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Pay attention to left-behind children
Listen to the voices from Genting
Listen to the tenacious blossoming music of life of a troubled teenager; Read the touching story of the cute "child companion mother" warm and childlike heart!
Purify the soul and inspire life, let us pay attention to the left-behind children together, do our best, and gather every drop into great love.
Care for left-behind children and pay tribute to "child mothers".
My name is Zhang Tianyang and I am 11 years old. I am Zhang Tianyang's mother, a member of the Sunshine Mother Volunteer Service Team.
I hope that our reading can make more people pay attention to left-behind children and companions, send them love, and let the flowers left behind bloom in the sun.
Pay attention to left-behind children and pay tribute to the "child mother"!
The golden branch was the sun among us, and her light surpassed mine. She is like a growing sunflower that attracts the attention of her mother's love. When my mother looked at her, it was different from when she looked at me. Mom looked at me, her eyes simple and clean, this is the gaze that belongs to Mom. But when she looked at the golden branch, there was pity, there was appreciation, and there was something inexplicable in her eyes—I had never understood what it was, and maybe one day, I would understand, maybe, never.
When Jin Zhi looked at me, there was always kindness in his eyes, and his clear gaze reflected the light of the sky, and there was a sadness that made people feel pity, and there was also a scorching brilliance like the sun. I'm ashamed of my little gray emotions. I also looked at her with the same clean eyes, as if this was the only way to match her clarity. When I looked at her, I suddenly understood why my mother liked her so much - I had not experienced my mother's childhood, but Jin Zhi was experiencing my mother's childhood, and she was a copy of my mother's childhood. I also suddenly understood why my mother should be the mother of many people - the mother of a child.
It is difficult to make a living, and when a person cannot even guarantee survival, how can he have a noble feeling of love? Chun Xiao was confused, and her mother was also forced to go out to make a living, but in those years, distant mothers have not forgotten to give a little love to their children, even if the marriage is not happy, they have not thought of leaving their father. Could it be that times have changed and those young moms have become more egotistical? Still is...... Chun Xiao is often faced with some children who have never felt their mother's embrace, she only hates that her arms are not wide enough, how much she wants to embrace all the children in her arms.
My name is Li Yueran, and I am 9 years old this year. I am Li Yueran's grandmother, 63 years old, and I am a member of the Sunshine Mother Volunteer Service Team.
It is hoped that left-behind children can get the attention and love of more people in society, and support a blue sky for children with love.
Pay attention to left-behind children and pay tribute to the "child mother"!
Jin Zhi was still sitting on a bench watching TV, and when he saw Chunxiao making props, he also came over. She picked up a piece of styrofoam and wrapped it in scotch tape as the others looked like. She bowed her head, wrapped carefully and carefully, her head illuminated by the dim light, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, casting a cluster of moth feather-like shadows under her eyelids.
Chun Xiao's heart was hot, and he reached out and stroked Jinzhi's hair, praising: "Jinzhi's hands are really clever." ”
Jin Zhi raised his head and smiled with his mouth.
Chun Xiao rushed to Jin Zhi's ear and whispered, "Your brother is sending money!" "When?" Jin Zhi's eyes widened. ”
"In the evening, the postman sent a lot of letters, including a money order from your brother." Chun Xiao said, "Your brother said it, and he sends it every month." ”
Jin Zhi's eyes overflowed with laughter, and his pale little face seemed to have a red glow.
Jin Zhi smiled and his appetite improved a lot. When Chunxiao washed the sheets, she would still rub around next to her, and once, she took the initiative to extend her little finger: "Chunxiao's mother, we pull the hook, and when I go to the central school, I will help you wash the sheets every time I come back." Chun Xiao grinned and stretched out her wet right hand and pulled the hook with Jin Zhi. Jin Zhi sang loudly in his mouth: "Pull the hook and hang yourself, and don't change it for a hundred years!" ”
A year passed. During the Spring Festival, Jin Suo appeared at the school to celebrate the New Year with Yang Guo, Chun Xiao, Jin Zhi and Miao Miao, as well as children who could not go home. The golden lock grew taller and became an adult. When he came, he helped Aunt Zhang cook and helped Yang Guo renovate and maintain the facilities in the school. He learned to cook well, can cut the tofu as thin as a piece of paper, and his stir-fried dishes seem to have mysterious spices, which are extra fragrant. He asked Yang Guo for advice on the doorway to open a hotel, saying that after graduating, he would first go to the hotel as an apprentice for a few years, and in the future, he would have the opportunity to open a small hotel by himself.
Graphic and audio source: Tianjin Economic Broadcasting DJ Yang Guang
Edit: Mu Nan
Proofreading: Late Winter