What is detail? It is a little movement, an ordinary corner, be still a close greeting?
细节是什么？是一个微小的举动，一个不起眼的角落，还是一句贴心的问候？
I feel, it is!
我觉得，都是！
My person lies in the home, come up from the day alive, a phone rings, it is mom lets me take express delivery. I left a floor by elevator, took express to return, in elevator mouth and meet and discuss of a stranger, he had pressed elevator, I two eye are opposite, he asks me above all: "Are you to want to go up or go down? " I answer simply: "Go up. " if he did not answer me, just nod simply, remove footstep in the future subsequently, vacate elevator mouth I, I also understood his meaning, walk into elevator quickly, sentence " thank. Sentence " thank..
我人在家中躺，活从天上来，一个电话响起，是妈妈让我去拿一下快递。我乘电梯下了楼，拿了快递返回，在电梯口和一个陌生人碰头，他已经按了电梯，我俩四目相对，他首先问我：“你是要上去还是下去？”我简单答道：“上去。”他没回我的话，只是简单点了点头，随后把脚步往后一撤，把电梯口腾开给我，我也明白了他的意思，快速走进电梯，道了句“谢谢。”
Never seek a range, have never met before, but this stranger is used only short a few language and a respect that little movement won me, the heart that lets me bright.
从未谋面，素不相识，但这位陌生人只用短短几语和一个微小的举动就赢得了我的尊重，让我的心一片灿烂。
Writing case, a little thing, without how many person idea pays close attention to it, a few pens won't be remained inside fine number more, I allow in case there still are a few pens in the writing case that you speak you, what pen, whether do you answer to come up again? I never also had pondered over this problem in one's childhood, the disposition that carelessness does not have a heart to do not have lung again lets me always be done lose pencil, cannot find every time take one defray to use again, what why can the pencil that never has pondered over me take is endless, and it is good to can keep taper written appearance.
文具盒，一个小物件，没有多少人有心思去关注它，更不会细数里面剩下几支笔，倘若我让你说出你的文具盒里还有几支笔，什么笔，你又是否答得上来呢？我小时候也从未思考过这个问题，粗心大意又没心没肺的性格让我总是搞丢铅笔，每次找不到就再拿一支出来用，从未思考过我的铅笔为什么能取之不尽，而且都能保持尖细好写的模样。
Until one of these day, I and mom have this problem a little, think oneself have for a time " distinctive function " , can let pencil nib his to return writing case again in. Mom just laughs, stretch one's hand the head that touchs me, say: "Foolish the child, I am you ' distinctive function ' ah. I am you ' distinctive function ' ah..
直到某天，我和妈妈聊起这个问题，并一度认为自己有“特异功能”，能让铅笔把自己削尖了再回到文具盒里。妈妈只是笑了笑，伸手摸摸我的头，说：“傻孩子，我就是你的‘特异功能’啊。”
Already crossed old job, think back to every time case, in the heart still bright.
已过多年的事，每次回想起，心中仍一片灿烂。
"Hello " " good morning " " you are not bad " these are complimentary language. When falling down, if somebody can help up, ask, that also is greatest lucky.
“你好”“早上好”“你还好吧”这些都是问候语。倒地时，若是有人能扶一把，问一声，那也是莫大的幸运吧。
Very feel happy I am so lucky over- .
很庆幸我这么幸运过。
That moment is 912 years old, junior and flighty, all sorts of things are encountered in the life, what already knew very well a society self-consciously is dangerous, of popular feeling dark, total way a person who tries to get along with everyone is infrequent, already became aware the world is suspect, ceng Ji is spent world-weary.
那时候十一二岁，年少轻狂，生活中遇到各种事情，自觉已深知社会之险恶，人心之阴暗，总道好人罕见，已觉人间不可信，曾极度厌世。
But that day, classes are over when me when coming home, see crossing visits a father's elder brother head on. I do not know which muscle to build a fault, run rapidly unexpectedly, think take a sudden turn takes a door. But beforehand fast do not amount to, tortuous path place has a drain, my shoe is not prevented slippery, one urgent under was to fall eventually admire look out day. Oneself struggle a few times to rise not to come, still do not have there's still time to call out, that uncle trots unexpectedly come over, the shoulder that helping me up pulled me, the talk about again and again in the mouth wears: "You wear the boy what is urgent... go well, fasten urgent, threw Jiao much worse... " the dark clouds in the heart is abreaction, I cover babyish theory to be broken into pieces with one's own hands by oneself then, sunshine is full of once more in my heart, who says good person is not common, show everywhere beside my path.
可那天，当我放学回家时，看见路口迎面走来一位大爷。我不知哪条筋搭错了，竟飞快跑起来，想急转弯进家门。可预速则不达，弯道处有个水沟，我鞋子并不防滑，一急之下终是摔了个仰面朝天。自己挣扎几番起不来，还没来得及叫唤，那位大爷竟小跑过来，扶着我的肩膀把我拉了起来，口中念叨着：“小伙子你着什么急嘛……好好走，别急，摔了跤多不好……”心中阴云消散，我那套幼稚的理论被自己亲手打碎，我心中再度充满阳光，谁说好人不常见，我道身边处处现。
Is detail in where? In hand needle, pointing to seam, between character, be in language is unoccupied place. Detail is accomplished not hard, OK however and warm other is very long very long.
细节在何处？在手尖，在指缝，在言间，在语隙。细节并不难做到，却可以温暖他人很久很久。