When I came to Zhanghekou Welfare Home last year
Several old men pressed their sluggish, stiff faces against the gate
The thin hand clasped the iron fence tightly
Dim eyes muttered to themselves as they watched the pedestrians on the street
Some of the elderly in the courtyard buried their heads between their thighs and dozed off
Some sit in the sun and sniff the flowers
There was also a grandfather who helped the grandmother comb her hair
The inquiry learned that it was an old couple with no children and no daughters
Even the two sideburns still do not abandon the common white head
Looking at the two people who love deeply, sharing bitterness and sharing in the same boat
Twilight is still ten fingers clasped to look at the slanting sun
That simple and intimate warmth
That little gesture dressed up the scenery
Added beautiful greenery to the welfare home
When the taste of the year became stronger, I came to the Zhanghekou Welfare Institute
At this time, I was really afraid to face those lonely faces that were silent with sorrow and goodness in their smiles
In just one year, it was full of life here
The old man he met became bold, talkative, and humorous
Even the old lady's speech was colorful
Suddenly, it felt like the elders who had been nurturing here were living in a happy home
There is health, there is happiness, there is dignity
It is nothing more than the hard work of President Liu Guoping and the nursing staff
They are filial to the elderly, have affection for widows and orphans, and love for the sick and disabled
Gentle support, careful care, warm greetings, sincere care
Touched the seasons, warmed the strange road
Who will live a dead, numb day with a red face?
Who irons the sad and loveless hearts with joy and touch
It is the sound of Liu Guoping's rain boots hesitating in front of the old man's door after every storm
It was his snoring dream embedded in the old man's snoring through the window ledge every dark night with brilliant flashlight
It is he (she) Who holds this concern and fate of loving, helping and respecting the elderly
It is his strong commitment to send you to the end of your pension
The moment he turned away, he did not know what kind of emotion to say goodbye to the old people with white sideburns
Too much time behind him, his face is still vicissitudes in the wind
Dead yellow leaves and waddling footsteps carved into my trembling pen
Look back at the old people who have survived poverty and suffering, and who have spent the rest of their lives desolate and sad
I want you a video, a phone call, a greeting, a visit, what' the point?
Fortunately, Dean Liu and the caregivers are willing to light the lamp for them (them).
There are also selfless donations from the social elites and the love of the government
With so much love, they once drifted and are now weak
I seem to see the nurses bringing them to the hospital bed and boiling hot and soft eight treasure porridge to prolong your life
You tell me that it was President Liu who hunched you to the hospital to take care of the broad shoulders that supported the destination of the soul
I held my head high so hard that I didn't want the tears to flow
Looking back again, I still passed by in a daze
The old father was leaning against the bed rail in the direction of the house
The old mother quietly covered the teardrops on the pillow to force her face to be relieved and contented
If only time could be turned back
If......
May the elderly enjoy the splendor of life when the spring blossoms again
May you enjoy the care of the whole society in the next episode
Grass on Chinese New Year's Eve night
Source: Guangji Culture