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那晚，佳芬跟媽媽吵架之後，什麼都沒帶，就隻身往外跑。
可是，走了一段路，佳芬發現，她身上竟然一毛都沒帶，連打電話銅板也沒有！
她走著走著肚子餓了，看到前面有個麵攤，香噴噴的，好想吃！可是，她沒錢！過一陣子後，麵攤老闆看到佳芬還站在那邊，久久沒離去，就問：「小姐，請問妳是不是要吃麵？」「可是．．．可是我忘了帶錢．．」佳芬不好意思地回答。
麵攤老闆熱心地說：「沒關係，我可以請妳吃ㄚ！」「來，我下碗餛飩麵給妳吃！」不久，老闆端來麵和一些小菜。
佳芬吃了幾口，竟然掉下眼淚來。
「小姐，妳怎麼哭？」老闆問。
「沒有哭，我只是很感激！」佳芬擦著淚水，對老闆說道：「你是陌生人，我們又不認識，　只不過在路上看到我，就對我這麼好，願意煮麵給我吃！可是..我自己的媽媽，我跟她吵架，她竟然把我趕出來，還叫我不要再回去！」「你是陌生人都能對我這麼好，而我自己的媽媽，竟然對我這麼絕情！」
老闆聽了，委婉地說道：「小姐啊，妳這麼會這樣想呢！妳想想看，我只不過煮一碗麵給妳吃，妳就這麼感激我，妳媽媽煮了十多年的麵和飯給妳吃，妳怎麼不會感激她呢？妳怎麼還要跟她吵架?」
佳芬一聽，整個人楞住了！是啊！
陌生人的一碗麵，我都那麼感激，而我媽一個人辛苦地養我，也煮了二十多年的麵和飯給我吃，我怎麼沒有感激她呢？
而且，只為了小小的事，就和媽媽大吵一架。
匆匆吃完麵後，佳芬鼓起勇氣，往家的方向走，她好想真心地對媽說:「媽，對不起，我錯了！」
當佳芬走到家巷口時，看到疲憊、著急的母親，已經在四處地張望 ...........
看到佳芬時，媽媽就先開口說：「阿芬ㄚ，趕快回家吧！我飯都已經煮好，　妳再不趕快回來吃，菜都涼了！」
此時，佳芬的眼淚，又不爭氣地掉了下來！。
有時候，我們會對別人給予小惠「感激不盡」，卻對親人，父母的一輩子恩情「視而不見」！
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(禪修与輔導 糸列）

Lessons on Life

There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.

The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in

summer, and the youngest son in the fall.

When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.

The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.

The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise.

The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.

The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.

The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.

He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.

If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.

Moral:

Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season.



Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or

later.