Riding a bicycle, facing the cold wind, I came to the temporary work unit. Because there was no pressure at work, I lived a relaxed and comfortable life day by day. Sitting in front of the desk and looking out of the window, the rising sun rose in the east, and the clouds dyed red in the sky poured the only heat all over the world, but people in the cold wind still could not feel its warmth, they are all wrapped tightly to travel. More than a dozen workers on the opposite construction site seemed to be iron men. They came to the construction site from in the morning and kept working and busy. Their hands were as rough as pine bark, their faces were purple with cold, their clothes were dirty, old and thin in order to support their families, they were working hard in every major work in this city, and they had reached the end of the year, the parents, wives and children of the family waited for them to go home. Although they were eager to return home, maybe they hadn’t received their salary yet. Maybe the boss forced them to bite their teeth when they were in time, on the day when the work was stopped, maybe they would return with their hard-earned money. I suddenly felt that I was so happy that I wouldn’t live as hard as them. Although I don’t have much money, I can have no worries about food and clothing; Although the house is not big, it is permeated with the melody of love; Although the work is insignificant, I write logs, read books, surf the internet and look out of the window in a warm office, chatting with my colleagues every time I took my daughter by the houses of these construction workers after work, I looked at them involuntarily and reminded my daughter: Look, these people are doing the most tiring work in this city, living in such a board room, eating food without oil and water, but they still talked and laughed, full of energy, because their children gave them strength, they shed blood and sweat like this, perhaps for their children not living as hard as themselves. My daughter said chilly: our teacher said that if we didn’t study, we would live as hard and pitiful as these uncles. Yes, knowledge can change fate, and fate should be controlled by oneself. These uncles didn’t study hard when they were young, but now they can only sell coolies. I don’t forget to teach my daughter a few words. My daughter watched an uncle eating a big steamed bun with a big mouth and a big mouth. How delicious they were, how could I eat such a steamed bun? It is very good for them to have such steamed buns. In fact, their bleeding and sweating make the city more and more beautiful, but they get very little. Life is unfair and reality is so cruel, those who work hard are different from those who work hard! What are you talking about? Bother! Bother! My daughter pushes me, go home quickly, my stomach is so hungry! I want to eat roast chicken, the roast chicken my dad bought smells good! I looked back at this group of people, raised my head and looked at the white sun in the sky, thinking: may the warm sun in winter shine more on this group of hard-working workers, and may the cold winter in the world not be cold any more! A few days ago, I saw a dog twitching painfully downstairs. I thought it was going to die. At night, it snowed heavily with goose feather. I thought of that dog, and its sad eyes seemed to appear in front of me. Maybe it could not last tonight. I said to my husband sadly: there was a dog downstairs, which seemed to have eaten poisonous food. It was so pitiful that the front legs were smoked one by one. Is it just a dog, is it worthy of your sympathy? The husband said impatiently. The next morning, after a rainy day, I went downstairs to buy breakfast. I met an aunt on the third floor who was holding a yellow pug with soft long hair and exquisite appearance, A cute look. I suddenly thought of that poor dog and said, “Yesterday, a dog might have been poisoned. Maybe that dog was not poisoned, I don’t know that vicious man broke his leg as if he had hurt his nerve. He kept twitching and cramming, including when he fell asleep. I think she was pitiful and sometimes fed him some food. The aunt said hurriedly. I sighed, and the painful appearance and helpless eyes of it lying there were always emerging in my mind. A few days later, I saw it again. It jumped on one foot and ate the steamed bread thrown by a child. It was so painful to eat, smoke, eat and smoke, it is better to die than to live! Animals, like human beings, have an instinct to survive, but instead of living so painfully, dying is actually a kind of relief. But it is surrounded by kind-hearted adults and children who give it food and let it live so painfully and live day by day driven by its survival instinct. People, for their own personal interests, always destroy animals and even occupy the living space of animals. Today, I read an article about rescuing gorillas. 97% of the DNA of gorillas is the same as that of human beings, and they are indeed the closest friends of human beings. However, with the disappearance of forests and the killing of people, the red gorillas are expected to be extinct by 2020. Maybe if people restrain their desires and have more sympathy, the world will be more harmonious and the tragedy of that puppy will not be staged again. The call of two lost lives after dinner, I suddenly heard the cry of a child coming out of the window. My heart became tight, for the two lost little lives. A few months ago, a chilling thing happened in a community in Nanjing: a girl over three years old and a baby over one year old starved to death in the house. Lying in bed, I imagined the fear of a three-year-old girl over and over again. Mom left. She and her sister were locked in the house. Her sister cried hard. She was afraid of knocking the locked door, but couldn’t open it. It was getting dark and she was hungry, my mother didn’t come back even though she was thirsty and scared. A three-year-old girl still needs the careful care of her parents, but she also needs to take care of her crying sister. The cry of her sister made her more scared and pitiful! Thinking of this, my heart aches so much that I can’t breathe! When their mother left home for the first time, she cried and bravely opened the door and ran out for help. They also helped them and gave them food and drink. Some aunts in the community took the keys to her house, and ran out for a few days when their mother was addicted to drugs and didn’t return, I also took care of two young lives for a few days. But when their mother comes home, she will be asked to go back. No one has entered their home any more. During this period, some people wanted to send them to orphanages, but they were rejected because of unqualified conditions. Therefore, the two young lives were locked up at home by the drug-taking mother and starved to death. In the years of extravagance and extravagance, eating and drinking, two young lives starved to death, which seemed to be a joke. But this did happen. It really smells bad when going out. There are starving bones in the house! Their parents are not to blame for the death of their children. How can a drug-taking mother pull two children alone when a man takes drugs and reeducation through labor? When her drug addiction broke out, she was even more irrational. A few days ago, the man was released and cried bitterly in the house where his daughter died, while the woman was also publicly tried. At the same time when the law investigates parents for their crimes, it also reflects on the society. Their parents are taking drugs, and their spirits have been controlled by drugs. How can they pull a young life? Why not let others adopt it? Why is the orphanage not adopted? Are the rules and regulations of some systems more important than life? Neighbors also heard the sound of slapping the door. From more than two o’clock in the afternoon to more than eleven o’clock in the evening, a three-year-old child even slapped the door for more than ten hours in order to survive. How strong it was! But no one answered, until our physical strength was exhausted, until we were dying, until we passed away, until the air dried, We urbanites lived in the building made of reinforced concrete. The door was not more than five steps away from each other, but there were also people who were too old, people live close to each other, but the heart is far away.

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