My humble opinion on caring for the deaf and dumb

Write on paper with a pen that they live in a silent world. They smiled and listened to this seemingly noisy but actually silent world. They can't speak, but often their actions and eyes show their love for life, care and blessing for their friends. I can't imagine whether I can accept living in their world, but I believe that their world is as wonderful as ours, even purer than ours. In their world, there is no flattery, duplicity, intrigue. Their lives are like falling into deep sadness and lamentation, and they tell more in silence than in Bai Juyi's poems. Not bad, huh? For the first time, I found that I still have such a good literary talent. Give me some points as a service charge.