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寻找金钱,却找到了情义

《给阿嬷的情书》一开始,孙子小伟来到泰国,只有一个目的:

找钱。

他以为,只要找到富有的阿公,人生就会改变。

可是,到最后,他找到的不是金钱。

而是情义

他发现,一个人真正拥有的财富,不是银行里的数字,而是留在人们心中的爱、信任与感恩。

金钱可以买到东西,却买不到信任。

金钱可以买到交易,却买不到忠诚。

金钱可以买到关系,却买不到情义。

情义,却能创造金钱。

因为有情有义的人,别人愿意相信你。

愿意帮助你。愿意与你合作。愿意一辈子支持你。

信任,最终会带来机会;

机会,最终会创造财富。

这正是《爱的智慧》(LQ)所说的道理。

关爱(Care),让人感受到你的真心。

勇气(Courage),让人尊敬你的品格。

连接(Connection),让人愿意与你同行。

当关爱、勇气和连接结合在一起,就会产生信任。

而信任,就是财富的开始。

所以,我常说:

情义,就是金钱。

爱的智慧,就是财富。

小伟去寻找金钱,最后却找到了情义。

而当他找到情义的时候,他也找到了人生真正的财富。
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