錢包的故事
〔南韓〕 金霞恩 大連海事大學
“人有亡斧者，意其鄰之子，視其行步，竊斧也；視其顏色，竊斧也；聽其言語，竊斧也；動作態度，無為而不竊斧者也。俄而掘其溝而得其斧，他日，復見其鄰之子，其行動、顏色、動作皆無似竊斧者也。”這是《列子》中的一則寓言，説的是“疑鄰竊斧”的故事。而我就曾因主觀臆斷，犯下了一個類似的錯誤，至今想起來還覺得無地自容。
故事還要從三年前説起，那時我剛來大連，由於不太會使用支付寶、微信之類的手機支付，每天都帶著我的紅色錢包出門，那裏面裝著我的銀行卡、學生證、生活費等，還有我的鑰匙和兩支口紅，總之，裏面有我的“全部家當”。我和我的錢包可以説是親密無間、形影不離。
記得那是週末的一天，陽光很好，我跟幾個南韓朋友出去玩了一整天，開開心心回到家，突然發現錢包不見了！我頓時蒙了，甚至覺得窗外的天空烏雲密布。在南韓經常看到關於中國的負面消息，不少是偷竊、詐騙之類的犯罪報道，這時都接連在我腦海裏閃現。是的，我的錢包一定是被偷了！一定是被中國人偷了！
我開始回憶今天的行程，試圖用我從影視劇中學到的刑偵知識尋找到小偷的蛛絲馬跡。可能是樓下超市賣水果的大媽！我今早在超市買東西時還把錢包拿出來過，那個大媽還主動過來問我在中國適不適應。看來超市大媽跟我熱情搭訕就是為了尋找機會對我的錢包下手！這樣説來，我今天除了在超市用了錢包，再沒用過。那麼還有一種可能，就是錢包落在計程車上了！今天坐計程車時，一個男生朋友坐在前排座位付了車費，我和另兩個女生朋友坐在後排座位一路説笑，説不定錢包就是那個時候落在車上了。想到這裡，我仿佛看到了計程車司機回頭看到車後排座椅上有一個錢包時，兩眼放光，好像撿到一個大便宜的神情。如果真的落在計程車上了，司機是不可能還給我了，我暗自思忖著。還有一種可能，是……
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正在我為我丟失的錢包編排著故事，思索誰最有可能是那個可惡的小偷的時候，我的手機響了，是朋友的電話：“霞恩啊，你去衛生間時，讓我幫忙拿錢包，我就把你的錢包放到我的包裏了，忘還給你了……”
霎時，我又驚喜又羞愧。驚喜的是錢包失而復得，羞愧的是我戴著有色眼鏡看人，在沒弄清楚是非之前，急於做出負面的判斷。
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這就是我的錢包的故事，也是我永遠不會忘記的一段經歷。生活中，我們往往因為缺乏信任，對別人進行道德評判時，得出不公正、不符合事實的結論。實際上，今後的很長一段時間，超市大媽依舊對我噓寒問暖，還經常在我買水果時，把秤抬得高高的，説我一個女孩子在國外不容易，多吃點兒水果，對身體好；計程車師傅知道我是留學生常常會教我幾句大連話，嘮嘮家常，又熱情又客氣；還有外賣小哥、快遞小哥，從來都是“送貨到府”，還不忘提醒我一句“好好吃飯”“注意安全”。一句句熱情的話語，一張張關心的面龐，讓獨自在中國留學的我倍感溫暖。這是一個充滿溫情、充滿人情的國度，在這裡學習和生活，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！
