"I want to be a volunteer, go to the mountains..." This is the fire burning in my heart when I watched the first episode of "Metamorphosis".
Building mountains and building roads is for the sake of children. Most of the people who came to build the road were left-behind elderly people and frail women who came voluntarily. Such intensity is not something they can bear, but this road is the only way from the mountains to the school. They have no choice when facing the mountains and their children.
"They have no choice in front of the mountains." For the sake of the children, the old people truly performed the Foolish Old Man to Move the Mountains. This is not only a way to go to school, but also the only way out of the mountains. Children especially cherish this time in school.
I remember once going to a relative’s house. It is only ten kilometers away from the local town. It was already winter. The sun was bright, and the air there was like clothes frozen on bamboo poles. We have climbed several mountains and have to walk on mountain roads. Passing by a primary school, there was only one bungalow and a table tennis table made of wooden boards. It was covered with insect eyes and placed in a corner of the playground. In our eyes it is just an old wooden board, but in the local elementary school it is a kingdom of entertainment for children. The basketball sitting on it was unrecognizable from its original appearance.
The teacher knocked the iron basin with his hand and get out of class was over. Two kids rush to the table. The cotton-padded jackets are of the same color, one looks like chopped pickles, the other looks like bean paste, and there are dark oil stains on the collar, chest, and cuffs. They laughed while playing table tennis, and their smiles could melt the ice in winter. If they weren't isolated by the mountains, who knows, they wouldn't be the next world champions. A little girl was wearing a red cotton-padded jacket. The warm color was brighter and dazzling in the face of the bleak winter and the desolate mountains. Her face that should have been rosy turned dark red, which was really heartbreaking. The color of the fabric at the knees has also faded. Wearing dirty clothes, they are like lotus flowers growing in the mud.
Before I left, I went to the store and bought a box of table tennis balls for the two children. Even though they are in the mountains, their dreams cannot be trapped in the mountains.
If one day their ideals are dampened by wind and rain, are we willing to help them? If one day they are unable to move forward, are we willing to give them a warm hug? They are also the future of the country and carry the hope and love of their families. We hold hands together so that they no longer hesitate.
Spreading knowledge to every corner is not only my own strength, but also every warm heart and every pair of warm hands. Hearts and hearts are connected, hands are held, and dreams are overlapping. This is The power of a country. Let your dreams fly over the mountains and mountains, and no longer let the mountains block the direction of your dreams from taking off. May my volunteer dream fly far away on the powerful wings of the Chinese dream.
Let more children go out of the mountains, no longer afraid, no longer hesitant!
Instructor’s comment: Sincere words, beautiful dreams! Spreading knowledge to every corner is not only the power of me alone, but every warm heart, every pair of warm hands, connected hearts, holding hands, and overlapping dreams, this is the power of a country. The young author's dream empowers people, and the young author's vision moves people.