365天感恩

One evening at the end of the year, Sitting quietly on the bed, Looking at the sky a little bit. A year went by like that, Full of worries and concerns. Suddenly, Ming remembered the promise he made to himself at the beginning of the year. Be thankful for one little thing every day. He wrote this promise in a notebook, I am thankful for 365 days. On the first day, Ming wrote, Thank you for waking up this morning. See the light outside the window. In the next day, The book is getting thicker, It was filled with simple words of gratitude. Thank you for your mother's smile, Thank you for leaving work late. It was a hot meal for her. I thank my friend for failing at work, It is an encouragement. Ming was tired, too, Don't want to write anything. But in those times, He always finds something to be thankful for. Thank you for trying it healthy. Thank you for this metaphor. A happy day, Ming was hit by a car, Had to be hospitalized for more than a month. That book became his power. He was grateful for every breath, Thank you for the first step in every step, Thank you for your parents' worried eyes, I am thankful the nurses took care of me. Every line written by Ming is like a waist. Help him overcome his pain. On the last day of the year, Looking through the book, Ming realized, Happiness is not in the great things, And in the dribs and drabs that we often forget. He smiled and promised himself. Next year, I will continue to be grateful for 365 days. In the bright light of the great evolution, Ming felt deeply, Gratitude warmed his heart, Make life more intentional.