
After losing my job, with the help of my father, I rented a front room and opened a flower shop to make up for the growing poverty of my family.
Due to the terrain, coupled with no particularly eye-catching signs, my flower shop business is very bleak, in order to attract business, I determined to move some flowers from the store, so that the door was dressed in flowers, from a distance, became a beautiful landscape.
A day later, when I opened the door, I suddenly found that the POTS of flowers placed in front of my door were gone, and I looked carefully, but it was placed in the door of my neighbor on the right, and business was not good, which is not an obvious bully? I was so angry that I had to go out and argue with others.
My father stopped me, he said, don't quarrel with others, they also have difficulties, I have a good way.
My father asked me to bring a few more POTS of flowers from the shop, put them in front of the neighbor's door, and then move the flowers from my own door to the neighbor's door.
I was surprised to look at my father, I do not know what medicine he sold in the gourd, originally people need flowers, this is good, you have increased to give others, this is not equal to push yourself to the kang?
Although I was a hundred one willing, but the father's practice has its own truth, I asked him, but he mysteriously did not speak.
The next morning, the flowers here at the same time in the competition, the prospect is very spectacular, people have come to ask, to the door of the two hotels, only to know that the flower shop in the middle position, so, my business began to get better, not a few days later, the original location of the facade room is not enough to put, so my father ordered me to send flowers in the morning filled with their own door.
At the same time, my flower business also led to the business of two restaurants, their owners came out to shake hands with my father, saying that we had inadvertently helped them, my father happily said to them, should thank you, it is you who allowed me to put flowers in your door, it is you for me to do advertising.
I still don't understand, my father said to me earnestly, your original place is enough? Oh, not enough, but we can also use our seat at the door?
There is a premise to use your own door, which needs to be crowded and in short supply, and these, if they do not bring us advertising effect, will there be such a good effect?
In the evening, my father told me a story:
There is a young man, go to a repair shop when the repairman, that day took a job, repair a bicycle, need to replace the tire, several apprentices scrambling to finish the busy, then sat aside to play poker, he does not love to play, looking at some rust of the bicycle, he took the oil to the transmission parts of the bicycle refueling, finished, and the outer ring to polish.
Colleagues thought he was pedantic, said he was nosy, and they didn't let you repair other parts, not to please.
However, a few days later, the owner of the car hired the young man to work in his company, and had a good salary.
After my father finished the story, I suddenly realized that there was such a plot in Maugham's novel: Sandy Barrett, an old man who planted flowers, was preparing to answer his son's question of "how to be a man", but found that his son had trampled over a pot of roses at his feet, and the old man said: You trampled on the rose, but the rose left a fragrance on the bottom of your feet! The son seemed to understand the blush, the old man waved and said: Go, open a flower for others!
Originally, let their own life for others to open a flower, for others a brilliant heart, add a ray of warmth, add a reason to survive, a little more upward climbing courage, is to improve their quality of life;
Open a flower for others at the same time, but also brilliant their own life.


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