"While my son and I waited for our bus to arrive, I opened up my umbrella because it had suddenly begun to rain. I found that my son had disappeared so I was looking around, when I found him holding an umbrella up for an elder who had been crouching next to the bus stop, selling vegetable seeds. He must have felt pity for the elder who had been frantically packing up his belongings while getting rained on…As a mother, I was so proud to have a son like him…I was happy.
The words that the grandfather spoke when we parted really left an impression: “Even if an atomic bomb were to drop, I would do whatever it takes to save that boy.”
My son’s math grades may not be the best But he loves people and he loves animals….that’s enough, right? ^^”
He loves people and he loves animals…that’s enough, right?
This is embarrassing, but it’s Saturday morning and this made me cry.
I am a Chinese revolutionary, guerrilla warfare strategist, poet, political theorist, and leader of the Chinese Revolution. I was the architect and founding father of the People's Republic of China (PRC) from its establishment in 1949, and held authoritarian control over the nation until my death in 1976.