Prose: Go on a home visit with Tao Ran

Go home with Tao Ran

Ren Dapeng

In the spring of March, the wind is gentle and smooth, and the blue sky is floating with white clouds like cotton wool, and the white clouds also raise their heads high, and the white clouds seem to be full of expectations like me. Sure enough, this morning, I received a letter from Tao Ran, a staff member of Kelsang Flower, saying, "Teacher Ren, I took the car at 8:30 to Minzhong. "I was so overjoyed that I left my job at hand and hurried to the highway intersection to pick up the residents...

I remember that the first time I met Tao Ran was at the information exchange meeting in Huangzhong in the summer of 2010, a capable young man, sharp-eyed, insightful, steady talking, humble, and inconspicuous, leaving a deep impression on his companions. He and I had a few hurried conversations at the end of the meeting, but both sides remembered each other, and yesterday, he said on the phone: "That time, your hand was scratched and bleeding, and I remember you." "It's really not easy, in this world, the traffic is busy, the sea is vast, one person is remembered by another person in a hurry, it is really rare, the fate is not shallow."

At 9:40, Tao Ran had already come to the door of the mutual aid people, which was an honor among our people, and I was overjoyed as a student assistance contact. After a simple contact and preparation, we embarked on the journey of home visits, and we felt many emotions along the way. I have always been numb, I actually kept thinking about the meaning and value of life, etc., in a moment, I felt that there was Tao Ran around me, and I was also sacred and noble, and the meaning of today for me probably lies in this.

The sun is shining, the weather is a little dry, the grass and trees have not yet sprouted, there are dust flying up from time to time along the way, this is a typical plateau climate, although Tao Ran is a southerner, but he does not care, a very optimistic look, his personality is like the white clouds in the sky, making people bright and relaxed. Walking the streets and alleys, going to the door to transfer, is not an easy task, walking several times, the owner is not there, my temperament has collapsed in half, and the interest at the beginning has decreased a lot. If we listen to the truth according to Tu Suoji, we still can't avoid running many unjust roads. However, this is the real process of home visits, without such a process, home visits can not have a lot of very real information to draw.

The effort paid off, and we still achieved great gains. At 4:30 p.m., we came to the home of He Delong in Dazhuang Village, Donggou Township. Their home is in a secluded place surrounded by trees and trees, surrounded by mountains and waters, and there is a Tibetan-style spiritual pagoda on the gray and yellow mountain, white and very eye-catching, and we can see it far away, in the background of the blue sky, showing a kind of quiet solemnity. We found parents working in the woods under a water bridge. The husband is sixty-four years old, the wife is fifty-nine years old, full of dust, the face is black, permeated with infinite vicissitudes, the wrinkles of the forehead are as deep as one, oozing with fine beads of sweat, and the sideburns are pale, all of which are difficult to say. Tao Ran, too, was shaken by the suffering of his family and could not speak for a long time. Between exchanges, we learned of their many misfortunes. The old two, the husband's right foot is congenitally stunted, the toes are facing the sky, the heel is hypertrophied, can not bear weight, can not walk well, the wife has heart disease, rheumatoid, perennial medicine, but, look down on the disease, can not afford the hospital, take medicine can only be intermittent, press a pressure on the head of the disease, give up. Because their family has no labor except For He Delong, who is in the second year of high school. Elderly and sick, they cannot go out to work like young people, nor can they have nowhere to work. The other four girls in the family, who have not been able to go to school, have been married one after another, and the married girls can only help in farm work, and they can't help financially. The dry wind blew through their chaotic hairlines, blowing up the ripples on the surface of the river, and also blowing the hearts of me and Tao Ran. After learning about their family's difficulties in the field, we decided to go to his house to see the situation. The situation at home is also unbearable to look at, the yard is empty, there is no valuable furniture. The three new houses, funded by the government, have only one frame, no doors and windows, no gables, the wind passes through the west from the east without hindrance, the house has been built for a long time, there is no money to clean up, it is impossible to move in, and the family can only work in a cramped hut in the west. But in their hearts, this is far from a problem, they are always concerned about how to ensure that the child goes to school, when telling, the child's mother took out the honorary certificate of He Delong to go to the Wenchuan disaster relief area, Tao Ran and I were once again shocked, I could not imagine this child, small age, regardless of their own difficulties, not far away, rushed to the disaster area, selfless dedication. After the old mother spoke, she could no longer stop the tears, two lines of bitter tears, wetting the sunken eye sockets, the rough and cracked skin was even darker and darker, her dry hands were together, just like praying to the bodhisattva, she kept giving Tao Ran a beating, repeatedly dinging, begging us to help, Tao Ran could not find a word of comfort for a while, and had to nod her head frequently.

This is the saddest scene of the twelve homes visited today, and we left his house with a heavy heart. Their old husband and wife, with a bumpy gait, greeted us until they crossed the water bridge far away.

Tao Ran's expression was a little self-condemning, he often breathed a sigh, and the evening breeze sent his sigh far away. I know what he means, he wants to convey the situation here to everyone like him who is working hard for the suffering of others. I looked back and saw two old men working like young men, still standing in the evening wind. Inadvertently, the spiritual pagoda entered the curtain again, and I turned to it, silently praying in my heart for their family, and may the great love of the Kelsang flower turn into a drizzle of veins, and the cloth is in the life to be revealed.

At half past five, we returned.

A meaningful home visit that I will never forget. It was the Kelsang flower that brought me the opportunity to understand the society, and it was the serious, patient, meticulous and fraternal style of Tao Ran who gave me great gains.

The white clouds in the sky are like smiling beauties, watching us return.