When a terminally ill patient is sentenced to death by a doctor, his parents, lover, children and all relatives will not directly tell him, "Life is hopeless" and "How long can I live in this world at most". Although all this is true, who will tell the truth to their already miserable relatives as cruelly as a judge sentenced a prisoner to death? At this time, everyone will form a United front, keep silent about the truth, and use white lies to make patients full of hope for treatment and let patients spend the rest of their lives with peace of mind. Does this hinder honesty?
There is another story: two fathers took their children to climb mountains. The mountain is so high that they can't see the end at a glance. The first child asked his father what was beyond the mountain. The father said it was still a mountain, and the child asked, "Dad, have you been there?" Father said, "Not only we have been there, but also your grandfather's grandfather has never been there." The child looked tired and bowed his head. The second child asked his father the same question, and his father said, "If you think about it, there will be." The child excitedly said to his father, "I want to go to the other side of the mountain when I grow up!" " "Time flies and all the children have grown up. The first child farmed at home, and the second child became the chairman. Obviously, white lies are needed in life.
If confession is a mistake, I choose lies.
If telling the truth, being frank and being reckless is a kind of harm, I choose lies.
If it's for yourself or others to stop suffering and sadness, what's the harm of a little more lies?