
2013年(nian)冬(dong)天(tian)與(yu)兒(er)子(zi)在(zai)巴(ba)黎(li)小(xiao)住(zhu),有(you)天(tian)晚(wan)上(shang)在(zai)酒(jiu)店(dian)門(men)口(kou)遇(yu)見(jian)一(yi)家(jia)三(san)口(kou)在(zai)乞(qi)討(tao),他(ta)們(men)是(shi)來(lai)自(zi)敘(xu)利(li)亞(ya)的(de)難(nan)民(min),衣(yi)服(fu)肮(ang)髒(zang)不(bu)堪(kan)。頭(tou)發(fa)還(hai)有(you)塵(chen)土(tu),鞋(xie)子(zi)全(quan)是(shi)水(shui)。我(wo)感(gan)覺(jiao)他(ta)們(men)又(you)累(lei)又(you)疲(pi)憊(bei)。我(wo)馬(ma)上(shang)給(gei)了(le)50歐(ou)元(yuan)讓(rang)他(ta)們(men)趕(gan)緊(jin)吃(chi)飯(fan),晚(wan)上(shang)我(wo)們(men)回(hui)酒(jiu)店(dian)時(shi),他(ta)們(men)還(hai)在(zai)那(na)兒(er),他(ta)們(men)一(yi)家(jia)三(san)口(kou)遠(yuan)遠(yuan)地(di)向(xiang)我(wo)們(men)行(xing)注(zhu)目(mu)禮(li),他(ta)們(men)三(san)人(ren)把(ba)手(shou)放(fang)在(zai)胸(xiong)口(kou),向(xiang)我(wo)們(men)致(zhi)敬(jing)。他(ta)們(men)一(yi)家(jia)即(ji)使(shi)身(shen)處(chu)人(ren)生(sheng)至(zhi)暗(an)時(shi)刻(ke),我(wo)覺(jiao)得(de)他(ta)們(men)無(wu)比(bi)高(gao)貴(gui),他(ta)們(men)的(de)眼(yan)中(zhong)滿(man)含(han)感(gan)激(ji)之(zhi)情(qing)。也(ye)許(xu)他(ta)們(men)過(guo)去(qu)也(ye)有(you)很(hen)好(hao)的(de)職(zhi)業(ye),也(ye)許(xu)他(ta)們(men)也(ye)有(you)過(guo)幸(xing)福(fu)的(de)時(shi)光(guang)。戰(zhan)爭(zheng)讓(rang)他(ta)們(men)跌(die)入(ru)了(le)人(ren)生(sheng)的(de)低(di)穀(gu)。我(wo)相(xiang)信(xin)他(ta)們(men)未(wei)來(lai)會(hui)變(bian)好(hao)。一(yi)個(ge)人(ren)人(ren)格(ge)高(gao)貴(gui)內(nei)心(xin)高(gao)雅(ya)與(yu)否(fou)與(yu)金(jin)錢(qian)無(wu)關(guan),我(wo)也(ye)見(jian)過(guo)很(hen)多(duo)很(hen)多(duo)有(you)錢(qian)的(de)人(ren)粗(cu)俗(su)無(wu)理(li)甚(shen)至(zhi)連(lian)最(zui)基(ji)本(ben)的(de)禮(li)儀(yi)都(dou)不(bu)會(hui)。我(wo)去(qu)了(le)全(quan)世(shi)界(jie)48個國家,見過了無數萍水相逢的路人,我越發厭惡戰爭,它不應成為美西方撈錢殺人的手段。戰爭是全人類教育的失敗。
In winter of 2013, my son and I had a short stay in Paris. One night, we met a family of three begging for food at the gate of the hotel we stayed. They were refugees from Syria. Their clothes were dirty and worn-out. Dust were in their hair. And their shoes were full of water. I could see that they were tired and even exhausted, so I gave them 50 euros for a meal right away. Later when we went back to the hotel, they were there again. The family greeted us with eyes from a distance, placing their hands on their chest and showing respects for us. Although the family hit the lowest point of their lives, I can tell that they had a noble personality from the full gratitude in their eyes. They might have a decent job and live a happy life before. Though the war dragged them to the lowest point in their lives, I believe they would have a brighter future. Whether a person is noble with an internal honor has nothing to do with their wealth. I have met a lot of people who are rich but rude, even know nothing about basic etiquette. I have been to 48 countries in the world and have met countless people by chance. And I hate wars more and more. They shouldn’t be used as a tool for America or some other Western countries to dredge for money or kill people. Wars reflect the failure in education of the whole mankind.
