to sit together.

So I tried to shift the place, so that the girl could stand more comfortably, and help her tidy up her basket, so as not to prevent people from passing.

The girl replied with a grateful smile, opened the lid of the basket, then took a large hand of He Dao to forcefully put in my shirt pocket.

I refused to accept it but was helpless, because the girl insisted on wanting to give me a present ... 

Slowly the girl was more familiar with me, from the hamlet accent that I found difficult to catch, finally I understood that she was only 14 years old, the distance of her house from the Sha Woo station was about a few dozen km.

The garden is harvesting lots of fruit

He Dao, but because the car can't enter the village, if you want to sell the produce, you have to carry and walk to a very far place.

At this time his mother was sick, needed money to seek treatment, so his father told him to go out selling He Dao.

The story ...

She gets up in the middle of the night and walks until the next evening ...

Then stay overnight in a cave,

early in the morning the road could catch up to this station at Sha Woo Station.

Later after selling He Dao, the return still has to walk a day and only last home.

"So far, are you not scared ... ???" I asked.

"I have a friend, as soon as we get on the train we split up, later when we go down, we will meet again," she answered confidently.

"This way, selling 1 He Dao basket can be profitable ... ???"

"After cutting the cost of the train back and forth, the rest is around 15-16 Yuan!" she replied with a smile ... (1 Yuan = Rp. 2,000, -)

Obviously it appears that the figure prides itself.

"Anyway, it's still not enough to eat a day or not!" Said the passenger beside me.

The girl quickly answered: "We have brought lunch too ..."

The kepo passenger asked again: "What supplies did you bring ...?"

"I have eaten once, there is still a packet under He Dao's pile of fruit. My father said that after He Dao was sold out, it could only be eaten! "

"What supplies do you bring ... ???" urged the Kepo passenger again.

"  boiled red sweet potato!" Replied the girl quietly shyly.

Instantly ... All the passengers who heard immediately felt sad and sad.

At that time, there was an announcement that the train had to stop 30 minutes before entering the next station.

I hurriedly took this opportunity to talk to the passengers, that: "He Dao that was brought by the child is very good, it is hoped that all passengers will want to buy for souvenirs!"

Someone immediately asked: "How much is 1 price?"

Mother told me, 10 He Dao pieces cost 0.25 Yuan, nothing more, said the girl.

I replied ... Wow, it was very cheap, in my place it was 8 Yuan instead!

The passengers are scrambling to buy, I help the child count the fruit

He Dao, he was busy receiving and calculating the money.

He Dao soon sold more than 2/3 of the basket.

The girl carefully fixed the change she received with joy.

It's almost to its destination, the girl will get off the train.

I help him prop up the basket on his back.

I took a pair of red clothes and pants and put them in the basket saying

"This is the clothes I bought for my niece, now I give you love to wear after going home later!"

Seen the girl was very happy, while tilting her body trying to see the clothes that I gave, while saying thank you!

At the same time there were 4 young seasonal workers who were playing cards near us, quickly standing up each of them giving 50 yuan in paper money to the girl, saying: "Our little girl can't carry things anymore, so don't buy He Dao you, but this money is for you to take home and buy medicine for your mother, may your mother recover quickly! "

The girl cried, her face turned red, maybe because she was confused not being able to say more words ... 

The little girl finally got off the train, but returned to the front of the train window and thanked the 4 seasonal workers behind the village.

"Big brother ... Big brother ..." as he melted his tears confused what he wanted to say !!! 

Then stop by the window of my train again ...

"Grandma ... Grandma, I put the clothes that grandmother gave me first, and I will use them when I get married later ..."

While sobbing ...

"Grandma, my name is SHAN GUO, Grandma ..., SHAN ... GUO ... "

For a moment this station was abandoned by the train.

In my heart still echoes a name ...

Shan Guo ...

My tears were secretly flowing without being dammed ... 

Grateful, a simple word but has tremendous meaning and impact. Being grateful makes life feel beautiful, makes what feels a little enough, changes what we have becomes more valuable, changing the problems we face becomes valuable wisdom.

Be grateful for difficult times, because that's when we grew up ...

Be thankful for limitations because it gives us an opportunity to develop ...

Be grateful for every new challenge because it will build our strength and character ...

Also be grateful for every mistake we make because that will teach valuable lessons ...

Because actually we are always grateful to be able to change negative things into positive ...

So if giving thanks is a lot of good, why do we forget the pleasure that will make life feel cramped and even feel lacking ... ???

Be thankful for our circumstances, because behind that there is certainly a lesson ...

It turns out that in this world there are still a group of people who are simple, full of empathy, and compassion ...