钱包的故事
［韩国］ 金霞恩 大连海事大学
“人有亡斧者，意其邻之子，视其行步，窃斧也；视其颜色，窃斧也；听其言语，窃斧也；动作态度，无为而不窃斧者也。俄而掘其沟而得其斧，他日，复见其邻之子，其行动、颜色、动作皆无似窃斧者也。”这是《列子》中的一则寓言，说的是“疑邻窃斧”的故事。而我就曾因主观臆断，犯下了一个类似的错误，至今想起来还觉得无地自容。
故事还要从三年前说起，那时我刚来大连，由于不太会使用支付宝、微信之类的手机支付，每天都带着我的红色钱包出门，那里面装着我的银行卡、学生证、生活费等，还有我的钥匙和两支口红，总之，里面有我的“全部家当”。我和我的钱包可以说是亲密无间、形影不离。
记得那是周末的一天，阳光很好，我跟几个韩国朋友出去玩了一整天，开开心心回到家，突然发现钱包不见了！我顿时蒙了，甚至觉得窗外的天空乌云密布。在韩国经常看到关于中国的负面消息，不少是偷窃、诈骗之类的犯罪报道，这时都接连在我脑海里闪现。是的，我的钱包一定是被偷了！一定是被中国人偷了！
我开始回忆今天的行程，试图用我从影视剧中学到的刑侦知识寻找到小偷的蛛丝马迹。可能是楼下超市卖水果的大妈！我今早在超市买东西时还把钱包拿出来过，那个大妈还主动过来问我在中国适不适应。看来超市大妈跟我热情搭讪就是为了寻找机会对我的钱包下手！这样说来，我今天除了在超市用了钱包，再没用过。那么还有一种可能，就是钱包落在出租车上了！今天坐出租车时，一个男生朋友坐在前排座位付了车费，我和另两个女生朋友坐在后排座位一路说笑，说不定钱包就是那个时候落在车上了。想到这里，我仿佛看到了出租车司机回头看到车后排座椅上有一个钱包时，两眼放光，好像捡到一个大便宜的神情。如果真的落在出租车上了，司机是不可能还给我了，我暗自思忖着。还有一种可能，是……
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正在我为我丢失的钱包编排着故事，思索谁最有可能是那个可恶的小偷的时候，我的手机响了，是朋友的电话：“霞恩啊，你去卫生间时，让我帮忙拿钱包，我就把你的钱包放到我的包里了，忘还给你了……”
霎时，我又惊喜又羞愧。惊喜的是钱包失而复得，羞愧的是我戴着有色眼镜看人，在没弄清楚是非之前，急于做出负面的判断。
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这就是我的钱包的故事，也是我永远不会忘记的一段经历。生活中，我们往往因为缺乏信任，对别人进行道德评判时，得出不公正、不符合事实的结论。实际上，今后的很长一段时间，超市大妈依旧对我嘘寒问暖，还经常在我买水果时，把秤抬得高高的，说我一个女孩子在国外不容易，多吃点儿水果，对身体好；出租车师傅知道我是留学生常常会教我几句大连话，唠唠家常，又热情又客气；还有外卖小哥、快递小哥，从来都是“送货上门”，还不忘提醒我一句“好好吃饭”“注意安全”。一句句热情的话语，一张张关心的面庞，让独自在中国留学的我倍感温暖。这是一个充满温情、充满人情的国度，在这里学习和生活，我感到安心又幸福！
The Wallet
［Republic of Korea］ Kim Haeun， Dalian Maritime University
“A man once lost his axe． He thought it was the son of his neighbor stole it． He saw whether form his steps， his facial color or his words， all seemed to prove that the son of his neighbor did it． But a few days later， when he shouldered his corn， he found his axe． And when he met the son of his neighbor another day， his actions and attitudes seemed to prove that he did not steal the axe．” This is a fable in the book ofLiezi about the “suspected neighbor stealing axe”． And I once made a similar mistake because of the subjective assumption， and I still feel ashamed．
It happened three years ago， when I just came to Dalian， because I didn’t know how to pay by Alipay， WeChat and other mobile Apps， I went out with my red wallet every day， it contains my bank card， student ID card， living expenses， and my keys and two lipsticks， in short， that is my “all my belongs”． My wallet and I are arguably intimate and inseparable．
I remembered that it was a weekend， the sun was very good， I went out with several Korean friends all day long， but when I returned home happily， I suddenly found that my wallet was missing！ I was suddenly confused， and even felt that the sky outside the window was overcast． In South Korea， I often heard negative news about China， theft， fraud and other crimes， which all flashed in my mind． Yes， my wallet must have been stolen！ And must have been stolen by a Chinese thief！
I began to recall my trip during the day， trying to find clues of thieves with the criminal investigation knowledge learned from films and TV series． Maybe the downstairs supermarket selling fruit aunt！ I took out my wallet when I was shopping in the supermarket on the morning， and the old woman came to ask me if I was used to it in China． It seemed that she chatted me enthusiastically only to look for an opportunity to steal my wallet！ In this way， I did not take out my wallet any more except in the supermarket． Then there was another possibility that the wallet fell on the taxi！ When I was in a taxi， a male friend sat in the front seat and paid the fare． The other two female friends and I sat in the back seats． Maybe the wallet fell on the car at that time． Thinking of this， I seemed to see the taxi driver looking back to see a wallet in the back seat， two eyes lit up， as if to pick up a big fortune． If I really left my wallet on the taxi， the driver could not return it to me， and I thought to myself． There was also a possibility that the wallet…
As I fabricated the story for my lost wallet， pondering who is most likely to be the thief， my mobile phone rang， it is my friend’s phone： “Haeun， when you went to the bathroom， you let me help keep the wallet， I put your wallet in my bag and forget to return it to you…”
At that moment I was pleasantly surprised and ashamed． I was happy that the wallet was back， and I also felt regret I saw people with tinted glasses and hastily make negative judgments before the truth is out．
That is the story of my lost wallet and an experience I will never forget． In life， due to lack of trust， we often draw unjust and inconsistent conclusions of fact． In fact， for a long time， the supermarket aunt still care about me， and give me more when I buy fruit， and said to me that a girl is not easy， eat more fruit， it is good for health； the taxi master know I was an overseas student and often teach me a few words of Dalian dialect， chattering with me warmly and politely； and the delivery brother always “delivers to the door”， and does not forget to remind me of “eating well” or “paying attention to safety”． Their warm words and considerate faces always lifted my spirit， although I study alone in China． This is a country full of warmth and human feelings， to study and live here， I feel at ease and happy！
