One afternoon last year, I walked with one of my friends along the road in my home—town. He was not a clever student but studied harder than all of us when we were at school. We were all encouraged by him at that time. And now, he is an excellent worker in his company. That day l came to visit him and wanted to ask him for help because I had some trouble with my work.
At first, we talked about the past happy life in the school while eating. Then I talked with my friend as we were walking. When we came to a wide bridge, we met a blind man who went to the same direction as ours. Because he needed to find the way with the stick in his hand, he walked very slowly. Since I was in trouble, I didn't pay much attention to him. I talked about my five job—hopping experiences within two years and complained the trouble I was still going through. My friend just listened to me, nodded and smiled, and he kept mute all along the way.
After a while, when I looked forward, I found that the blind man walked farther than we did. I couldn't believe it. I asked, "How did the blind man walk farther than we did?" My friend said, "Because he put his whole heart into walking. He was trying his best to walk and that's the only thing he did. "
That was for sure. He just kept walking, but I was always talking and complaining while walking.
