I won't help you write it, but I still want to talk about my feelings about welfare homes when I see this problem. Our high school is opposite the city children's welfare home. Most of the children inside were abandoned by their families because of their physical disabilities, and only a few children were accompanied by their families and enjoyed their affection. Because most of the children were placed at the gate of the welfare home before dawn, there were children placed there for two weeks in a row one winter. At that time, we passed by and saw a child wrapped in a thin quilt, and his face was blue with cold. A girl in our class sent him there because he didn't see the child until dawn. At that time, I felt that these children were really pitiful, but there was also a young man who was very strong and applied to join our school.

Although they don't have the love of their relatives there, they also have the love of the citizens. People often go there to send them clothes, toys and performances, and they also perform their own small programs on the stage. They don't need our pity, but our true love.

Also, they are all surnamed Party.