What is poverty? What is responsibility? Why don't I struggle?

What is the real nakedness to come to this world?

Weeds, see a dilapidated adobe brick house, it slanted, seems to be swearing to the late autumn of life. Every time the dead in the village, everyone will burn paper money in front of my house, and the sky has become a normal state. Sometimes I don't understand why everyone has to burn in front of my house every time, and my parents have never had any opinions. Until I was 5 years old, I knew that even the house that was going to collapse was not my home. There are too many memories in this so-called home.

I used to be afraid of bathing in the winter. I was particularly afraid of bathing. When the cold wind hit the old house with riddled holes, the only action was to tremble. When I had no money to buy paper, I used it to clean the water in the house. Practice on the ground; never had a vaccination, but I have to endure all kinds of diseases of my body. I have no money to buy calcium tablets, and I often wake up at night because of my foot pain. Before the university, no piece of clothing was his own, and it was given by others. I have lived in the world for more than ten years, and I only have one account in the second day.

An old man who has experienced nearly vicissitudes of 70 years old often sits in front of the old house. It is my father. He has the same age as the same age as my grandmother, and gives people fortune in the countryside. Every time I started school, I didn’t pay the tuition fee. Every time, my mother and the teacher discussed “instalment payment”. Since then I have vowed to work hard to change this life. Therefore, since the beginning of the country, my grades have always been the top grades, and I am very popular among teachers.

However, when other children were eating snacks and playing games at a very young age, I had to accompany my mother along the street to scrap the goods to make up for the home, but also tolerate those who are not sensible to laugh at me "waste garbage" in all classmates. When I came home from school to watch TV, I had to go to the mountain to meet the mother who chopped wood. In order to help my mother save time and cut some firewood, a few jin of firewood was only a few years old and I provoked it in one place. Every year, the family "double robs" when other people ask the ploughing machine to transport the glutinous rice home, the father of nearly 70 years old will use the oldest transport vehicle in the countryside - the earth car, to carry the granules back home. Seeing the back of my father's back and the sweat dripping, I can't help but feel helpless. I can't help but ask myself. Why don't I struggle? My parents have been working hard all the time, suffering from the troubles caused by poverty. I want them to say goodbye to poverty in the future. Then why should I not? struggle?

When I was in the middle of the country, I was able to pull the cans at the school, and then I went to the waste shop on the way home to go home to earn my own pocket money. Sometimes I had to pay out one or twenty dollars to supplement my family. As the middle school became a class, the scores have also been in the top several, and won the second prize of the vocal group in the middle school students' "Art 100" competition. The national middle school students' essay competition won the second prize of the county, all kinds in the school. The cultural and sports activities have also been outstanding, so the teachers are more concerned. After knowing that I can pull the cans, the teacher will also collect some waste papers for me and take extra care of me in some aspects of funding.

When I was a high school student, I became the first female class leader under my high school leader, and it was three years. During the high school class, our class, whether it is performance, sports festival or art festival, has always been the oldest. My personal grades have always been the top grades. High school has been a "three good students" for three years. And I won the second prize in the calligraphy works of the Baishi Culture and Art Festival in Gaoyi, and won the second prize of women's 100m and women's long jump in the sports festival of Gaoyi. In the second year of high school, I was awarded the honorary title of “School Star – Self-Strengthening Star”.

But in the second year of high school, this average child should be happy, but I suffered tremendous blows and pains. Just as I was the first representative of the second year of the liberal arts class, after all the students at the opening ceremony, the joy and pride had not faded, I heard the news of the family.

When I stepped closer, I saw the grass in front of the depression brick house, and the coffin cover on the old table with a short foot. I stopped and I stayed. Now, I don't know what happened, I don't dare to think about what I should face next. When I stepped into the house, I saw that my father was lying in peace as usual, but it was a lot quieter than usual, and he would never wake up again. The way the mother collapsed made me feel that I was the pillar of the family at the moment. I should provoke this burden. I can't get rid of it. I must be strong. I can't be sad. Because I am 16 years old this year. The next biggest headache was the father's burial expenses. During the day, I had to deal with the funeral with my uncle. I had to guard my mother at night. It was three days and three nights without a break.

However, I am very grateful to my alma mater, Xiangtan County Wuzhong, who was the teacher of the alma mater and raised the donation for me to get the father’s burial expenses so that my father could get into the land. After I arrived at the school, my classmates were very concerned. The teacher also asked me if I had any living expenses, what was the study situation, and how the mood was adjusted. My alma mater also found a social love entrepreneur for me to help me complete my studies. If it is not the alma mater, not the care and warmth of those teachers and classmates, not the help of those who love the entrepreneurs, there can be no me today.

I have received so much care, warmth and help. I have shouldered the hopes and responsibilities of my family, my teachers, my alma mater, and the society. Why should I not fight?

I deeply understand the university, "Children who don't have an umbrella must run." I told myself that my mother is nearly 60, she can't wait, I have to struggle. So in addition to learning the textbook knowledge, I have to exercise my own skills, so I sell socks and sell leggings at school. In the five middle schools of Xiangtan County, Yunlong Middle School in Xiangtan County and several high schools in Wangcheng County sold some inspirational books and sold more than 280 sets. Through such an opportunity, I not only exercised myself, but also reduced the burden on my mother.

Every time when I have a slack, I will tell myself that I have no background, no resources, why can't I fight? I can't do anything for my father. My mother is so old, let her mother I can live a good life as soon as possible. Why don't I struggle? I accepted my alma mater, teachers, classmates, and so much help and care in the society. Why don't I struggle? I owe this society so much, why should I not fight?

I only know that my life state should be like this: life is not limited, struggle never stops!