Last night I was driving from Harrisburg to Lewisburg, a distance of about 80 miles. It was late, I was late, and I was driving 1.
At one point along an open highway, I came to a crossroads with a traffic light. I was 2 on the road by now, but as I came near the light, it turned 3, and I braked to a stop. I looked left, right, and behind me. Nothing. Not a car, no suggestion of headlights, 4 there I sat, waiting for the light to 5, the only human being, for at least a mile in any 6.
I started wondering why I 7 to run the light. I was not afraid of being caught, because there was 8 no policeman anywhere around and there certainly would have been no 9 in going through it.
Much later that 10, after I'd met with a group in Lewisburg and had climbed into bed near midnight, the question of why I'd stopped for that light 11 me. I think I stopped 12 it's part of a contract (契约) we all have with each other. It's not only the law, but it's an agreement we have, and we trust each other to follow 13: we don't go through red lights.
We do 14 we say we'll do. We show up when we say we'll show up.
I was so 15 of myself for stopping for that red light. And as no one would ever have known what a good person I was on the road from Harrisburg to Lewisburg, I had to tell someone.
