According to Victor Hugo, nothing is more precious in this world than kindness. A lot of emphasis is put on kindness in the traditional Chinese culture. It is said that the law is the only power of the mass, and kindness is the only power of an individual.
I once read two short stories which played on my heart-strings. One was about millions of fish being washed ashore after a storm. A little boy relentlessly picked up the fish and put them back into the sea one by one.
An old man who happened to pass by said to him, "Give it up! You can never save all the fish on the beach."
The boy answered as he picked up the fish, "At least those that I picked up are saved." The old man was at a loss for words.
There was another story, which takes place in Brazil. A leopard which had been shot by a hunter, struggled for half an hour to get to its two cubs, to feed them before it breathed its last. Upon seeing this scene, tears rolled down the hunter's cheeks and he broke his rifle.
If the compassion of the boy in the first story is holy and pure, then the remorse of the conscience-stricken hunter in the second story is also worthy of praise.
Mark Twain, an American writer, said kindness is a language shared throughout the whole world. It allows a blind man to "see", and a deaf man to "hear".
Kind people make good company. They open up your mind and heart, and cleanse your soul. And they drive away coldness and gloominess with their warm-heartedness.
Most importantly, you do not have to guard yourself against them.
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