I will cry and cry when I read it _ Super touching story.

Some people have shallow tears, and when they see some tear-jerking stories, they will definitely cry. Here are some stories I recommend for you, which will definitely make you cry.

I will cry after reading the story 1: Li Shuanzhou, a disabled village doctor who insisted on Ling Village, Wuyuan Town, Tunliu County, Changzhi City, Shanxi Province, has been riding a cane for 38 years, driving three rounds to see a doctor for the villagers, taking a bus to the county town to reimburse the villagers and get medicine, and was called "the sunshine on the ridge, the confidant of the villagers" by the villagers.

Leg disease triggered the idea of becoming a doctor.

Li Shuanzhou is busy at home washing his hands with iron crutches, cutting glass needles, dispensing medicines, hanging infusion bottles and looking for pulse-taking needles.

Lingzhai is small. Without Li Shuanzhou and his village clinic, these people would have to go to Wuyuan Town, 5 kilometers away from the mountain road, or to Tunliu County. Li Shuanzhou was obviously not so lucky 40 years ago, and even lost his left leg. This was a turning point in his fate and the beginning of his determination to become a doctor.

/kloc-When he was 0/6 years old, Li Shuanzhou's knee hurt inexplicably. At first, he thought it was a sore on his leg. After a few days, the pain was really severe. He went to the county hospital for examination and was diagnosed as osteosarcoma. He lost his left leg after an emergency amputation. "Which is a sore, even the bones are rotten. The doctor said that if you don't do it in time, your life will be gone. " Recalling this past, I looked helpless.

It is the age of dreaming, but it has suffered a heavy blow. Li Shuanzhou felt depressed and desperate. But one day, it suddenly occurred to him that he was disabled because he had delayed his illness, and there was no doctor in the village. Will the villagers make the same mistake again? He felt afraid. After careful consideration, Li Shuanzhou decided to become a village doctor to save lives. Only in this way can villagers take less wrong roads and spend less money, get timely diagnosis and treatment of diseases and not delay their illness.

So, after the injury, he went to the village health center to help with crutches. This year, Li 17 years old. Since then, he has worked as an apprentice to help doctors take medicine, taking medicine, taking medicine, giving injections and infusions. Barefoot doctors know everything, but they know nothing. In order to change this situation, Li Shuanzhou, who has only a junior high school education, bought a large number of medical books on common diseases and asked people for advice when he didn't understand them. Finally, he obtained the relevant qualifications of rural doctors and became an independent rural doctor.

Li Shuanzhou's village doctor worked all his life. Because the village is far from the county seat, most of the villagers are elderly people. In 38 years, he walked from village to village with a crutch on one leg, and treated villagers in more than 10 natural villages. It is common to fall in the rain. With gray hair but a smile, stumbling but well-trained, Li Shuanzhou became a good man praised and appreciated by everyone on the ridge, but he said it was a normal job.

Electric donkeys help patrol instead of crutches.

There are two people paralyzed in bed in Lingcun, plus more than 50 patients with chronic diseases, who need to be followed up every month. Li Shuanzhou's daily task is to see the patients who need emergency treatment first, and then check these old patients regularly. Every day, he persisted for 38 years.

There are only more than 400 people in Lingcun, but they are scattered in more than a dozen natural villages, some in valleys and some in ridges. The farthest village is 10 km away. But no matter how far away, as long as the villagers need it, Li is on call.

In the eighties and nineties of last century, Li relied on one leg for all his home visits, and at the same time he had to prepare three wooden crutches. Because the wood is not strong, it is constantly changed afterwards. Because he is worried that the crutches will break on his way home, Li will lean on two crutches every time he goes out, and he should prepare one at home to prevent one from breaking in time and not delay the visit.

After years of running around, how many wooden crutches Li Shuanzhou changed, even he can't remember. Then I simply made an iron crutch. Although it is heavy, it is not as smooth as wood, but it is strong and durable. Li Shuanzhou said that iron is more suitable for him. 1996, Li Shuanzhou bought his first motorcycle tricycle. If the villagers need anything at ordinary times, Li Shuanzhou puts the medicine box and crutches in a tricycle and drives there &; More than ten years have passed since hellip& amphellip, and all three cars are worn out.

In September last year, Li Shuanzhou braved the downpour and climbed more than ten miles on the mountain road for a sick woman. On 20 12 New Year's Eve, Zhang's daughter-in-law suffered a calf fracture. In order to minimize the patient's movement, Li Shuanzhou walked in the snow with a thickness of more than ten centimeters for more than half an hour &; Hellip& amphellip He once lost his shoes and crutches to save a patient with emphysema who had difficulty breathing, and jumped around in front of critically ill patients. An accident on the way to a house call broke his only left and right legs, and he is still wearing a steel plate until now. The mobile phone signal in the mountains is not good, so he specially set up two mobile phone numbers, belonging to different communication companies, in order to let the villagers contact themselves better and in time.

In the past 40 years, he can't remember how many times he made house calls and how many patients he received, but every patient he received remembered him. He was remembered for walking more than 60,000 kilometers to practice medicine in Shiliba Township, and more than 400 villagers remembered him and remembered the "120" that propped up our village with iron crutches.

Take the bus to reimburse the villagers for medicine.

Li Shuanzhou goes to the county new rural cooperative medical management center once a month, and the country bus is the only way for him to travel. In order for the whole village to see a doctor in time and reimburse it in time.

Technology is in virtue, and technology is in benevolence. This truth in Li Shuanzhou's mouth has become a simple "practicing medicine means doing good, and doing good is not beneficial." Li Shuanzhou only receives the free medical subsidy from 400 yuan, a rural doctor, and the basic medicine subsidy from more than 400 people in 7.5 yuan every year. According to statistics, his annual income is only 8000 yuan. However, he is very satisfied. The clinic posted the charging standard of the local new rural cooperative medical clinic according to the regulations, but he never charged the villagers for injection fees, drug exchange fees, visits and other fees other than drug fees.

Li Shuanzhou never takes expensive drugs, does not prescribe large prescriptions, and does not want to make money. In the village health center, the most expensive medicine is only 10 yuan, and the cheapest medicine is only a few cents. "The most important thing to be a doctor is conscience, and practicing medicine is doing good. Medicine is expensive, the villagers can't afford it, and I am even more worried when I am sick. " He saw the disease, saved his heart, prescribed medicine and paid love.

Li Shuanzhou, who runs on the mountain road, takes care of not only the health of the villagers, but also their lives. The frail old Hu Mangen became a five-guarantee household in the village, and Li Shuanzhou became his relative. He visits the old man every now and then and helps him check up. Many times, he doesn't even charge for medical expenses. Another time, in order to help the old man collect the corn to dry outside, he fell into the ridge of the field and hit his head on a stone, bleeding profusely.

More than 50 people in the village have hypertension, 4 people have diabetes and 4 people have mental illness. More than 400 people's health records, allergies, etc. Li didn't even think about it. But he forgot that his wife had cancer and ignored the tumor on his liver until he couldn't wait any longer and had an operation. Three months later, Li Shuanzhou returned to the clinic.

Story 2: General 1940 Spring

The last few soldiers were also killed. The beast rushed to the broken position. After the artillery attack, the hillside was in flames! The flame greedily diluted the flesh and blood of those bodies! The ground is covered with dust! The ground is covered with blood! The ground is full of messy bodies! The position is beyond recognition, and the face is full of vicissitudes. Only blood and sweat mixed with sand dyed his military uniform red. One of his legs was injured by a shell, leaving a new bullet hole in his left arm.

There is endless blood on the land, and the air is filled with the smell of death, which is enough to make people suffocate. There is an indelible cloud over his head.

He needn't have come, but he came anyway.

The soldier rushed up first, but what he saw was a giant covered in blood, towering in a pool of blood. The general glared at him, his red eyes made his opponent's legs tremble like an electric shock. He froze until the gunfire rang and the bullet went through the cold air and hit his forehead. A stream of hot air slowly dripped down his face, and the red mud stuck to the general's eyes and the tip of his nose.

He hasn't been killed! His brain is still awake! After a short period of fear, the soldier seemed to be awakened by the gunfire. He tried to pierce his left rib with a bayonet. The general finally showed a painful expression on his face, with hatred in his eyes and a slight tilt of his body until the giant's body collapsed instantly.

They all said that the general fell like a mountain.

The first battle was in Feishui, the second battle was in Linyi, the third battle was in Xuzhou, the fourth battle was in Suizao, the fifth battle was in Zaoyi, and the last battle was in … They died in the line of duty!

"My 5,000-year-old nation can never die at the hands of Mishima slaves, and my determination to die for the country and the nation will never change." Heroes whose lofty sentiments are buried in the national spirit will only be reduced to ashes at the moment they fall. The core of the fire did not go out, the gunfire continued, and there seemed to be a moan in the sky. Heaven and earth wept for him, and even Japanese soldiers paid tribute to him. He was out of breath when they stepped over his body, and he didn't know his name until the soldier took out the Parker pen with blood on the front of his clothes.

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After countless spring and autumn, an old man stretched his withered finger to this land: "Here, there is a general who tried his best to save the fate of a nation with his own life!" " "

I will cry when reading story 3: I can't forget that there is always a trace of concern, a trace of sustenance, a trace of grief, and a trace of lingering dreams that cannot be sorted out. Rainy weather always reminds me of the girl who accompanied her home with an umbrella; On sunny days, I always think of a wrinkled old woman who sells cold drinks under a sun umbrella. In the autumn wind, I often think of my mother taking me to school under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village. On a snowy day, I will see the scene of having a snowball fight with my friends when I was a child ..... the sun and the moon are in the same cycle, and time flies. In every passing life, I always think of something and miss something. Can't forget, oh, can't forget. ......

Nostalgia is the arrangement of old feelings; It is a reflection and aftertaste of the past mental journey; It is an emotional and indispensable spiritual wealth; It is a catalyst for everyone to purify their hearts and enhance their realm.

In my mind, there is one thing that has been haunting me, and I often think of and condemn me, which makes me feel guilty and unforgettable.

It was a day in July five years ago. The sun is very hot, and the heat is unbearable. Go to Daming Palace building materials market to run business. In area C of the market, I met a girl in rags about ten years old and took a boy in rags about six or seven years old to pick up empty beverage bottles. At first, it was normal to meet someone picking up garbage on the street in Xi 'an. However, perhaps those two children were in rags, which aroused my pity. I stopped and looked at them intently.

The girl ran ahead and ran to pick up an empty drink bottle. The boy dragged most of the empty beverage bottles behind and walked with difficulty.

"Sister, I'm thirsty." When passing a cold drink stand, the boy looked at the colorful drinks on the freezer and stopped to say.

The boy stared blankly at the freezer, his eyes full of longing and expectation. The girl rushed to the boy's side, opened the woven bag, put in two empty bottles that had just been picked up, then took a portable kettle off her shoulder, opened the lid and handed it to the boy. The boy raised his neck and drank "goo goo", but his eyes were fixed on the cold drink stand. The girl blushed. Unconsciously, she turned around and blocked the boy with her body, intending to block the sight of passers-by. At the same time, she wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeve, and then wiped the boy's cheeks stained with stains and sweat.

"Sister, I'm tired." The boy said again.

"Du Wa, I'll go home later." The girl said.

"Sister, I really can't walk." The boy said again.

"Du Wa, how can you be so ignorant! Where will our tuition come from if we don't pick up bottles? Where did our dad get the money to buy medicine if he didn't pick up bottles? Still don't pick up the bottle and go home to eat? " The girl is a little angry.

The boy lowered his head and two lines of clear tears rolled from the corner of his eye. The girl wiped the boy's tears with her sleeve, lifted the woven bag and took him to a corner of the market.

The girl and the boy are brother and sister, from Shanyang County, Shaanxi Province. Their mother died, and their father was mentally ill and could not take care of himself. Every summer vacation, the two brothers and sisters are taken to Xi 'an by their uncle who works as a dock worker in the market. They use the holiday income to support their families. Two children now live in my uncle's rental house. In a familiar marketing manager, I probably learned some simple life experiences of girls and boys.

Looking at the distant figure of my brother and sister, my heart can't be calm for a long time, and a feeling of compassion comes to my mind: I was born in the countryside and have a deep understanding and understanding of poverty, but today I am ......

Cars come and go in the market, bustling, and the sound of car horns, business negotiations and hawkers are mixed and loud. No one noticed the sight of these two beggar-like children, and no one cared about their life experiences. Because after all, this is a big market with tens of thousands of people, and merchants from all over the country flock to it, and the flow of people is huge. It's just a drop in the ocean for two scavengers to live here.

However, this scene happened to be seen by me, a passerby, and I can't forget it for a long time. It has been five years since today. It was really shocking and touching at that time, and it also reminded me of helping my brother and sister. Although I was not rich at that time and my job was relatively unstable, I didn't lend a helping hand to my two brothers and sisters in the end, which made me regret for five years, and my conscience was burdened with great regret.

Five years have passed, and I think that sister is fifteen years old and graduated from junior high school! Brothers also have eleven Liang! Primary school is about to graduate. I wonder if they are doing well at this time? I really hope to see them again, and at the same time make some modest efforts to make myself feel free from guilt and peace of mind.