Recently I heard that a colleague of mine was in trouble. After learning about the situation, I was shocked.

Still Life jw, a writer for the competitive channel next door, is a hemophiliac and is highly disabled. His father suffered two strokes and was hospitalized, all thanks to his mother. Still Life’s mother has been working hard all year round and her body is overwhelmed. Unfortunately, she recently contracted a terminal illness and was investigated.

When it came out, it was already late.

It is said that every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. Still Life’s family really has a cabinet of sutras to recite.

The day before yesterday, a book friend sent the link of Still Life Mother's Water Drop Fund to my book friend group. I just silently donated a small amount of money and didn't say anything else. Because life is inherently difficult, and everyone has their own way.

The difficulty is, I really don’t want to disturb my friends.

Moreover, the book friends who can read this book are basically in my group, so there is no need to speak more.

But today, friends in the group asked for help again. I thought about it and wrote this request for help here.

After all, even if I can get a little more help from Still Life so that his life can be a little more relaxed, that would be good.

To take a step back, considering the current dire situation of Still Life's mother, it can help her walk the last part of the journey less painfully, and it can also greatly relieve the pressure on Still Life at this time.

I know it's not easy for everyone.

During the current epidemic, it is difficult to make a living.

But with one more helping hand, there is more hope.

The still life in front of me is like a drowning person, with water plants tangled under his feet, a ship passing by above his head, and piranhas in the river waiting for an opportunity to bite.

In this desperate situation, there is nothing you and I can do.

But if someone could help steer the boat, try to lure the fish away, throw a knife to Still Life and let him cut the waterweed around his feet, he might be able to swim out of the water on his own.

No matter what happens, we can help and shout for help.

It's better than doing nothing.

Life is like a river and lake, and the rivers and lakes are difficult and dangerous. I have always told myself that I can only rely on myself for everything.

But if the world always looks like this, it seems too hopeless.

Today I choose to stand by and watch. If I encounter trouble in the future, who will I turn to?

Thinking about my own father who also suffered a stroke and was lying in a nursing home, and then thinking about my mother who was confused and unable to count on her all day long, I can’t say I empathize with the experience of still life, but I can certainly understand it.

It's so difficult.

Still life is tens of thousands of times more difficult than mine, and I am unable to save myself. I really need someone to help me.

Every cent is love.

Accumulating sand becomes a tower, accumulating good deeds becomes virtue.
Chapter completed!