An old man lives next door to my house. His temples are gray, but he is healthy and his eyes are particularly bright. He is very optimistic. What we often see is his bright smile and what we often hear is his hearty laughter. But these days, the old man has become silent and unhappy. What happened? Upon inquiry, it turned out that the old man's son was a soldier in the army and died while performing his duties. Of course, we can't understand the pain of losing our loved ones.
Caring is the only good medicine to treat mental trauma. We saw that the village cadres knew about this matter and came to visit every three days to help the elderly clean up their houses and solve their difficulties. Soon, more villagers joined this "love activity". Some of them help the elderly to wash clothes, some buy food for the elderly, and some subsidize their living expenses. We children should not be outsiders. We all try to be "happy" for the old people, chat with them and sing to them. With everyone's concern, the old man's long-lost smile is once again displayed. When we see our children, we often buy some snacks to make us happy! Whenever I see the tears flashing in the old man's eyes, there is always an indescribable touch in my heart. ...
One day, we learned an admirable news: it turned out that the old man donated all his savings and pension for many years to the poor mountainous areas! For a long time, people have been silent, just letting tears drop down. Everyone in the village knows that the old man has been living a simple life, with frugal meals and ordinary clothes, but he is thinking of others and compatriots who are more difficult than himself!
Isn't this ordinary little thing that happened around me a flower that blooms under the rain and dew that people care for each other?
The above composition about caring between people describes caring between people and tells us the power of love, so that we can all keep a little love when others get along. To love others is to love ourselves.