What a painfully dark time it was, when the person who was smiling beside you yesterday could be gone the next day
You don't get to choose your own destiny, but I think we should've been much happier
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Toodle had a hard life, went to the orphanage Not even a month ago, he left this world. At the time of his death, he was only 9 years old.
Tutu was a village child, a simple, sweet and pitiful little boy who suffered from AIDS inherited from his parents. If he hadn't gotten this terrible disease, he would have been pampered in his parents' arms, frolicking in his grandparents' laps, playing among his playmates and walking freely through fairy tales.
It's hard to imagine how Tu Tu experienced the years before his death:
After his parents' deaths, Tu Tu didn't "fall". On the contrary, the young boy was very strong and brave, and supported the family - him and his grandmother - all by himself. Tu Tu goes to the mountains in the morning to cut firewood, then goes to school, picks up garbage in the village at noon, carries water and cooks to take care of his grandmother, and then reads and studies on his desk at night. Everyone in the village praises Tu Tu for being a great kid who knows how to work hard and be self-reliant at such a young age. Tu Tu has even become a role model for many parents to teach their children: look at Tu Tu, who has lost his mom and dad, and has done all the grown-up work by himself. The adults in the village were happy to let their children play with Tu Tu.
Until Tu Tu was found to be suffering from hereditary AIDS, all the colors were drained away.
No one wanted to touch Tu Tu, even his grandmother moved out of the house, leaving him alone. The area on the mountain where Tu Tu often went to cut wood, no one wants to go and get a piece of the action anymore. The adults in the village won't let the children play with Tu Tu anymore, and their words have completely changed - Tu Tu is sick and will die if they play with him.
The walls of the house, where Tu Tu lives alone, are made of plastic paper because water seeps through when it rains. Tutu's bed is a broken wooden board with a damp-as-iron mattress, and that's how Tutu sleeps every night. Because of his illness, there is no school to take him in, so Tu Tu reads his flimsy books over and over again. Tutu's kitchen was a four-brick stove, and he ate the dirty food he found and boiled in hot water. Tutu knew that if he didn't eat, he would die, and he didn't want to die. He also imagined a better life in the future - his teacher used to say that life is good and the future is happy.
Later, I don't know who, published his encounter on the Internet, attracted a lot of people to pay attention to Tu Tu. They sent Tu Tu beautiful clothes, delicious food, and bought beautiful books that Tu Tu had never even dreamed of reading. All these things, however, were thrown into the yard from outside the fence.
New clothes, Tu Tu sheds to wear. New books, Tu Tu sheds. But some of that food, Tutu couldn't eat. For example, the hamburger, Tu Tu will take out the meat inside, to give the old yellow eat. Old Yellow, an old dog in Tu Tu's house, was the only animal in the house that had the breath of life besides Tu Tu.
There were also people who encouraged Tutu, saying that they would let him be brave, and that they would take him to the zoo in the future, and would also take him to play on the Ferris wheel. Tu Tu didn't know what a Ferris wheel was, but he was sure it would be fun, so he waited and waited ...... but never waited.
Until Tu Tu's matter was known by more people, and also attracted the attention of the relevant departments, and finally let the orphanage to take in Tu Tu. In the orphanage, Tu Tu has a separate room with a warm bed, fairy tale books, toys and a TV. The only thing is, there's hardly anyone coming or going from either side of Tu Tu's room, except for the armed orphanage staff who come and go to deliver food.
Tu Tu's life is hard, even if the conditions are good, but still did not escape the hand of the disease, died in the hospital. After the news of Tu Tu's death, some netizens said that Tu Tu must have been miserable at times inside after the illness and never felt warmth. This sentence of the following people with affirmative views to follow the comment: Yes, Tu Tu died before the moment, if the memory of the past, all the images flashed absolutely no warmth to speak of.
But the facts are wrong. When the orphanage staff was packing up Tu Tu's pitiful remains, they found a diary with Tu Tu's crooked handwriting on it. In the entire journal, there was only one entry, which recounted an incident:
For several nights, Tu Tu was in the house when he heard someone calling him from outside. Tu Tu immediately rolled over and got up and ran to the yard outside the house. Tu Tu ran to the yard door and sat down so gently, through the door panel, and talked and chatted with the people outside the house.
The people outside the house talking to Tu Tu were the children Tu Tu used to play with. They hid from their families and sneaked into the house to talk with Tu Tu, but Tu Tu was determined not to let them, so they talked to the children through the door about the knowledge in the classroom, the swings on the playground, the fish and shrimp in the river, and the birds in the trees ......
This is the only diary entry, and the end sentence reads like this: whenever this happens, I'll be very happy, there is someone outside talking to me, and by my side, there is old yellow.
Tutu is small, tender and inexpressive. If we change the tone of the adult to narrate, is it possible to understand this way: the heart of the miserable Tu Tu, but also once warm. Before he died, Tutu's mind must have flashed through a number of warm images, such as: those warm nights, the children outside the door, and the old Huang beside him.
Are you done with the story?
I think, Tu Tu's life is definitely not warm, miserable must be more apt than warm him, but obviously miserable occupied his life, he only remembered the warmth, then I should not be so understand, there are a lot of frustration in life, or everyone is selfish, but they are only for their own lives, if others are good to themselves, then we should be grateful, if others do not understand you, do not help you, not for you! and don't help you and don't think about you, then we don't have any right or any position to blame them. But they must not become that, because only you know, was suffered from the blank stare feeling is what, a person isolated feeling is what, so, if the future encountered the same people, remember to go to help them ah
People's life is not long to say long, to say short, but not that short, I think, you should be 20 years old, right? There is still a long way to go, if you are beaten down by life now, it is really not like a man, lol, just kidding, I just hope, you can pull yourself together as you know it.
I always think this way, if you lose something because of those who don't care about us, such as the courage to live on, or the heart to be good to others, or for example, you don't believe in the world, or, because of them to become degenerate, decadent, then it's really the world's most unworthy of it
There must be someone in the world, who has always been supportive of you, so don't let them down
It's hard to live for so many years and suffer so much, wouldn't it be so worthless to give up halfway?
Cheer up, as long as you don't give up, don't give up on yourself, everything will be fine