The Leaf's Confession to the Root

"Don't ask where I'm going; I am your green leaf, my roots are in your soil—this is the leaf's sentiment to the root." In the morning breeze, the leaf repeatedly sings this heartfelt song. It is her confession to Mother Root.When the spring wind first brushes the earth, spring rain falls gently. Mother Root, who has been asleep through the winter, awakens. She quickly absorbs the golden, precious spring water, blends in various nutrients, and sends the nourishment continuously up every branch.

The Girl on the Rooftop

This happened to a junior from our department.One day, the junior went to visit Chinese Culture University with her high school friends. As they passed by a certain building, one of her friends said, "Someone jumps from this building every year!"Previously, a strange incident had occurred. A group of five or six female students had been having a barbecue on the rooftop of this building. When they ran out of barbecue sauce, one girl volunteered, "I'll go buy some!" The others offered to go with her, but she replied, "No need! I'll be right back!"

One a.m.

I don't like being a doctor. Although saving lives is sacred, although many lives can be saved by a doctor's hands, we must face death. Death is too cruel—I hate it! In the end, though, I gave in to my parents' expectations. Over the past twenty years, I've gradually become accustomed to such compromises. I walked into that medical school.

The Most Incompetent Blackmailer

This also happened right where we are. My high school classmate told me the story.A restaurant opened near her home, originally run by a husband-and-wife team. Business was decent, but they got too busy to manage on their own, so they hired a female server from Northeast China, who had come to work here while her husband stayed home farming.

Let me tell you two stories.

The first one was told by my mother.When they were kids, children often quarreled. One day, Xiao Lan and Xiao Qiang got into an argument over something trivial. Xiao Qiang said: "I'm definitely stronger than you!" Xiao Lan immediately shot back: "You're strong, you're strong! May your 'strong' (wall) collapse and crush you to death!"

Don't Walk Alone at Night

When I was a child, the elders used to tell me there were many kinds of ghosts in the world—wronged spirits, vengeful ghosts, wandering phantoms, and restless souls. Among them, the vengeful ghost was said to be the most dangerous. Such ghosts were rare, but if you ever encountered one, great misfortune would befall you. As a child, I didn’t believe these stories—until something happened that completely changed my mind.

A Terrifying Christmas Night

This incident happened on last year's Christmas Eve... Police officers go on patrol every day, you all know that, right? Two officers were scheduled for a patrol at two in the morning. But since the next day was Christmas Eve, there were hardly any people at the station. The incident occurred three hours after those two officers left.

Becoming a millionaire is actually quite simple.

American tycoon J.R. Simplot initially struggled to make ends meet by raising pigs. Later, when World War II broke out, he happened to learn that front-line combat units had a huge demand for dehydrated vegetables. Without hesitation, he took out a loan and purchased the two largest vegetable dehydration factories in the United States at the time, dedicating himself to supplying dehydrated potatoes to front-line troops.

The Soul-Stealing Granny Yang

Granny Yang's Restaurant is a famous mutton soup house in town. Every winter, it's always packed with customers, both new and regular, coming and going without end. If you ask why the restaurant's business is so booming, everyone knows the reason: it's because of the mastermind behind the scenes—Granny Yang. Not only does she personally raise large, plump goats, but her cooking skills are also peerless. The mutton soup she simmers is so fragrant it seems to drift for miles, the meat is delicious, and the prices are fair. No wonder the business thrives!