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Theprose,writtenbyadoctor,istheexpressionofhisfeelingwhenheistakingcareofawomanwhoisdying.
Henarrateshisfeelingindetailandthewordsheusesareverybeautiful.Sotheproseisveryimpressive.
Asforthewomaninthetext,sheissogreat.Atthatnight,sheisgoingtodie(assheknows),soshesendsherfamilyhome.Generallyspeaking,everyonewillbeafraidofdeath.Whenthemomentisdrawingnear,weneedourfamilies’andfriends’accompany.However,thewomandoesn’twantherfamilytoundertakethepainwithher.Maybeshejustwantsthemtorememberthehappinessbetweenthem.
Atlast,Iwanttosay,Motherisgreatbecausesheisamother.
AVisitwiththeFolks
Wildrosesbloomingonfieldstonefences,fieldswhitewithdaisies,thatsoftlanguorousairturningthemountainspastelblueontowardtheWest.
Igetintothecaranddriveoutontothemainroad,glidingthroughfieldswhitewithdaisies,pastfencesperfumedwithroses,andamrathermorecontentwiththeworld.
Todaymanypeopleinvillagetendtomovetothetown,amuchmorecoloredplace.Inthetown,theycanfindabetterjobthaninthevillage,iftheyareabletocompletewithsomanyrivals.Also,theycanenjoythemselvesinmoreways.Theymayevenfeelproudtoliveintown.
However,sometimes,theywillsufferfromthepainthatpeopleintownisnotasgoodandpureasthepeopleinvillage.Theymayfeelsadandlonely.Andatthismoment,theywillgobacktothevillagetohaveabrake.Duringthedaysinvillage,theirlifewillbealittleboring,becausetherearenotmanyentertainments,butitisagoodplaceforthemtoreflect.Andthisisthepointtheauthormentioned.
AGirl’sNotes
Itwasawintryafternoon,thesnowswirlingaroundthecleartreesoutside,fordinglittleiciclestoformatthetipsofthegreenfoliageclingtothebranches.
Icouldn’thelpbutrememberthepreciouschildwhosesmilehasbroughtmecountlesshoursofjoythroughouttheyears.Thereareangelsamongus.Iknow.Ilivewithone.
Mypeopleliketostaywiththechildrenbecausetheyarepureandlovely.Intheprose,theauthorappreciatesherdaughterforherthoughtfulness.Everytime,theyfeelunhappyorupset,shewillnoticeandgiveencouragementtothem——acomfortingletter.
Whenwewereachild,wemayverypuretoo.Butaswegrowup,wemaybecomemoreandmoremature.Andwemaybetiredtodowhatwedidbefore,likesayinglovetoourparents,makinglittlepresentstothem,writingsomesweetwordstothem.However,thosearethethingsweshouldkeepondoing.
Papa
Thevoyageiswellrememberbyme,;
themilkygreennessofthewaves,thecurlofthefoam,thedarkmeetingofDecemberseaandsky,theglinting,sea-birdsandpassingships,madeeachanimprintonmyvisionwhichIyetretain-wornbutnotobliterated.
Ineverirritatedhim,neverfearedtodoso.HowIlikedtostrokehisdarkfacewithmyhands,tostandonhiskneesandcombhishair,torestmyheadagainsthisshoulderandfallasleep.
Howistherelationshipbetweenyouandyourfather?
Doyouthinkfatherisalittleseriousandyoudon’thavemanytopicswithhim?
Asfortheauthor,sheconsidersherfatherasherfriend.Sotheygetalongwellwitheachother.
Actually,manyofushaveagapwithourparents,especialourfather.Butthiscanbefixed!
Wecancreatemorechancestocommunicatewithourfather,andsharesomethingincommon.
Aslongaswetryhard,itcanchange!
FlingHeart
Onceshewrotethefollowinginhercomposition:
”Iamlucky.ThoughIlostmyarms,Istillhavemalegs;
Iamlucky.Thoughmywingsarebroken,myheartcanstillfly.”
Disasterscanstrikeataytime.Howyouhandlemisfortunewhenconfrontedwithit,isthetruetestofyourcharacter.Ifyouchooseonlytocomplainandescapefromtheordeal;
itwillalwaysfollowyouwhereveryougo.Butifyoudecidetobestrong,thehardshipwillturntoafortuneonwhichnewhopeswillarise.
Myfeeling
Whenwefailinthefinalexam,wewillfeelsadandsomeofusevencry.Whenwearehurt,wefeelpainandwewillbeunhappyorevenannoyed.Whenmeetwithbadthingsagainandagaininoneday,wewillthinkthegodisunfairandmakeussuffertoomuch.Actually,allthoseabovecanbecalleddisaster.Ofcourse,theyarelittledisasters!
Althoughtheyarejustlittledisasters,theycandisappointusandmakeusupset.
Thegirlinthearticlehaslostbothherhands,butshenevergiveup.Shestillhasherowndreamandshesparesnoeffortstofulfillit,becauseofherflyingheart.
GrowingandLove
Hisshouldersslumpedforwardsasifitweretheendoftheworld.
Thenithitmelikeatonofbricks,almosttakingmybreathaway.Iranintomyofficeandbeganthrowingbooksrightandleftnotothefloor,finallyreachingthatIwaslookingfor.Ibegantothumbthroughthepages,asfastasIcould.
Itisapassagewrittenabouttheorphans’love.Anorphantrieshisbesttolookforthekindperson,alsoanorphan;
whoevergavehimwarmthandcare.Andatlast,theysay,noonecanknowmoreabouttheneedoftheorphanthanorphan.
ASuddenBrick
Don’tgothroughlifesofastthatsomeonehastothrowabrickatyoutogetyourattention!
Godwhispersinoursoulandspeakstoourhearts.Sometimeswhenwedon’thavetimetolisten,hehastothrowabrickatus.It’sourchoice:
Listentothewhisperorwaitforthebrick!
Withthedevelopmentofthesociety,ourlifestandardishigherthanbeforeandourlifepacebecomesquickerandmoretense.Therefore,manyofuslostourselvesinthework.Whatwetalkandwhatwecareaboutisourwork.Maybewehavebecometheworkaholicsorwearebecomingtheworkaholics.Anyeveryonehastheirownfamilies,relativesandfriends.Itisthemwhoweshouldcareabout.Weshouldnotignorethemandforgetthem.Ifwedon’tcherishthetimeandthehappymomentwecanspendtogethernow,wewillbegreatlyregretwhenwelostthechance.Sodonotbetheonetoregret.
PearlNecklace
Thecheerfulgirlwithbouncygoldencurlswasalmostfive.Waitingwithhermotheratthecheckoutstand,shesawthem:
acircleofglisteningwhilepearlsinapinkfoilbox.
Quicklythemothercheckedthebackofthelittlegirl’supturnedface.
Jennydidn’tsayanythingbutliftedherlittlehanduptoherdaddy.
Thegirlinthetextfinallybuysapearlnecklacethroughherownefforts,suchassharesmorechoresandhelpherneighborswiththeirchorestogetsomemoney.Shelovesthepearlnecklaceverymuch.Onenight,hisfatherplaysajokethatifsheloveshim,givehimthenecklace.Thegirltellsherfathersheindeedloveshimandshecangivehimantherthinginsteadofthenecklace.Butafewdayslater,shedoes!
Shelovesthenecklacebutshelovesherfathermore!
Sheisalittlegirl,butsheknowswhatismoreimportant,especiallyparents’love!
That’strue!
Nomatterhowyoungweareorhowoldweare,wewillstillrememberourparents’caringforus.Andwewillbetiedforever!
SongsforLife
Ilookatthatverseandrealize,too,thatwithoutrainwemightneverexperiencethehealinggrowththatisinevitablegleaned.Whatatragedythatwouldbe!
Eventhecactimusthaverainormoisture—theyhavesimplylearnttostoreit,tocarryitthroughlongdryspell.
Manypeopleenjoylisteningtomusic.Theycanrelaxthemselves.Andonemaysaythemusicworldistheonlyplacehecanfindpeace.Actually,therearemanykindsofmusic.Inthetext,theauthortellsusthathermotherwillteachherethicsthroughsongs.Thisisaspecialwaytoteachchildren,butIthinkitagoodmethod!
Wecanlearnfromsongs.Oneofmyfriendswilllistento“RedSun”,asongsangbyaChinesesinger.Shesaysitisanencouragingsong!
Maybeeveryonecanfindasongforhimtorelaxandfindthetruthoflife!
Happiness
Observeachild;
anyonewilldo.Youwillseethatnotadaypassesinwhichhedoesnotfindsomethingorothertomakehimhappy,throughhemaybeintearsthenextmoment.Thenlookaman;
anyoneofuswilldo.Youwillnoticethatweeksandmonthscanpassinwhichanydayisthelast,uneventful,boring.Indeed,mostmenareasmiserableassinners,thoughtheyaretooboredtosin—perhapstheirsinistheirindifference.
Helookshissuccessasachilddoeshismedicine.
Theauthorcomparesthechildren’sopiniontolifewithadults’.Andheadmiresthewaychildrendo.
Yesterday,Iattendedaconcertandinfrontofsatalittleboy,about3to4yearsold.Hespoke,shout,jump,andplayallthetime.Atlast,hismotherhadtotakehimoutincaseofinterferingwiththeotheraudiences.
Iwaspuzzledwhyhewassoenergetic.Ife