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beats by dre
TAG标签: 感悟 故事 哲理 肯尼 抽奖
城里的男孩肯尼移居到了乡下,从一个农夫那里花100美元买了一头驴,
mercurial vapor,农民批准第二天把驴带来给他。第二天农夫来找肯尼,说:“对不起,
mercurial,小伙子,我有一个坏新闻要告知你,那头驴逝世了。”
肯尼回答:“好吧,你把钱还给我就行了!”
农民说:“不行,
dre beats!我不能把钱还给你,我已经把钱给花掉了。”
肯尼说:“OK,那么就把那头死驴给我吧!”
农民很纳闷:“你要那头死驴干嘛?”
肯尼说:“我能够用那头死驴作为幸运抽奖的奖品。”
农民叫了起来:“你不可能把一头死驴作为抽奖奖品,
nike mercurial,不人会要它的。”
肯尼答复:“别担忧,看我的。我不告诉任何人这头驴是死的就行了!”
多少个月后,农民碰到了肯尼。农民问他:“那头死驴后来怎么样了?”
肯尼说:“我举行了一次荣幸抽奖,并把那头驴作为奖品。我卖出了500张票,每张两美元,就这样我赚了 998美元!”
农民好奇地问:“岂非没有人对此表示不满?”
肯尼回答:“只有那个中奖的人表现不满,所以我把他买票的钱还给了他!”
很多年后,长大的肯尼成了坦然公司的总裁。
(义务编纂:sammy)
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会品味不到爱的甜美
It was a boy's face. He might have been sixteen, judging from the size--perhaps less, perhaps more. Such creatures are forgotten by time, and live untouched by years till death gathers them up into its compassionate bosom; the faithful death that never forgets in the press of work the most insignificant of its children.
"Ah! there's another," said the man, with a certain satisfaction in his tone, as if he had caught sight of something expected.
There was another. That one stood nearly in the middle of the road in the blaze of sunshine at the end of his own short shadow. And he stood with hands pushed into the opposite sleeves of his long coat, his head sunk between the shoulders, all hunched up in the flood of heat. From a distance he had the aspect of one suffering from intense cold.
"Those are twins," explained the driver.
The idiot shuffled two paces out of the way and looked at us over his shoulder when we brushed past him. The glance was unseeing and staring, a fascinated glance; but he did not turn to look after us. Probably the image passed before the eyes without leaving any trace on the misshapen brain of the creature. When we had topped the ascent I looked over the hood. He stood in the road just where we had left him.