The center of the obsession of a foul each of

The days when Vietnam community share for each other images of service sweating of the beer from the crash of a truck driver. The comment the pressing, the shame and all those bitter curses for those who foul of.

I'm also guilty, also haunt because I am a person who is doing the officers in a business, are a fairly high salary, have also been tainted by the actions deserve condemnation.

What happened here also. When I was just a student and job are gone. That day, on a morning when I'm riding the front going on a crash, a few sheets of money leaving the bones fell on the road. A she sold vegetables has been a motorcycle ran into a bleeding, it seems that she is not going to be because of foot pain.

A sheet of copper 100,000 denominations are located right next to my wheels, fast as I cut up and tuck it into the Pocket immediately picked up. I see his eyes as her sister's are calling for sale of the vegetables his coins bay splashed all over the place. I've also seen a few people picked up for her money back.

But I do not. I did not do this as they. With 100,000 sheets of copper that can by all those on the make for myself if I would be getting. I get in the car and go straight.

But the price to pay for that action to me is too expensive. I really obsessed by her sister's call for the eye to sell vegetables. I did not sleep and often have nightmares. I want to find her to pay back, to say sorry. But maybe fate wanted me to pay the price should never be on the supply lines that I met her again.

One day, I also met the accident while working in a local away from Hanoi. When the car fell many people there had to AX me to the curb. There are people who run away to find anything that can wound for me, people will find the car to take me to the hospital. I also think the suitcase containing his money surely will lose.

But I was mistaken. And the mistake that made me leave. When from the back on the scene, selling the water near the road were excitedly asking I see there how do not. Uncle happy I was crash out. The special thing for Uncle brought the suitcases and said: your doctor found it lying on the road, no one picked up the pears stored on distilled doctor should help.

Actually I was very touched, maneuvering, the eyes of a man rattling off tears as a kid. I remember his embarrassing picture when "steal" her vegetable selling copper sheet of 100,000. I recall I had to flee.

The you! Not everyone fell foul of, well not everyone leaving and ignoring when other people in trouble. I was wrong and I will never be wrong. Life gave me an expensive lesson, a humanistic view of this life.

I know who the other's smell, as well as I do not think much and don't think his act is very shameful. You to share my story as a message sent to the community. Let us live more loving kindness more than as a very valuable tradition of the nation.

And before doing anything to put ourselves into the circumstances of the person that you are.=