'If you had a million yuan, what would you do?' Cozy asked at the beginning of the class. The classroom exploded with voices. 'I would buy a sports car!' Jack shouted. 'I would travel around the world!' another student cried. Cozy smiled and raised his hand for silence. 'Interesting,' he said. 'Now, let me ask a harder question: if you had had a million yuan last year, what would you have done differently? Think before you answer.' The room became quiet.
Lily was the first to speak. 'If I had had a million yuan last year, I would have given half of it to the hospital where my grandmother stayed,' she said. 'The doctors there saved her life, but some families could not pay for the treatment. I wish I could have helped them.' Her voice was calm, but the class was deeply moved. Nobody had expected such an answer. Cozy nodded slowly. 'Thank you, Lily. You have shown us what money is really for.'
Then Cozy told them a story. 'A businessman once said: If I had known that money could not buy my son's health, I would have spent more time with him when he was young. Had he known this earlier, he would have changed his life completely. But he only understood it when it was too late.' The students listened in silence. 'So,' Cozy continued, 'wealth is not wrong. The problem begins when we let money decide who we are.'
The discussion turned to real life. 'I wish I had a million yuan,' Jack sighed. 'But I have only a hundred. Does that mean I can do nothing?' 'Of course not,' Han Mei answered. 'If you have a hundred yuan, you can buy a coat for a child in the mountains. If you have one hour, you can teach a classmate. The size of the help is not decided by the size of the money, but by the size of the heart.' The class applauded, and even Jack had to smile.
After class, Li Lei wrote a question in his journal: 'If everyone in the world gave a little, what would the world look like?' He imagined clean rivers, warm homes and smiling faces, and he felt hopeful. 'Maybe I will never have a million yuan,' he wrote at the end. 'But I have two hands, one heart and many tomorrows. That is wealth enough to change something.' He closed his notebook and smiled, ready for a future that money could not measure.