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Father, life for the disabled son painted landscape


Taken a foot. This time, he mercilessly to the ground,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Kepo the chin and bloody. His grievance was crying. \Fei Yuan really bloody, tears wiped his face,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and quivering climb up ... ... night, Yuan Bolin went into the boy's bed and gently stroked the tears are still fresh in his son's little face, and he could not resist to tears . He shook the pen, wrote \jaws roar / stand up / to in this brief moment / Daddy's little knowledge is a hair more than three. \learning. Usually bookstore,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], who see books written by authors with disabilities, they are brought home, accompanied with his son to read. The oldest bookcases, they also gave to his son. Read more sons, with the accumulation of knowledge, try to write something, Yuan Bolin began to teach his son to write poetry, prose. He just wants his son to enrich the lives of some, if the son can be found in writing the fulcrum of life and learn to carry the suffering faced, it would be more satisfied. ... ~ ... ~ 1 ■ _0Ii |·_·- A / Yuan really fly that he really took to the road of literature, using the pen to express feelings, depicting life in the l7 years of age. That it has a story to make his life a major turning point occurred belief. That was 16 years old, he alone went to the Xinhua Bookstore to buy books, fell on his way home mother work at the school gate. It is the noon recess, the students came flooding back, no matter how he struggled, no law from the ground up. He was so embarrassed to lie on the ground, both looking at a smart walk by foot from their own. He did not dare rise, but was back burning, all the eyes of other people laugh. Until a few well-meaning students Longlai will send him up to go home. Home, he pouted to himself in a small room. At that moment, he thought of death! However, he did not even have the ability to commit suicide: hanging, he was unable to afford it left hanging three feet white; run away, his legs Maibu Kai foam pace; poison, even a home sleeping pills are not find! That night, he was lying quietly in bed, do not feed grain rice, has not dripping stick. I do not know how long. In the unexamined, he opened his eyes, saw his father walked into his room. He still remember the day my father say, \more open-minded people a stronger heart ah! Dad Although there is no disability, how much can surpasses ah lucky you! \Yuan Bolin Let's talk about his frustrations with his son's life. His 9-year-old mother died, by his father bringing up their brothers and 4. Slightly larger,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], will immediately Xing Chu mouth father to forest logging information. After the liberation struggle several times, finally transferred to the cultural sector, specializing in writing, but because of several articles to be labeled as \Shortly afterwards, his two sons in one death and a disability ... ... the end,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he took his son by the hand, said: \I believe you can not destroy! \His father's remarks as a bunch of bright sunshine, lighting up the world of his soul, his cold heart melted. Since then, he felt he had shaken off the shackles of crutches, such as butterflies return to break free spider. Since then, he is convinced he must have become a butterfly that day. In his diary he wrote: \magazine, he also joined the Writers Association of Chenzhou City. Once, he gave the \Song of the disabled, is not a sad song? I think not, nor should be! \Jin's hand / to live, to fight / to sweep aside the clouds block the happiness / to recover an oasis of life. \Step by step to see his son out of the swamp of life, out of mind the low, Yuan Bolin and his wife feel very happy. Son, stood up on crutches, but also relying on force of personality will be able to psychologically get up, get into a beautiful landscape. Editor, Wu ■
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