A single spark can start a prairie fire

A drop of love can gather into a sea

There is a kind of promise

called——

Hold your hand and walk together...

I tried hard to hold back the tears, but finally couldn't. Facing the camera, I burst into tears.

It has been two months, every time I see you, I dare not face you; every time I mention you, I shed tears. I always feel like there is a stone pressing on my heart, blocking my chest.

I have always wanted to do something for you, even if it is just a drop in the bucket. Because - giving charcoal in times of need, even if it is just a piece of charcoal, warms people's hearts.

In the past four years, I have accompanied you all the way, and those clear memories are about every bit of your growth. Watching you grow up day by day, the teacher feels indescribable joy in his heart, but more importantly, he is deeply touched.

In the past four years, you have performed well and outstandingly. You have participated in calligraphy competitions since the first grade, and your composition was submitted for submission in the third grade. On Children's Day this year, the cross talk performed by you and your classmates made everyone laugh.

In labor class, you were equally active. When you go to the playground to weed weeds, your mastery of using the hoe makes the teacher feel ashamed. If you keep your head down and work silently, you won't know what it means to be lazy.

The teacher sadly asked you to take a rest, but you refused to stop. When asked if you are tired, you raise your head and smile honestly, "I'm not tired!" After saying that, you wipe your sweat and go to help others.

Donate to children who are seriously ill. You are one of the students who donates the most in the class.

But, does anyone know what the situation is like in your family?

I still remember when I was in first grade, some classmates in the class said that your family was in trouble because your mother was in poor health. Get ill. You must be strong to cry so sadly.

The teacher told the students: "It is not shameful to have family difficulties, and it is not a shameful thing to have a mother who is sick. Such a family will encourage us to study hard; such a mother needs our care even more."< /p>

You stand up and say with tears in your eyes: "Teacher, I was wrong. I used to talk back to my mother a lot, but I won’t do that again in the future."

Who knows, something unexpected will happen. Wind and cloud.

Your mother had just gotten better, but your father was in a car accident again. After a narrow escape from death, when the hospital issued two critical illness notices in one night, it was a miracle to be able to save your father from the brink of death.

The medical expenses of 330,000 yuan is an astronomical figure for an ordinary family. And to save the leg, it would cost another 200,000 yuan.

I can imagine that your father decided to undergo amputation after a fierce ideological struggle.

My child, you are just an eleven-year-old child, how much do you have to bear?!

A few days ago, you told me with tears that you dream every day, I dreamed that your father was well, and said that his wish for Children’s Day was to go to the hospital to see him.

Son, you see, your dad is slowly getting better now. On the afternoon of Children's Day, the uncles and aunts of the "Minsheng Broadcasting" column team also helped you realize your wish.

There are so many kind-hearted teachers, classmates, fellow villagers, uncles and aunts who care about you and help you, and everything will be fine.

Also, I want to tell you a little secret. On the afternoon when you went to the hospital to see your father, our classmates secretly agreed: No matter what happens, we will never leave you alone. Because we are a family, a family that loves each other.

Child, come, hold your hand, let’s walk together...

Postscript

As this child’s teacher, I just do The most ordinary things that an ordinary teacher should do.

However, what I didn’t expect was that during the most painful days of his mother’s life, I would be her deep support. She said that when she was on the verge of despair, it was my love that gave her the motivation to live. The moment I heard her talk, my heart trembled.

Love is priceless. What you extend may be just a straw; but for those in need, it is enough to save a life.