I am a person who can't hide my pain. I get scared at the sight of blood, and my heart shrinks at the sight of bronzed calloused hands. Therefore, I always give them my meager help when I see beggars, but when I leave, my heart will churn in despair-I only give them the cost of a breakfast. How can I ensure that they have enough food and clothing for a lifetime?

So I often think of the song "Sunshine Kneels in front of you". I am silent and firm when I kneel in front of suffering. I know this is my conscience, how small it is. I understand that in this world full of suffering, the sound made by this term has almost disappeared into people's forgetfulness. However, when everyone kneels down and gives them equal help, we have reason to believe in the future and we have reason to look forward to it.

Up to now, I still remember that on September 1 1 2006, the math teacher told us with a slight smile, "Don't you know that the World Trade Center was hit?" I still remember the word "Shuang" blurted out by my classmates when the political teacher asked us how we felt. At that time, I was very dull, as if I didn't hear what happened in this world. Now, I have to pay endless self-blame for my indifference. In September, 2002 1 1, there was a photo in qianjiang evening news. A mother put a little teddy bear in front of her daughter's grave, and her daughter died because of 9 1 1. It was actually an angel's wooden sign with the American flag painted on it, with the little girl's name written on it. Because one of my teachers said that a person's cold is the cold of all mankind. Similarly, the sudden death of a life should also make us mourn for a long time. I remember I was speechless for a long time in front of the photo. I understand that it is easy to forgive my indifference in those years. I can say that I am young and ignorant. However, without the gentlemen of the World Trade Center who "let women and children go first" and free rescuers, the loss of this difficulty will only be greater and deeper-people will forget that people are animals that need warmth. Fortunately, it took me a long time to know that people who were not as numb as I was at that time and actively engaged in rescue work really propped up the sun, and the brilliance of human nature was far better than the towering posture of the twin towers. They all knew that it was too difficult to turn the tide in the face of suffering, so they knelt down. They separated the rubble by hand and knelt down to treat the wounded.

Also in America, at midnight when the oil depot exploded, I was chatting with my friends online. After hearing the truth, I told my friends frankly that I was in pain, but there was no noble reason. Just because I feel that human strength is too small, I finally face another emergency and a raging fire. I know, now I know that I can only say "rest in peace" silently for the workers who died in the fire on this side of the Pacific Ocean. I have shed tears, and I know that the only thing I can do is to kneel down and hold my conscience in my hands.

I knelt before suffering and held my head high. I know that there are many invisible people around me, doing the same actions as me, and there will be a red sun between their palms.

"The sun came out, the morning ..."