Evaluation of public welfare photographers

(Selected from Teacher Song Cheng's work: Beauty! Red vest)

Because of my disability, I have received more care from my parents, brothers and sisters since I was a child. Get more attention from teachers and classmates; When I grew up, I received countless concerns from friends, neighbors and even strangers. Every time I go shopping, the salesman will send my shopping to my car. No matter how many storms fate has given me, there is "love" in my life.

Now, as a volunteer in the editorial department of Love Passing, I am witnessing love, moving and passing on love every day.

Sunny and kind, I greet the dawn of hope with gratitude every day and send away the full sunset; I am busy shuttling between "harvesting love" and "sowing love" every day.

But in real life, there are still unsatisfactory, even selfish and indifferent things.

Yesterday, I personally met such a thing: for nearly half a month, I was too busy giving subsidies to the disabled to cross the street. Because many things need me to deal with, I have to go out. It's getting colder and colder outside in the middle of winter. I got up in the morning and put on cotton trousers. Before I finished washing, I felt uncomfortable with the heat and took them off again. I think there is an electric car (three wheels) to keep out the wind, so it should be no problem to put on a long cotton-padded jacket.

Out of the house, the wind is biting, in one word-cold! I had too many things to do that day. I shuttled through the biting cold wind and didn't get warm all day. When I got home at night, I went to bed early.

The next day, my leg was too painful to walk. I know: this is because I was too cold the day before! It is difficult to walk with crutches. I don't want to make my relatives and friends feel distressed and worried, so I decided to go to the city by bike to buy medicine.

Because it is very difficult to walk on a flat road, it is almost impossible to climb the steps. As far as I can remember, I know there is a small clinic on a street, and there is no need to go up and down the steps. I went straight to the clinic in my memory. But I turned around two or three times and couldn't find the clinic. I must have moved.

I have to choose a drugstore near the roadside. I can take fewer steps, but there are four or five steps. I walked so hard that I couldn't lift my legs at all. There are two medical doctors in the shop, a young man and a middle-aged and elderly person. After I explained my illness, the geriatric medicine doctor in the counter wrapped the medicine for me and said to me, "You can't put plaster on your wound, you should keep it away from it, so it is also necessary to manage it." Then he said to the young doctor of medicine outside the counter, "Help your aunt, help her down the steps." The young man said brightly: "I dare not help, I am afraid I will fall!" " "This voice is far more biting than the cold wind, which not only penetrates the flesh and blood, but also directly pokes the" heart ".

I went out and said, "I can do it myself." My words are too weak to eat, but I am a little helpless. When I started to "try" the first step, the young doctor of medicine chased me out and said, "Wait!"

As soon as I turned around, I saw her holding my electric car key in her hand, because I was clutching my crutches with both hands, and my expression was highly nervous, for fear that my leg would roll down as soon as it hurt. She realized it, too, and quickly said, "You go first." Then she followed me like that and watched me trudge down the steps. A healthy young man followed me, unable to stand still, watching me "go down" bit by bit. I feel that her eyes are "biting", which is really cruel!

Down the steps, my nervous heart relaxed. I opened my hand and took the key. I didn't look at that face again, because at that moment, I felt how ugly that face was, without a trace of warmth!

As soon as I turned around, I forgot the tears flowing downwards under the eyes of the public. I cried for miles in cold weather! When I got home, I cried and changed my cotton trousers. At this moment, there was a quick knock at the door, asking me to go through the formalities, because my legs have been bad this year and I work at home in winter.

I tried to control my emotions, quickly wiped my tearful face with a towel and went to open the door with a cane. When people saw me, they said, "You didn't use crutches a few days ago. How can you use crutches today?"

The endless stream of people who came to me for formalities gradually diluted my anger, and I found balance and comfort in my service. ...

On this day, I thought too much: are those things that "save people but make people rely on" polluting the hearts of young people today? Don't young doctors of medicine have faltering grandparents? No one in his family needs help? Will one day, or until she is old and faltering, she will remember that she once followed a person on crutches and watched her struggle to "move" down the steps? Will you be deeply ashamed of this?

But I immediately denied this answer, because there are so many stories of volunteers and so many warm-hearted people in the essay story of the third issue of Love Passing Hundred Flowers Garden, which I am participating in. Think of the picture of a disabled person walking down the steps in China public welfare photographer Cheng Song's photography, and the "red vest" holds up the wheelchair; At the thought of "Luoyang collective wedding", volunteers are busy, and their hearts are no longer "cold", and a kind of warmth spreads. ...

I am glad that I have witnessed and felt too much warmth and touch because I joined the "Love Pass"!

Yesterday's little thing was just the "trace" of the cold wind blowing in the warm wind, mixed with the great warmth and disappeared in an instant.

I am a very sunny person, and I seldom shed tears in the face of bad luck and disaster. After yesterday's heartbreaking moment, I don't want to cry anymore, because there are more moments in my life that warm my heart! There are still many things to be grateful for!

The sun is really warm today! I like the warm sunshine in winter! I still like to laugh! As always, be grateful, love life and pass on love. ...

Metal texture dividing line (the picture in the text is from the author)

Editor | Tan Chunhui

Proofreading | Lv Meijie

Reading | Li

Production | Zhang Chaoqing

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Brief introduction of the author

Sun Lianying? Female, screen name: perfect patch. Moral: I am disabled, just like a patch, but I want to make my incomplete life perfect through my own efforts. If I like it, I will go to the website to search for "WeChat official account: perfect patch" or "perfect patch".

I consider myself a positive person, and my character is in my words.

I am a disabled worker, a member of Zhangjiakou Candlelight Literature Society, and a member of the editorial department of Love Transmission. I am used to using the official WeChat account to record the beauty and emotion in my life, and I like to write some inspirational words. Up to now, more than 280,000 words have been scattered in newspapers, magazines, official WeChat accounts and forums.

Special honor: 2065438+2007 10 won the third prize in the paper-cutting competition for the disabled and was awarded the title of skilled woman; 20 18 1 1 month, won the editor award of "Love Passing"; 2065438+February 2008, 65438+In 2008, he won the third essay, special theme award and excellent work award of editors of Love Hundred Flowers Garden.