I'm lucky, we're lucky. We are born with bright eyes, and we can see the changes of the seasons, the flowers blooming and withering, the clouds rolling and relaxing, the aging, and many things that Helen Keller never had the chance to see again.
Her life was very resilient. She once had a bright window to see into the world, but God took away this magical power from her in a certain year and month. It seemed like a big joke, and it was so unexpected at the same time. Some things you always think are what they should be, but you don’t realize until the day you lose them that not everything and everything is what it should be. Once those things we once owned are taken back, we always want to turn back time to a time when we never had them. If we don’t have them, we won’t lose them.
She experienced a sense of loss from being to nothing, and a sense of gap from being healthy to being unsound. Every time she calls for light in the book, I can feel her helplessness in facing the cruel reality but her unwillingness to sink and her resilience to fight hard. A brave fighter, just like Haizi said: "The night gave me black eyes, but I used them to find light." The light here is the inner light, like the spring nourished from the heart, which will never wither. .
If you give her three days of light, if you give her three days of light, if you give her three days of light, this is always a virtual tense, with only room for imagination and no practical operability. Keller should be convinced of this.
It may only take a few hours from picking up this book to reading the whole book, but it has always made me think for a long time. You should learn to be grateful while you are alive, be grateful to yourself and others. When you live with a grateful heart, your life should be happy every day. Even if it is painful, it will be painful and happy.
In this wicker sprouting season, if we break a section of willow to see its toughness, we may be able to understand more vividly that life needs toughness, and life needs toughness. No matter whether we can witness the light of dawn tomorrow or whether the future will be unclear and uncertain, we should deal with it calmly and calmly.
Life never abandons everyone. It is often oneself who abandons life. Joy, sadness, and self-knowledge of warmth and coldness are always processes. In the end, we will turn into a handful of soil and nourish infinite splendor. of spring.