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Where are the people who once helped me warm me?

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More than 20 years ago, when I was 12 years old, I went to the third sister's house for 200 kilometers alone, and it was dark after getting off the bus. All I know is that we still need to walk about 2 km to get to my destination. Since I was a child, I was timid and afraid of the dark, when an aunt who was about fifty years old passed by me, I rushed to ask my aunt for directions like a life-saving straw. Often, I did not expect that my aunt said that I was a girl, and it was not safe to walk alone at night, so she kindly left me at her house for one night. Thanks Auntie! You are a warm memory for me for the rest of my life!

When I was 6 years old, I got lost with two friends and walked to a village in a daze, some villagers came out to look at it, found that it was a living person, ignored us and walked away. Only to see that the sky was getting darker, there was a memory of an uncle surnamed Liu who led three children who were crying back to their homes for a night, and the next day sent us back to our village, and then quietly left. Thanks to Uncle Liu!

In the first grade of elementary school, I came home from school and suddenly changed the sky, very cold. I was shivering as I walked out of school, and a kind aunt gave me a dress, but I didn't ask her where she lived, and my aunt didn't say. It wasn't until I got home and my mother asked where the clothes came from that I remembered that I didn't ask for her where she lived or named. More than twenty years have passed, and I still remember this aunt's beautiful eyes!

When I first came to Guangdong in 2000, when I returned home during the Spring Festival, I actually got in a black car in Guangzhou. Half an hour later, all the people in the car were robbed, and when the car drove to a remote town in Dongguan, all the people were driven off the car. My mood at that time can really be described as empty-handed, unaccompanied, and wanting to cry without tears. Fortunately, I happened to meet a kind Master Mo, who pulled me to the post office, took the money and stopped me from a car to Shenzhen, so that I could return to the company safely and not become a tramp. Whenever I think about it, I am very grateful to him and glad that I have not met any bad people.

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