The reason why I want to discuss this topic with you is because I read an article about Wang Daan, a famous entrepreneur in Hangzhou. Wang Daan began to enter the business world at the age of thirteen, and finally achieved great success after many setbacks. When Wang Da 'an 13 years old, he used his leisure time to grow onions and water bamboo, took his harvest to town to sell, and bought old books from his classmates as firecrackers to sell to his father. The "earned" money made Jin Kui dominate himself, and he tasted the taste of "rich man" at an early age. The queen came and said, "At that time, I had inexhaustible pocket money around me. On the third day of that year, only four of the school's more than 500 people wore dacron, and I was the only one who earned money to buy it. I am particularly proud. " The young king, who hardly lived a day, spoiled and lost his temper on a sunny day. However, his unique work and business experience has become the "original capital" for him to make a career and achieve a great career in the business world in the future. When Wang Daan was 20 years old, a trademark called adhesive was very popular, and almost all the goods were labeled with this trademark. Wenzhou people with a keen sense of business opportunities have taken a fancy to this humble but lucrative commodity. Many people in Pingyang Cangnan are making self-adhesive trademarks. Some are engaged in design and printing, and some are selling abroad. Wang Daan's cousin specializes in selling self-adhesive trademarks and has traveled all over the country. Wang begged his cousin to take him with him, but his cousin was frank and immediately accepted the apprentice. The first time I went out, Wang and his cousin went to a meat joint factory in Bengbu, Anhui. After thinking, he decided to set up his own factory, but first he needed funds. At that time, all Wang Da 'an's savings were only more than 2,000 yuan, which was not enough to buy equipment and raw materials, so he borrowed 3,000 yuan from a friend. In this way, he opened his own factory-Wenzhou Pingyang Shuitou Brilliant Craft Factory. But there are only three employees: Wang, director, operator and salesman; A wife who is in charge of finance and has to work; The other is Wang's cousin. At that time, such family workshops were quite common in Wenzhou. Interestingly, Wang Da 'an's first business also has a story of how much money was refunded to the other party. It was 1986, and the secretary of the Youth League Committee of tengxian, Zaozhuang, Shandong Province ordered a desk calendar worth 365 yuan from Wang. Due to the negligence of the other party, it was paid once more when placing the order, and once more after the arrival of the goods, which is equivalent to two payments for a business. At that time, Wang Da 'an's finance was subordinate to Pingyang Shuitou Light Industry Products Distribution Department. The head of the distribution department asked Wang what to do. Without thinking, Wang said, "Of course, go back! Otherwise someone will lose money. "
Wang's story is too long for me to introduce one by one. In his opinion, his success is due to his three magic weapons: honesty, friends and luck, but in my opinion, there is only one reason, that is, honesty, which he uses as the criterion of life. In the past, many businessmen were seduced by the interests of Rainbow Daan, but they didn't put up with it as he did. They lost their indispensable integrity in doing business, and the result is self-evident. As far as I know, people who are dishonest will be abandoned not only in business circles, but also in officials, doctors, schools, regions and even countries. People can't stand on their feet without trust in society, regions can't be rich and strong without trust, and countries can't exist without trust.
In my opinion, honesty is the key to a person's fate, to the prosperity of a region and to the survival of a country.
One cannot be dishonest. People can die, as long as they die bravely and are respected when they are alive. But how can we get respect? Honesty! As long as people have integrity, they will be respected wherever they go. Let's call it a day. Goodbye.
Where does the story begin? A long time ago, there was a person, and that was me.
I live in a cave on an island, and winter after winter is so hard. My companion and I must find enough food, water and firewood. Every night, there will be a person standing by the fire. If the fire goes out, the hungry cries of wild animals will reach us.
Finally, one year, the drought came, and even if there was no water, we couldn't find any food. Seeing that the food stored in the cave is decreasing day by day, the elders are indifferent.
Three meals a day are reduced to one meal, and we lie face to face. We clearly know that we can't stand it for long. Every time two people send out a search team, most of them leave and never come back. I came back with only disappointing news. More and more women, old people and children are dying, and fear illuminates everyone's heart like a fire at night. The beast outside the cave has long been extinct, but the beast in my heart doesn't go, making a low and gloomy sound, constantly reminding me of its existence. & lt/P & lt； p & gt
That day, it was my turn to go out of the cave with another companion to search. We don't know how far we have gone. Sweat drips bit by bit, walking on the cracked earth, and our legs are shaking. I kept talking, the food was almost finished and the water was gone. My companion told me with his eyes open that going back is also waiting for death. I won't even feel a little ashamed of his courage. I'm very hungry.
"I found it, water, ha ha, and you see, what is this fruit? Can you eat? " The companion cried in surprise. A strange plant appeared before our eyes. They have no flowers, no leaves, only fruits, which we have never seen before. We kept chewing and sitting on the ground, tears rolling down our already dry eyes. My companion wiped her mouth and said, I'm going back to tell everyone. I chewed and thought, and called everyone over. The fruit in front of me didn't last more than ten days, but I didn't say much.
On the way back to the cave, I hesitated all the time, and my companion walked quickly in front of me. I took out the prepared stone and the beast in my heart jumped out. The stone in my hand hit him hard on the back of the head and he fell.
I understand why so many people who go out to search don't go back. Fear of hunger makes me afraid to make any optimistic plans, such as whether the fruit I found is enough to support me through this winter.
I cut off the meat from my companion piece by piece, stuffed it into my mouth without looking, and my tears came down again. I can't think about everything. I told myself that even if I die, I will die behind everyone.
The following spring, I returned to the cave. Everyone is dead, and their faces are covered with bugs, which makes me sick. I lit a torch and burned everything in the cave.
Year after year, 5000 years passed quickly. There were tribes, markets, towns, famines and wars. As for me, I am smart enough to spend the years I have. This depicts the faces of suffering and makes everyone feel the power of honesty. I have repeatedly told you that health, beauty, alertness, talent, money and honor are not enough. Only honesty and integrity can make us live as well as me.
This time, it was an unprecedented flood. At first, the plain was hungry and full of sadness. Soon, the mountain became an island. The flood has been chasing my heels, and I feel scared again, but there is no one around. I saw people who believed in me one after another, shouting my name before reaching the top.
I am desperate, the flood overflows my legs, my waist, and the beast in my heart can't find its prey. I close my eyes. I woke up and found myself lying on the deck of a small bed with two people carrying my limbs. A face with high eyes and deep nose appeared in front of me. He lowered his head and told me that his name was Noah. He introduced himself as an angel of God. God is not satisfied with his previous ideas. He wants to recover all the land and rebuild a world. The boat he is driving can only carry seven people, and these seven people represent the seven hopes of the seven continents in the future-health, beauty, honesty, alertness, talent, money and honor.
"At present, I have found six people. Now there is a problem. If you answer wrong, the flood is your destination, and I will sail again to find that person. " Noah said.
What is your status in health, beauty, honesty, alertness, talent, money and honor?
I smiled and said-honest.
Now, everyone knows why the world is full of lies. As long as you live and want to live, you must always lie and tell everyone around you. This is honesty.
Honesty is better than gold.
As we all know, gold is a shiny and useful thing. But is the most beautiful gold? No, the most beautiful thing is honesty.
Keeping one's word and keeping one's promise are the virtues handed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. Credit is an invisible force, an invisible wealth and an invisible bond connecting friendship. An honest man, no matter how many shortcomings he has, will feel refreshed when he comes into contact with him. Such a person is sure to find happiness and achieve something in his career. This is because people who treat others with sincerity will treat others with sincerity.
Take Soong Ching Ling for example! One Sunday, after breakfast, Soong Ching Ling's family was going to visit a friend of his father, Song Yaoru. Hearing this, Xiao Qingling jumped three feet for joy. She likes to go to that uncle's house best. It's beautiful that my uncle keeps pigeons at home. That uncle also said that he would give her one! Xiao Qingling was about to go out with her father when she suddenly thought of teaching her good friend Xiaozhen how to make a flower basket, so she stopped. Xiao Qingling told her father about it. Both her father and her sister asked Qingling to teach Xiaozhen to make a flower basket tomorrow, but Qingling said that she would teach her everything today. Father was very happy and told other children to learn from Qingling. My father went to a friend's house and told him about it. My uncle was very happy. He also asked his father to bring back two pigeons as a reward for Xiao Qingling.
Soong Ching Ling's story tells us a truth: promise one thing, and a thousand dollars will never change; A word spoken is past recalling. Not only Soong Ching Ling, but Kong Shengdong is also a man of his word.
1986, the Zhejiang Provincial Committee of the Communist Youth League issued a proposal to the members of the province, contributing to the fundamental improvement of social atmosphere. When he was young, Kong Shengdong wanted to do something for the masses with his bicycle repair skills. So, he took action at once, and every Saturday night at 7 o'clock 10, he hung up "* * * Youth League volunteers to repair bicycles" in front of his house. He never charges a penny for repairing cars. The owner was in a hurry, and the car was difficult to repair at the moment, so he lent it to others.
In this way, 1995 Spring Festival, Kong Shengdong's father was seriously ill, and he only stayed with his father for two days, because the third day was Saturday. The day after his father died happened to be Saturday. Although there were many things, he made up for it consciously for one night.
18 years, no matter what, he has never rested!
Yes, honesty is like soil, an acre of land for the soul, which provides nutrition for countless seedlings and makes them blossom beautiful flowers. Honesty is like water, the water of life where everything grows, nourishing the young trees to spread their branches and make progress every day. Honesty is the foundation of people, people and the country.
Students, carry the "backpack" of honesty! Overcome the storm with integrity and create a better life with integrity!
Rain, rain. Raindrops the size of beans poured down. My eyes are white.
I stood at the school gate in a hurry. It's a long way from the station and there are many lessons to review, but I don't have an umbrella. Just when I didn't know what to do, a burst of footsteps caught my attention. Looking up, a little boy of about ten years old, holding an umbrella, looked at me with two clever eyes: "Sister, you didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" I nodded my head. He immediately asked enthusiastically, "Is your home far away? I have an umbrella. Shall I give it to you? " While I was hesitating, he put an umbrella over my head and looked at me sincerely with his dark and bright eyes, so I took a step.
The boy was very young, so I took an umbrella. They walked slowly to the station. The boy looked very excited all the way and told me in a high-profile tone that he was in the fifth grade of primary school and that the school would evaluate "three good students" at the end of the term. His grades are in the top three, which is very promising. I watched him smile all the way and seemed to be infected by his happiness. "Really a sincere and kind boy." I think.
In his pleasant words, we arrived at the station. I took out a tissue to help him wipe his wet face. As if he didn't care at all, he excitedly took out his notebook from his pocket and gave me a pen: "Sister, I helped you once. Should you help me once?" Can you write down your name? "I took the book strangely and opened it. There are four or five names written on it. I don't understand: "Why do you want to write my name?" He shook his head and said innocently, "Our teacher said that he did ten good things, and it was proved that he would be elected as a' three-good student' at the end of the term." I was suddenly startled. Facing his earnest hope, but still sincere eyes, I feel fooled. I asked him, "What good things have you done before? ""Give someone an umbrella. I came out on purpose when I saw the rain today. I think someone must have no umbrella. "After he finished writing, he impatiently urged me to sign it and said," There is still time to send another one! " "I just signed it, and I can't tell you what it feels like.
I looked at his gradually blurred back, and an impulse made me rush into the rain to call him back. I began to change the name I just signed from "Chen Xing" to "Honesty". I hope he can understand, and I hope his teachers and parents can understand how important honesty is to each of us!
The rain is still not small, I really hope it can wash away the excess dust and return our brilliant world!