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Why does a 15-year-old junior high school girl's letter to her brother look like a crying netizen?
"Dear brother, when you are alive, it is a 40% miracle. No matter what you look like in the future, you are the shining light in my eyes. "

A letter written by a 15-year-old girl to her younger brother became an "explosion" in the circle of friends of Hong Jianbin, president of Hangzhou Mingzhu Experimental School. Even though this information has been published for several weeks, there are still people commenting and praising it.

The girl who wrote this letter is Xin Yue, a junior in Hangzhou Mingzhu Experimental School. Her brother suffers from Down syndrome. In the letter, Xinyue wrote a very weighty promise: a sister is a lifetime.

10 square meter rental house

It is a family's "world".

On the morning of August 6th, I was at the door of Xinyue's house. The door was left unlocked, and no one answered after knocking on it several times. When I opened the door, I saw a long corridor and three closed doors. Obviously, this house is shared.

"I'm sorry, I have been busy. I didn't hear a knock at the door. Come in and sit down. " At the end of the corridor, the door opened and her happy mother greeted her.

10 square meter room, there is a 1.5 meter wide bed, a loveseat and two small tables, with almost no decoration. There is a clock hanging on the wall, and there is a frameless photo of the brother and sister. In the photo, two children squint with laughter.

My third-grade sister Xin Yue immediately stood up from the sofa and adjusted her glasses, looking a little stiff. My younger brother Mingzhe sat in the middle of the bed, waving his arms at his mother excitedly and asking for a hug. "After 26 months, I still can't stand it. I can only let him play in bed." The happy mother sat at the end of the bed and held her son in her arms.

Blink your eyelashes with big eyes, and when you are happy, Mingzhe will stand 10 second. If you don't know his illness in advance, it's difficult to connect this lovely child with Down syndrome.

"Didn't you see it? When he was born, the situation was not very good, with high jaundice and low heart rate, but I never thought he would be a son with Down syndrome. " Touching the back of my son's head, I am gratified that my mother's nose is sour and her eyes are full of tears.

In the small room, the air froze briefly, and only Mingzhe blinked and looked at his most familiar "world", only 10 square meter.

My brother was born:

Life with the same blood as mine is beautiful.

Mingzhe was born on May 2, 20654381day. Xinyue's mother said that she always thought that Mingzhe was born after hearing Xinyue's call, because Xinyue wanted a younger brother or sister too much. "On May 20th of that year, Xin Yue asked me,' Mom, will he come out today?' As a result, Mingzhe was born the next day. "

Xinyue sat there, listening to her mother and never making any noise. After reading the letter she wrote to her brother, we know that on the day when her brother was born, she felt her whole body full of blood boiling, because "it is wonderful to see a life with the same blood as herself".

"Xinyue, my brother has saliva." Heart yue mother said softly. Deliberately pulled out the paper towel: "Come, Mingzhe, my sister will help you wipe your saliva."

"No way, because the mouth muscles are not well developed, it often happens." The happy mother looked at a pair of children and secretly wiped her tears. The 42-year-old woman once imagined countless kinds of children, but fate chose an unimaginable one for her.

The door opened and a dark-skinned man came in-knowing that we were coming, the happy father specially took a half-day off. Wise to see dad came back, immediately rushed over to let dad hug. "Very strange, isn't it? I spend the least time at home, but he wants me to hug him the most. " I am proud of my father's tone, but we can see that this Anhui man who has been running for his family all the year round is more vicissitudes than his actual age.

The bedside by the window, sitting on one side of the heart; At the end of the bed, the happy mother sat facing the bed; At the bedside near the door, there stood a happy father-their eyes focused on one focus, that is, the wise man in bed. At this moment, silence is better than sound.

37-word diagnosis certificate

In exchange for the strength of the family after despair.

Looking at his son, he always smiles. Only he knows how much psychological pressure he suffered when his son was born.

"I didn't know what was wrong at the time, so I checked it online. When I checked, my heart was really cold. " Xinyue's father said that he didn't know anything about Down syndrome at that time. He mused that "there must be a mistake" and searched online. Every time he presses the enter key, it seems that fate has cast a heavy hammer in his mind.

After 24 days of anxiety, I got a 37-word diagnosis:

60% of the children miscarried in the early fetus, and the survivors had obvious mental retardation, special face, growth and development obstacles and multiple deformities.

This kind of printing paper, which weighs only a few grams, is like a chain, closely linking this family with Down syndrome.

"The child has been in the hospital for nearly a month, and I haven't sat well this month. But I think, as long as he has a breath, I must have him. " Recalling the days after the birth of Mingzhe, the tears of Xinyue's mother kept falling from her cheeks. Yue, who had been silent, began to sob, and her youthful face was cut by two tears.

We remembered the letter that convinced us: "My mother who hides her face and cries all day long, my unhappy father, has an inescapable despair ... I dare not cry because you are still smiling at me. I look into your eyes, and there are stars and seas in your eyes. I have stronger reasons."

After drying her tears, Xinyue became quiet again, holding a tissue and sitting on the bed looking at her brother.

"Mom" at the age of 2

Let her burst into tears in an instant.

"Pee, pee." Wise suddenly forcibly spit out these words. Xinyue's father immediately picked up his son and went into the bathroom.

"Now he speaks very well, because we sent him to the rehabilitation class very early." Xinyue's mother said that because of the limited economic conditions, in order to save money, they reduced Mingzhe's rehabilitation hours by half instead of half an hour in 500 yuan, and then they went home to train Mingzhe themselves.

Because fine movements can't be done well, after 1 year-old broke breast milk, Mingzhe began to drink milk through a straw to exercise his lip muscles in order to speak better in the future. Now Mingzhe has changed from the original oral muscle 1 straw to a 3-elbow-4 straw.

Pay, there will be a return.

In May this year, Mingzhe was 2 years old. In a rehabilitation class, he suddenly spoke and shouted "mom" that he never shouted. Yue's mother stood outside the classroom and cried on the spot. "I don't think my efforts were in vain. I immediately took out my mobile phone and took a video. This is really precious. "

For Xinyue, the happiest thing is that the first sentence learned by Mingzhe is "Sister". Xinyue knows that this "sister" is a family relationship with blood thicker than water and a lifelong commitment. In the eyes of Xin Yue, my brother is more like a "lovely baby" because he is a "40% miracle". Xinyue likes reading. Whenever she is free, she plunges into the pile of books. She hopes to tell her brother all the stories in the book in the future, and now she will be fine if she works hard. She hopes that her brother can walk and jump and become a healthy child. She also hopes that time will go slowly, so that she can lead her brother step by step.

A sound elder sister is a lifetime:

"I will take care of him all my life!"

"Mingzhe, what is this?" Coming out of the bathroom, Xinyue's father took out a literacy card for Mingzhe to recognize.

Mingzhe's eyesight is very poor. After watching it carefully for a while, he began to rub his eyes with his hands and made a "cry" sound-the card was a word "cry".

"This is really interesting. He can imitate. It is said that Tang's son has a strong imitation ability. " Xin Yue's father looked at his son, his mouth tilted upward and his eyes were shining.

Mingzhe doesn't have many toys, except for literacy cards, only a bunch of small logs, and these logs are used to exercise the fine movements of his hands. "Come on, Mingzhe, put the purple one in." Xinyue's mother picked up the small purple log, carefully pinched it with her thumb and forefinger, and staggered it in the designated position. When the task was completed, Mingzhe clapped his hands with joy and gave himself a great encouragement.

Wise is still very ceremonial about success. He climbed to his sister's side, kissed her, climbed to his mother's side, kissed her, and finally found his father and kissed her again. A family of four sat on the bed, smiling sweetly because of a small log in the right place.

"This little snail, we will raise it slowly." Say, the heart is happy and the mother is sad. Mingzhe climbed to his mother's side, put his little hand on her arm and breathed gently-this was his way of comforting her.

For a wise future, there is not much demand at home. "If possible, I hope he can have a suitable job in the future." The happy mother said, "We can't be with him forever. I hope that at that time, he will stand at the crossroads and find his way home. "

As soon as the voice fell, Xin Yue, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "I will take care of my brother all my life ..."

(With the consent of parents, the minors in this article are not treated as aliases.)

This is a letter from Xin Yue to his brother:

Brother:

I wanted to write you a letter a long time ago, but I didn't know what to say. It seems that nothing I can say can fully express my feelings. It's raining outside, knocking on my window, remembering, as if time had dragged me two years ago.

That was the first time I saw you. Your little body is curled up in its infancy, the blush on your face has not faded, and your eyes are looking around in a daze. When your eyes looked at me, I looked at you curiously and held your hand gently. That little guy made my heart beat, and my whole body seemed to be boiling. 2 1, 20 16 At 5 o'clock on May, you became my brother.

At that time, our family became happier because of you. Your every move touches our hearts. When you laugh, I laugh too. When we laugh, mom and dad laugh, too. I always like to pinch your cute little face, so pink that I can't help hugging you and kissing you. But for this reason, my mother didn't know how many times she hit me and said, "I'm happy. Squeeze my brother's face hard, and my saliva will flow out in the future!" " "I just passively withdrew his hand.

Brother, you must not drool in the future, or I will feel really guilty.

Another time, I was the most sorry to you. My parents rushed to the hospital that day because of something urgent, leaving me alone to take care of you at home. I only care about my homework and let you play. Suddenly, there was a bang, and then you cried violently. So it was you who fell out of bed. I ran to hold you in my arms. Fortunately, nothing serious. You cried in my arms, and your nose was everywhere. I patted you on the back and kept saying I was sorry. Finally, you were tired of crying and fell asleep in my arms. I see your eyes are red, and I can't help but feel uncomfortable. I don't know what to do, so I have to hold you tight again.

I am a clumsy person, I don't know how to please people, and I don't know how to use sweet words, but remember, brother, no matter how you cry or make trouble, my sister will give you an apple. I am a person who is not good at words. I won't say I love you with my mouth, but I love you from my heart.

It's not that I don't love it, but that I love it too much. How can I not love you when you are around?

Mom and dad seldom talk. It seems that after I came back from the hospital, I thought my parents were still angry with me, so I was careful not to talk much. Only you smile at me, and when you smile, I smile. However, I vaguely heard that you seem to be ill. I'll ask my father. My father is sitting on the sofa smoking. In the smoke, my father's face blurred, but I was silent for a long time Father put out his cigarette and touched my head with his big hand. I looked into my father's eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, and there was an indelible despair in my brow.

After all, I know the bad news that I don't want to know. You are sick and have Down syndrome. "60% of children miscarry in the early fetus, and the survivors have obvious mental retardation, special face, growth and development obstacles and multiple deformities." There are only 37 words, but every word is stuck in my heart.

You smiled at me again, only this time, I can't laugh anymore.

My mother hides her face and cries all day, and my father is silent. There seems to be a dark cloud hanging over this family. It grinned grimly, opened its jaws and devoured our home bit by bit. I dare not cry because you are still smiling at me, and I don't want to cry in front of you. I have never been to the ocean, I have never seen stormy waves, and what the endless scenery should look like. It's just that as soon as I saw your eyes, it was full of my favorite Xinghai. I have fantasized about your life countless times, from children to teenagers to youth, and finally to old age. Your life is stable and happy without any ups and downs. This is my best blessing to you, but reality has pulled me out of my dream. "60% of children miscarry in the early fetus" made my heart jump. It turns out that your life is a miracle, that is, the 40% miracle; So you love life so much; It turns out that you struggled to survive; Live and meet your parents and sisters who love you. What else can I ask you to do? My brother, you have worked so hard, what else can I ask of you? My dear brother?

Mom and dad run around for you every day and find that the only way is to recover slowly. But what's the big deal? Love always twists and turns. I am willing to spend my whole life growing up with you. From babbling to toddler, I want to tell you all about the songs floating from Chengtou, the chirping birds, the sparkling lake, the songs sung by the old people and the frozen scenery in northern Wan Li.

Time, please slow down, let me hold your hand and walk step by step.

I have been looking forward to, looking forward to, you can call me sister, for this, I have been waiting for a long time. But when my wish really came true, I began to feel sad again. Your stiff tongue is the result of how much effort you put into making me wait for an ambiguous "sister". How many times have you repeated it in your head? When I reached my throat, I was turned back by my stiff tongue. I look into your eyes and there is a boat full of answers. This time, I finally couldn't help crying, crying to my heart's content, and washing away all the suffering these days. On March 25th, 20 18, you called me sister. From then on, it will be a lifetime.

Every time I see you, I am always full of joy, full of joy, just like a bucket of honey is about to overflow. I just want to see you for a long time and then get lost in time.

I don't expect others to understand you, just don't laugh at you; I don't expect you to understand the warmth and coldness of this world, only know who loves you in this world; I don't expect you to marry and have children in the future, as long as you are happy and stable; I don't expect you to do anything. I just want your safety.

We still have a long way to go in the future. Even if mom and dad are gone, even if the voyage is faltering and fragile, you have to go on alone. Okay? You are my younger brother. No matter what you look like, you are the treasure I can't hide in my life. I will never forget to leave my home. Short stories can't be finished I will always love the mountains and rivers of Wan Li. You shine in my eyes.

If you really don't recognize a few words in the future.

I'll read you this letter,

Even I shed tears.

I wish you peace and joy.

Sister: Xinyue

Yu, principal of Yanglingzi School in Hangzhou-

When I saw Xin Yue's letter to my brother, I was really moved.

Over the years, I have seen many families feel very burdened by having Down's baby at home. However, the Xinyue family showed me valuable family ties. More often, my parents speak for Tang Bao, and Xinyue is the most rare elder sister I have ever seen.

In fact, Tang Bao is the cutest child. They are simple and clingy, and whoever is good to him is good to him. Therefore, family members should never be burdened by having Tang Bao at home.

I have some suggestions: when taking care of Tang Bao, we should give him enough sense of security and teach him how to take care of himself, so that they can have a better future. At the same time, parents should lower their demands on Tang Bao. It is most important for children to grow up healthily. We should believe that children can stand on the society in the future.

Finally, I hope everyone can stand up bravely and accept Tang Bao like a happy heart. Because, for Tang Bao, giving them more love and security is the most important thing.

Of course, I also want to tell Xinyue that you have done a good job. Don't think about such a heavy topic as your brother's future too early. The protection of disabled people in our country is very comprehensive. We should believe that the government will take good care of their future.

A sister is a lifetime!

Like the bravery of Xinyue!

I don't know if you cried, but I did.