The view from the outskirts of Moscow

In the spring of 1847, in a farm outside Moscow, a rebel assassin prepared to infiltrate the imperial palace of Tsarist Russia to assassinate the king, but his judgment was wrong, so he had to flee to the farm here, in the farm, he was desperate to do the last resistance, after the Russian army surrounded the farm, This guy, Sini Sharaf, grabbed a little girl sleeping on a farm, and he was going to take her hostage and use her as leverage to get out.

The Russian army surrounded him, forming a circular circle, around the center of the circle, in addition to Nissharaf and the little girl, there is the little girl's mother, her name is Yelniva, at the beginning, her nerves are highly nervous, but she in a very short time to figure out the identity of the other side, she is determined to shake up, which makes the Russian general present greatly confused, He repeatedly warned the mother to stay away from the killer, because he did not want a mother to make an unnecessary sacrifice, and according to normal logic, the general was ready to let the little girl die in the country, and his goal was only to catch this powerful guy so that he could answer to the Tsar.

The mother stopped him, without leaving a polite tone, as if she were his boss, she told the general: General Aikas, please understand the mood of a mother, this is my child, I do not want her to make any useful sacrifice, let me make an effort, OK?

General Aikas was evidently impatient, for she hated the participation of women in state affairs, but the situation was so difficult that he had to consider the proper conditions of a citizen, and he nodded in agreement with her and ordered the ambushmen to do their job of protecting her.

Nissharaf had already lost his cool, his arrogance could set the whole Moscow on fire, just at this time, a mother's eyes approached him, he had thought that the mother should be scared to death, begging him for mercy, or replacing his daughter with his own body, but what he saw was a kind of perseverance, brave eyes, A murderous lightning that tried to fight him.

He laughed, you, do not move forward, originally I did not have much kill, but from your eyes I found the power to ignite my kill, I was looking for an excuse to kill the little girl.

Yelniva sneered, you should understand, I am a mother, I want to save my daughter, but I will not kneel on the ground to you for mercy, I just in a legitimate tone of voice command you to let go of my daughter, this is my right, and you are just an innocent executioner, you have to believe in the power of a mother, in the face of difficulties, I can make any choice, Including taking the gun out of your hand with your bare hands. Can you believe that?

Erniva's eyes were full of murder, which made the killer tremble, he thought in his heart, bad, may have met a peer today, her eyes told themselves that she was obviously a killer.

No, mother smiled, I am just a teacher, I like to educate my students, look at your age is more than twenty years old, I think I can use you as my student for you to do the last education lesson.

If you kill this little girl, first a mother who doesn't want you, which is me, I will tear you to pieces, and then this country, they will come out and kill you rebels, and you will destroy the people of this country, even if you act fast for a moment; In addition, if you escape, you still die, because the king has promised to appease the rebels, and your turning back will make your leader angry, but also let you die without burial, because his brain is not enough to consider the situation, in any case, you are a scapegoat, but the teacher advised you to have a compassionate heart and a forgiving heart, Like me, I will forgive you all your wrongs, and I will promise to hide your body until it is delivered to your relatives.

So be it, killer, look into my eyes and decide your next move, look into the eyes of a mother, the eyes of a teacher, the eyes of a citizen.

Nissharaf's mood began to fluctuate, his chest was heaving, the gun in his hand kept shaking and spitting rough, she did not dare to look up at the terrible eyes, after a long time, people heard a gunshot, the fall is not the little girl, but the Nissharaf shot himself.

An ordinary mother, with her own three-inch tongue and unflinching gaze, saves not only her daughter, but the whole country, because the next morning, the rebels choose to surrender to the Tsar.

Yerniva did not go to accept the king's reward, she just hid Nisharav's body carefully and waited for his relatives to come and claim it.

The eyes, although they cannot hear the sound or detect the intensity, are a kind of life code passed on by the mind and self-understanding, she has taught, has been teaching, no matter the other person is a piece of jade or a piece of wood, because there is a great compassion and great fortitude hidden in the eyes, and it has generated an irresistible force.

The most hateful weapon in the world is called a bullet, and the most compassionate weapon in the world is called the eye.