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发表于 2007-2-13 14:01:24
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雕刻心中的天使
Sculpt angle in my heart
The Heart to Heart Home (service for the elderly) Pang Feng Hua
A sculptor was devoting himself in carving an unshaped marble, with head and shoulder coming into shape, then a beautiful angle sculpted.
A girl asked the sculptor: how do you know the angel is hiding in the stone?
Sculptor answered: no angel is in the stone, it is my dedicated carving that works.
The dedicated carving sculpted his gorgeous angle kept in his mind. In fact, in this ordinary world, among ordinary people, many of who have the feeling that their plain lives flow away as placid stream most of the time, without any dimpling. However, to me, as long as you plunge into doing things —throw enthusiasm into your own lives, throw yourselves into this ordinary world entirely, you are sure to discover how multicolored this world would be like rainbow instead of black-and-white, by which, at least, more colors can be refracted from our heart and soul
In this boundless cosmos, seasons came seasons went, the existent of every single flower and leave, whose whole-life expectation may be this very moment’s gloss, is only a haphazard. Could you feel it attentively? Try to capture the fairness confronted through your own eyes attentively. Pay more attention to excavate every little drop of sensation as well as every slice of touching scene in our ordinary lives.
Three years ago, after work, I rolled into the range of youth volunteer with a light heart, continuing the feeling established in high school, when I was studying in No.5 high school which was an ordinary school, also the time I met some volunteers.
(Though an ordinary school it was, there, I had my chance to pick acquaintance with some volunteers)
In these three years, I went to elder’s home and some communities together with my volunteer companions in lighted mood, trying our best to do whatever we could to offer help. How happy did everything make me and at the same time let me cherish my current happiness. Sometimes, I felt myself negligible and inferior, with some drawbacks. However, facing those people who were born disable, who were situated in inferior position, who were not so happy nor lucky as we were, I realized myself a girl living in happiness, and moreover, I was grateful and content.
I now fall in love with this ordinary world. Many friends of mine miss some beautiful things all the time. Some said they almost felt numb to this world, which was always busy, where people were cold to each other, the place without emotion. Nevertheless, I disagreed with them. As long as you observed this world carefully, you would actually find yourself, really, discovering something surprisingly beautiful!
Three years ago when I first met mentally retarded people, I felt a little afraid since they had no angles’ appearances. To be honest, as regard of the appearance, you wouldn’t approach them forwardly. But they would wave hands to you with smile. Their hearts were very pure and they wanted to close to us, being willing to their happiness with us! They longed for their existing in our eyes!
As for us, everyone is in fact an apple bitten by god. In this world, every single apple is not impeccable. Honestly speaking, people in this world are not perfect. Some have drawbacks while some have pity, if so, consider ourselves as the bitten apples! Moreover, the bite in the apple still emits appealing and sweet fragrance.
In my heart, I still have vast expectation to lovely life, going along with optimistic, energetic as well as enterprising. No matter how hard the road ahead is to go, I still have courage to act as myself well, and still chase the ardent aspiration with all my heart!
Every friend is trying their best to sculpt their own angels in heart.
Friends, how are the angels in your heart? Are they virtuous? Do they have pure white wings? How are the worlds in your heart? Are they sky-blue? Is everything inside fulfilled with happiness? Let us listen, observe, and feel things carefully.
The most beautiful heart is somewhere nearby……
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