Greatness does not require a vigorous career or huge strength. It only needs to leave a trace of feeling in the hearts of others.
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There are always so many kinds of love in the world, love so selfless, love so great, even if it costs one's precious life, he will not hesitate. If I had not come to participate in this charity event, I would never have realized the greatness of human nature and the power of dignity. How the willpower like that of Xiaoqiang is gathered in the inconspicuous poor people.
Usually, I don’t believe what I see and hear about funding for poor mountainous areas on TV, but now I really see those who need help from the society to sponsor. Poor man, standing right in front of me, looking at the wrinkled face of the fellow, the hunched back from working day and night, the pair of hands as thin as dry wood, and the adobe house, with drafts on all sides, in the winter, below zero The weather was a few degrees, just a quilt and a thin sheet, but there were no complaints, no misery, but there was a family who could not succumb to life and a heart full of hope. In such a dilapidated place, the host still strictly abides by the hospitality and is warm. They offered us peanuts as a treat, but we couldn't bear to refuse the fellow villager's kindness, so we had to accept it.
On the second day, the bus broke down, and we had to take a small car. A car could only carry seven people, but it contained charity supplies and sixteen people, like a stack of Arhats. And we have to go through several kilometers of mountain roads, which is really miserable, but everyone did not complain at all in order to show their love. Although everyone's stomachs were churning, they still persisted. Those children in impoverished mountainous areas are precious, but we are helpless The poverty alleviation team that has no regrets also possesses this even more valuable spirit.
Human beings are emotional animals, not as principled as snakes, nor as hot as tigers, but as tepid as sheep.
Those children were not only touched by us, they also touched us. It was our hearts that were touched a little bit, and the figures of those old people and children who retreated gradually grew taller. This winter, we sublimate our hearts.
Sunset is a kind of elegance, just like a graceful farewell, immortal and radiant. Although the sun is always the same, it is extremely bright, spreading into the distance, like dandelions, drifting, warming people's mood. Every scarred heart is repairing the black hole in the heart stitch by stitch.