The Girl Who Stepped on the Bread

You have heard before that there was a woman who walked on bread to avoid dirtying her shoes; Afterwards, she suffered a lot. This matter has been written down and printed out.

She is a poor child, but very proud and thinks she is great. As the saying goes, her nature is not good. When she was a child, the thing she was most happy to do was catch flies; She pulled off their wings and turned them into reptiles. She also likes to catch turtles and beetles, string them one by one on needles, and then place a green leaf or a piece of paper next to their feet. These poor creatures are holding onto the paper tightly, flipping it back and forth, struggling to get rid of the needle.

The Golden Turtle is reading! "Said Little Yingge. Look, it's flipping through this piece of paper

The older she grows, the more mischievous she becomes. But she is very bright; This is precisely her misfortune. Otherwise, she might not be restrained as she is now.

Your stubbornness needs something powerful to break it! "Her mother said. You often stepped on my apron when you were young; I'm afraid one day you will step on my heart

This is exactly what she did.

Now she has come to the countryside and works as a servant in a wealthy family. The master treated her like his own child and dressed her up like his own child. Her appearance is pleasing to the eye, but as a result, she becomes even more unrestrained.

After working for almost a year, the hostess said to her, "Inge, you should go see your parents

She really went, but she did it to show herself and show them how elegant she was now. When she arrived at the village, she saw many young farmers and women standing there chatting; Her own mother was also at their center, resting on a stone with a bundle of firewood she had picked up in the wood in front of her. Inger turned around and left at this moment, because she felt very ashamed; A beautifully dressed woman like her has such a shabby mother, and she has to go to the woods to pick up firewood! She turned her head and walked away, not feeling melancholy, she just felt a little annoyed.

Another six months have passed. Inge, you should go home and see your elderly parents! "Said the hostess. I'll give you a long loaf of bread, you can give it to them. They must be happy to see you

Ingrid put on her best clothes and new shoes. She lifted her collar and walked cautiously, in order to prevent her feet from getting dirty. Of course, this cannot be blamed on her. However, she arrived at a swamp with a long way to go through mud and puddles. So she threw the bread into the mud and stepped on it to avoid getting her feet wet. However, when one of her feet was on the bread and the other was leaning up to move forward, the bread sank down with her, and the deeper it sank, until she sank to the point where she had no roof. Now there is only one black puddle brewing.

This is the story. Where did Inger go? She went to the swamp woman who was boiling wine. The Swamp Woman is the aunt of many little fairies - these fairies are quite famous, and there have been many songs written about them, as well as many pictures drawn about them. However, all people know about this Swamp Woman is this: in the summer, whenever steam rises from the grass, it is because she is boiling wine. Inger fell into her distillery precisely; No one can tolerate it here for long. Compared to the Marsh Woman's distillery, a mud pit is considered a beautiful room. Each barrel of wine has a strange odor that can make people faint. These wine barrels are tightly packed along the way. If there is any leisure time between them that can make people go away, you cannot pass through because there are many toads and snakes here, tangled together. Inger has precisely fallen into the center of these things. This pile of terrifying crawling creatures is extremely cold, making her limbs tremble. Indeed, she slowly froze stiff. She tightly stepped on the bread, and the bread pulled her down, like a tiger's button holding onto a straw.

The swamp woman is at home. On this day, the devil and his grandmother came to visit the distillery. My grandmother is a wicked woman; She will never be idle. When she comes out to visit others, she always has work on hand; She came here the same way. She is sewing "wandering leather" onto men's shoes, causing them to wander aimlessly and never settle down anywhere. She made up some big stories and collected all the false things people said along the way. Everything she did was to harm humanity. Indeed, this old grandmother knows how to sew, weave, and collect!

As soon as she saw Inge, she put on her double layered glasses and looked at the girl carefully, saying, 'This is a very capable girl's son!'. I request that you give me this little thing as a keepsake for my visit. It could become a great stone statue standing in my grandson's front room

Ingrid was given to her like this. That's how Inger walked into hell. People don't just fall in there directly. As long as you have that tendency, you will always go straight into there.

That is an endless anterior chamber. If you look forward, your head will become dizzy; If you look back, your head will feel even more dizzy. A bunch of pale and skinny people are waiting for the door of charity to open for them - they have to wait for a long time! Significant. Obese, stumbling spiders weave webs on their feet that are as old as a thousand years ago. These nets tormented them like ankle shackles, binding them like copper chains. Everyone has an uneasy emotion in their heart - a painful and uneasy mood. There is a miser here who forgot to bring the key to the safe. He knows the key is stuck in the lock and hasn't been taken off. It does take a lot of time to describe the various painful emotions that people experience here. As a stone statue standing there, Ingrid couldn't help but feel this pain, because she was tightly welded to this bread.

If a person is afraid of dirtying their feet, they will get this result, "she said to herself. Look how everyone is staring at me tightly! "Yes, everyone is indeed looking at her; Their evil thoughts gleamed in their eyes. They were talking, but there was no sound on their lips. They looked really scary.

Looking at me must be very excited! "Thought Ingrid." Indeed, I have a beautiful face and neat clothes. "So she turned her eyes away; Her neck is too hard to turn around. Hi, her clothes got so dirty in the swamp woman's distillery, she never expected it. Her clothes were all covered in mud; There is a snake coiled in her hair and hanging on her back. There is a toad in every crease of her clothes, looking out like a panting lion dog. This is really ugly. But everything else here is also terrifying! "She comforted herself.

The worst thing is that she felt extremely hungry. Can she bend down and take a piece of the bread she's stepping on to eat? No, her back is stiff, her whole body looks like a stone statue. She could only try to tilt her eyes to one side of her head so that she could see ahead of her; This is extremely ugly. Flies flew over and crawled around her eyebrows. She blinked her eyes, but the fly didn't fly away because it couldn't move; Its wings were pulled off and it turned into a reptile. This is a kind of pain; Hunger is another kind of pain. Yes, in the end she felt her internal organs eating her, and her interior was completely empty, terrifyingly empty.

If it continues like this, then I won't be able to support it anymore! "She said.

But she has to support it. This is how things are, and it will always be like this.

At this moment, a hot tear fell onto her head, flowing down her face and chest, all the way to the bread she was stepping on. Another tear also flowed down. Then many, many pills flowed down, who is crying for Inger? Doesn't she have a mother in this world? The sorrowful tears shed by a mother for her children will always flow to her own children; But tears do not alleviate grief, they ignite and amplify it. Plus the unbearable hunger, and at the same time, unable to touch the bread that her feet were stepping on! In the end, she felt that everything in her body had eaten her up. She was like a thin and empty reed, able to receive all the voices because she could clearly hear all the words spoken about her by the people in the world above, who spoke harshly and maliciously. Her mother did cry pitifully and sadly for her. But she still said, 'Pride is the root of your downfall. Inge, this is your misfortune. How melancholy you make your mother feel!'

Her mother and everyone on the ground knew her guilt, they all knew that she had once stepped on a loaf of bread and sunk down, disappearing. This was spoken by a shepherd boy on the hillside.

Inger, how melancholy you make your mother feel! "Said the mother. Yes, I had already thought of it

I only wish I hadn't been born into this world! "Thought Inger. So things will be much better. But what's the use of Mom crying now

So she heard the master who once spoke to her like loving parents say, "She is a guilty child!" They said, "She does not cherish God's gifts, she steps on them, she does not easily enter the door of forgiveness

If only they had punished me earlier, "thought Inger. Drive out those sexual thoughts from my mind - if I have them

She heard people compose a complete song for her: 'An arrogant girl who is afraid of dirtying her shoes.' This song is sung by people all over the country.

How many people do I have to listen to sing for this matter! How much pain do I have to endure for this matter! "Thought Inger. Others should also be punished for their own sins. Yes, there are many people who should be punished. Ah, how painful I am

Her heart became more rigid than her body.

Here, along the way with these things, one cannot improve alone! And I don't want to improve either! Look, how they are staring at me

Now her heart feels anger and hatred towards everyone.

Now they finally have some gossip to talk about! Ah, how painful I am

So she heard people telling her story to the children, and those little ones called her Ingle, who didn't believe in God - 'How much she can be multiplied!' They said, 'How bad she is, she should be punished severely!'

Even the children harshly criticized her.

But one day, as sadness and hunger were gnawing at her hollow body, when she heard her name and story told to an innocent child, she found that the little girl was shedding tears for the proud and vain story of Ingrid.

Can't she ever come back to this ground again? "The little girl asked. The answer is, "She can never come back

But what if she asks for forgiveness and promises never to be like that again

But she won't ask for forgiveness, "she replied.

If she could, how happy I would be, "the little girl said. She is very melancholic. As long as she can return to the ground, I am willing to give up all my toys. Poor Ingrid - this is really scary

These words penetrated into Ingrid's heart and seemed to have a good effect on her. This is the first time someone has said the words' Poor Ingrid! 'without emphasizing her guilt at all. Now there is a naive child crying and praying for her. This gives her a fresh feeling! She also wants to cry herself, but she can't cry - it's a kind of pain in itself.

The years on the ground have passed year by year, but the world below has not changed at all. She no longer heard the people above talking about her. People don't talk much about her. Finally, one day she heard a sigh: 'Ingrid! Ingrid! How sad you make me! I had already thought of it!' This was the sigh of her dying mother.

She could occasionally hear her former master mention her name. The words spoken by the hostess are the most docile. She said, "Inge, can't I see you again? People don't know where you've gone

However, Inger knew very well that the hostess of Meiyi could never come to her place.

Time has slowly passed - a long and painful time.

Inger heard someone mention her name again and saw two bright stars shining on her head. These are two gentle eyes closed on the ground. It has been many years since that little girl cried sadly, 'Poor Ingrid'. The little girl has now become an old lady and is about to be called back by God. At the moment of her death, when everything in her life would appear before her eyes, the old woman remembered that when she was a little girl, she had heard about Ingrid's experience and cried for her. At that time, that scene would appear in the last minute of this old lady. She shouted almost loudly, "Oh God, I don't know if I, like Ingrid, often unintentionally stepped on the gifts you gave me. I don't know if my heart is also filled with arrogant thoughts, but in your mercy, you didn't let me fall. You lifted me up! Please don't leave me in my final moment

The old woman's eyes closed, but her soul's eyes were open to everything hidden. Inger vividly appeared in her final thoughts, and now she saw her, seeing how deep she had sunk. This sight made the devout woman shed tears. She stood in heaven like a child, shedding tears for poor Ingrid. Her tears and prayers sounded like an echo in the dark sky around this suffering, imprisoned, and hopeless woman. This unexpected love from above conquered her, because an angel was shedding tears for her! Why would something like this be given to her? The soul in this suffering seems to recall everything she did on the ground; She cried so hard that her whole body twitched, and Ingrid had never cried like this before. She feels very sad about herself. She felt that the door of forgiveness would never open for her. When she realized this in regret, she immediately shot towards the abyss underground with a flicker of anger. Its power is stronger than the sunlight that melts the snowmen made by children in the garden, and it melts into water droplets faster than the snowflakes falling on children's hot lips. So the rigid Inger turned into a burst of smoke; So a little bird flew into the world at lightning speed. However, this bird felt very shy about everything around it. It felt ashamed of itself and feared encountering any creatures. It flew into a black hole on a collapsed wall to hide. It huddled inside, trembling all over and unable to make any sound because it had no sound. It had to hide there for a long time before it could quietly see and distinguish the bright scenery around it. Indeed, the surroundings are very beautiful: the air is fresh and gentle; The moon shines so brightly; Trees and shrubs regain their fragrance. The place where it resides is so comfortable; Its feathers are so pure. Ah, all things in heaven and earth express beauty and love! This bird wants to sing out all the excited thoughts in its heart, but it doesn't have the power. It really wishes it could sing a song like the cuckoo and nightingale in spring. Our God, he can hear the silent hymns of worms, as well as the trembling hymns of praise in the hearts of birds, just as he can hear the hymns in David's heart that have not yet formed lyrics.

These silent songs have been fluctuating in the hearts of birds for several weeks. As long as good behavior starts, these songs are about to fly out, and now there should also be a good behavior.

Finally, the holy Christmas has arrived. A farmer erected a pole next to an ancient well and tied some wheat ears on it, so that the birds in the sky could also celebrate an exciting Christmas and have a leisurely meal on this holiday of our savior.

On Christmas morning, the sun rises and shines on the wheat ears. All the singing birds flew around the pole. At this moment, the sound of "chirping" also came back from the hole in the wall. The turbulent thoughts have now turned into songs. The soft chirping has now become a complete hymn of sorrow. To make a good behavior - this idea has already become active. This bird flew out of its hiding place. Everyone in heaven knows what kind of bird it is.

This is a severe winter. The pool is filled with ice. Plants in the wild and birds in the sky both feel distressed due to a lack of food. This little bird flew onto the highway; It found some wheat grains in the tracks of the sled and some breadcrumbs at the stop. Among the things it found, it only ate a small portion on its own, but used most of them to invite many other hungry birds to share. It flew to the city and searched everywhere. When it saw many charitable hands scattering some breadcrumbs for the birds on the windowsill, it only ate a little and gave the rest to other birds.

Throughout this winter, the breadcrumbs collected and given to other birds by this bird are already comparable to the bread that Inge stepped on for fear of dirtying her shoes. When it finds the final breadcrumb and presents it, its gray wings turn white and stretch out.

Please look at that petrel, it's crossing the sea, "the children said when they saw the white bird. It sometimes flies low towards the sea, and sometimes rises towards the bright sunlight. It retracted the flash. No one knows where it has flown to; Some people say it flew directly towards the sun.