【ラジオ】子どもの読み聞かせ：素晴らしいお米

Hello, everyone. How are you doing? This is Minfee Radio. In this broadcast, I will read out a recitation of the Shurentai Kenda of the Falun Gong practitioners. Today is June 10, 2023. It is the content of a children's book published on Minfee.net called Wonderful Rice. Now, please listen. A children's book, Wonderful Rice. The story told by Doudou. Part 2. Doudou is a child. After dinner, my mother went to the kitchen to clean up the tableware. My job was to wipe the table. When I was just about to wipe the table, I heard a cry of a grain of rice on the table. Is it possible for rice to cry? The cry was very loud and very strange. Why are you crying? I said to her. The grain of rice said, You're asking me that? It's because you dropped me off from the bowl on the table. What should I do? I came to your house after a lot of trouble. You left me here. What am I crying about? When I eat rice every day, I drop it on the table a little bit, but the other rice doesn't cry. I answered. The grain of rice was getting sadder and sadder. Are you dropping rice every day? How can you do that? When we were still growing up as small grains in the rice field, the mother of the sun told us. You have to work hard to grow up and make delicious rice. At that time, we didn't know what rice was, but we were excited to hear it. I didn't even know that? If you cook rice in a rice cooker, you can do it. I said. I know it well. Every day, my mother washed the rice, put it in the rice cooker, added water, pressed the button, and saw the white and fragrant rice being cooked in no time. The rice looked at me sadly and said, I was dreaming that many of my friends would be great meals, but I was eaten by a sparrow. And the insects came to eat us, too. When I saw the mother of the rice next to me, the tree was quickly eaten by a grasshopper, and all the children of her rice fell into the paddy field and were eaten by fish and frogs. I said, Wow, that's terrible. I didn't know that. The rice said, I'm really lucky. I was saved from these disasters, and I grew up in fine rice in golden clothes. The mother of the sun also said to me, It's going to be a great meal. She blessed me. But before that, I didn't understand where the rice was great. The mother of the sun said, Look over there. People are working and starving. When I stretched out my body, I saw the rice-hunting people with a bowl of rice eating with a big mouth. While eating, they said, The rice cooked in this rice cooker is very delicious. The mother of the sun told me, People will starve if they don't eat rice. When they eat rice, they get stronger for the first time. Children grow by eating rice. They can't live without rice. When you get into people's stomachs, people can survive. Don't you think that's great? People love you all. We all heard that and were happy and proud. We shouted, We will be good rice. I was happy to hear that, too. Wow, you guys are really amazing. The rice said, I almost couldn't get to your house. I asked in a hurry, Why? The rice was very lucky. Some rice grains spilled on the floor before entering the rice-hunting machine. My sisters got into the rice-hunting machine, but some of our rice grains fell on the floor, stepped on it, stuck to the back of our shoes, and went somewhere. I was really worried. I asked in a hurry, What happened after that? The rice smiled and said, Fortunately, my grandfather picked me up and rubbed me with his palm. Oh, this grain is very fresh. I can't waste it. I didn't understand the meaning of the word, but I remembered that the mother of the sun said, People love us. I thought his warm palm must be love. I was able to come to your house as a grain of rice because of my grandfather's love. I was worried that she might have stuck to the bottom of her shoes, but I was glad she could come to my house. She seemed to know what I was thinking in my mind, and it wasn't good at all. I tried my best to be a great grain of rice, but in the end I became the most unfortunate grain of rice in the world. I was able to enter someone else's bowl, but I was just put on the table. I don't want to be garbage. I started crying again. Oh, now I know what a big mistake I made. And even worse, I do the same thing every day. When my mother is washing the dishes, she always says that there is a lot of rice on my plate, and that I am wasting rice. That's what I hate to hear the most. Oh, now I know that this is not just a word that I don't want to hear, but that I'm doing something terrible. I carefully picked up the rice and said, Don't cry, don't cry. I'll make you a great meal right away. I said that and ate the rice. I heard that the rice was smiling happily in my stomach. Yay! Sisters, I'm here too. I've become a great grain of rice, just like everyone else. How was it, everyone? If you'd like to read more, please visit our website at jp.minghui.org. That's all for today. See you next time.