A story about a white lie

1,1One afternoon in the spring of 923, a middle-aged man was walking on a street in Berlin, looking tired. He suffered from severe tuberculosis and was dying.

A little girl was sitting on the ground, and her crying caught his attention. The little girl lost her beloved doll, which she bought with the pocket money she had saved for a year. The man touched his pocket, but he didn't even have a penny on him, so he had to coax her into saying that the doll was not lost, and he might have gone somewhere else to play. The little girl wouldn't listen and was still crying. The man frowned. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she said, "If the doll doesn't come back in a few days, she will write to you." "Write to me?" The little girl stopped crying and looked at him curiously. "yes." The man smiled and nodded. The little girl smiled.

A few days later, the little girl received a letter as expected. In the letter, the doll described to her in detail where she was playing and what beautiful scenery she had along the way. She saw it and thought it was amazing.

After that, every other week, the little girl will receive a letter, which opens a magical and dreamy world before her eyes.

However, two months later, the "doll" never wrote again, just like suddenly disappearing. The little girl can't get a letter from the doll, crying all day and can't eat.

One day, a middle-aged woman came to the little girl's house and took out a letter. The letter was written by a "doll"-familiar handwriting and naughty tone. The little girl was very surprised when she took the letter. This woman is a man's widow. She found this undelivered letter while sorting out her husband's belongings, so she found it according to the address on the envelope. The little girl's mother hugged her and said, "Son, do you know who wrote to you?" He is the famous writer Kafka! "The little girl didn't care about this. When she knew that she had been cheated and the doll would never come back, she cried sadly.

A few years later, the little girl grew up and saw the name Kafka from the textbook for the first time. With curiosity, a little excitement and confusion, she began to walk slowly into his writing world. It is so profound that she can't read it, but she has vaguely felt that it is a person who makes her respect.

By the time she was 20, the girl had read all Kafka's works. Later, she began to study and ponder him, and wrote many works about Kafka. She opened columns and published monographs in newspapers, and gave speeches and lobbies, which played an important role in promoting Kafka's works.

At the age of 40, she was interviewed by a newspaper as an associate professor at the university. When asked why she had a soft spot for Kafka's works, she told the story of that foreign doll more than 30 years ago that afternoon. She said, "Great thoughts produce great works. When I can slowly taste the great love and selflessness behind that kind of kind deception, I know that my life will never be separated from a person's name. It is not so much a letter as the best gift that a dying person can give to his children, and it is the last sunshine and warmth in this world. "

It was a cold night, and Mrs Lutz was about to close the door of her retail store. Suddenly, a young man barged in and paid 50 dollars for a hot dog and a glass of milk.

At the moment when she took the bill, Mrs. Lutz concluded that it was a counterfeit bill. She glanced at the young man. He hung his head and looked out. Mrs. Lutz asked calmly, "Can I exchange it?"

The young man began to get nervous and flustered, and his head hung low. He mumbled for a long time and said, "no, madam, I ... I really want a hot dog." I haven't eaten all day. " Mrs. Lutz thinks this is a child who has not completely lost his sense of shame. For such a child, perhaps the warmth of a piece of bread is far more powerful than a reprimand. Thought of here, Mrs Lutz no longer hesitate, immediately changed.

When the young man turned to leave, Mrs. Lutz suddenly let out a cry and staggered past with her hands over her chest. The young man was frightened and quickly stepped forward to help the old man. "Quick!" Mrs Lutz put 50 yuan's counterfeit money into the young man's hand. "Go to the opposite clinic to buy medicine and tell her that Mrs. Lutz is ill."

After the young man left, Mrs. Lutz quickly grabbed the phone and called the clinic, which was opened by her brother. Mrs. Lutz said on the phone, "If a young man comes to buy me medicine, just give him medicine for thirty or forty dollars. Moreover, he has a counterfeit bill of fifty yuan in his hand. " Putting down the phone, Mrs. Lutz prayed silently that if he is really a caring and responsible child, he will definitely come back. After a while, the phone call from the clinic came and told Mrs. Lutz that the young man had left with the medicine without using counterfeit money. Mrs. Lutz breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that she had not deceived herself.

That night, the young man stayed with "sick" Mrs. Lutz. After dawn, Mrs. Lutz thanked the young man for "saving" herself and tried her best to keep the young man who was leaving and let him look after the retail store for a few days.

A few years later, that small shop became a supermarket, and the supermarket had a sub-supermarket. The young man was a white man who made a fortune in American retail.

On that snowy night, Mrs. Lutz used a white lie to get White to accept her help without losing her self-esteem.

I hope it can be adopted.