Regret of not donating blood

On the lawn outside the window, two or three clusters of lavender daisies are blooming in the cold wind. Dark green pedicels hold purple flowers, trying to catch up with the warm sun in winter, thin but tenacious. I think, if it lives in warm spring, the wind is gentle and warm, and the rain is silent, then it should also be a delicate and charming look!

This winter, too many sad stories happened around us. Qu Xiangyang, a student of grade 14, suffered from acute lymphoblastic leukemia, and a student of grade 13 died of leukemia treatment. They are like small flowers in the cold wind. Although they have been devastated, they still stubbornly fight against fate. Hematopoietic stem cells, blood and bone marrow, like spring rain, can revive that weak life. As long as everyone is brave enough to open a red flower for others, then our world will be less sad and more happy.

I vaguely remember 1 1 at the end of June last year. It just snowed heavily, and the wind was chilly and surprisingly cold. We also ushered in the first blood donation activity since we entered the university. Although the weather is very cold, we are still enthusiastic and take an active part in blood donation activities with the freshness of entering the university. At that time, as a volunteer, I helped in the blood donation car, handed a cup of brown sugar water to the students who donated blood, or calmed their uneasy mood.

In fact, I was afraid of donating blood at first, mainly because I always had injections and infusions when I was a child, so I was always afraid of the pain caused by needles. Now, looking at that thick blood drawing needle makes me even more daunting. I want to donate blood, but my heart still won't beat. That day, I volunteered in the blood donation car for an hour and a half. Although the time is not long, it is of great help to alleviate my little fear of blood donation. Looking at the calm expression of the students who donated blood, the neat palms, and the blood bags slowly shaking on the blood donors, everything is going on in an orderly way, and there is nothing unusual. My heart has also relaxed a lot.

At 9: 40, it's time for me to change shifts. I met my high school classmate as soon as I got off the blood donation car. This is the first time I have seen him since I came to the university campus, so I am very happy, very happy. After greeting each other, I learned that he came to donate hematopoietic stem cells, which is stricter than blood donation, requiring all aspects of the body to meet the standards and the consent of relatives. In fact, at that time, I was really moved and moved by his love and courage. By contrast, I look very small.

I left in a hurry because I was going to attend the training meeting for librarians. When I arrived at the blood donation car in the afternoon, the blood donation activity was over. In my heart, I feel empty. Because of fear and hesitation, I missed donating blood. Watching the blood donation car slowly leave, I can see the short time of volunteering on the blood donation car, and watch the blood donors coming and going stretch out their arms happily. The fear in my heart has long gone with the wind. Yes, I'm not afraid anymore, and I know what I really want to do and what I should do. I must take part in the next blood donation activity.

It is the spring of 20 16 in a blink of an eye, and we have ushered in a new round of blood donation activities. However, due to many classes that day, I failed to donate blood as I wished. In this life, people should experience more, experience things they have never done and live a life they have never lived. And I haven't donated blood yet. In this way, my desire to donate blood is even stronger.

During the summer vacation of 20 16, I went to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination because of illness. At that time, a large tube of blood was drawn, which was also drawn with a blood needle like a blood donation car. At that time, it only hurt a little at the moment of stabbing, and then my arm was a little numb and relaxed. After this actual blood drawing experience, I found that I am no longer the child with tender skin and poor endurance when I was a child. It turns out that I have already become strong. It turns out that my concern about blood donation is only the shadow of my childhood. Facts have proved that these concerns have long since become redundant.

201165438+1At the beginning of October, the third blood donation activity since I entered the university was ushered in. Because I have a cold, I can't take part in the official blood donation ... 165438+ 10. On October 8, I saw my roommate get off the bus and watched the long queue on the bus and the people who got off the bus. On that day, my three roommates donated blood, and so did the librarian's brother. Of course, I became a volunteer to take care of everyone and help them do something. Looking at the bright red blood donation card in everyone's hand after blood donation, I really envy it, because it is not only a load of life, but also a heavy love.

The greatness of life lies in not sticking to your inner humbleness. When you overcome your inner fears and lend a helping hand to others, your life will be indomitable and bright.

Milan Kundera once said: "Compassion is not condescending charity; Not superficial sympathy. Instead, put our hearts in the environment where people are suffering at this time, feel the pain of others, and try our best to help others from the heart. " In our life, many people suffer from blood diseases. However, as long as we gently roll up our sleeves and give our love, it is possible to save others' lives, nourish their bodies and minds, and make them bathe in the sunshine of happiness again.

Youth is a fragrant flower; Health is the soil of flower of life; Love is the source of all good things. When we are young and energetic, when we are healthy and struggling for a better life, we should listen to the call of love and lend a helping hand to others. It is my regret that blood donation failed. I believe that when more people are brave enough to give their love, someone will raise their happy faces again and chase the warm sunshine.

The purple daisies in the flower beds are shaking their thin bodies slightly in the cold wind, looking forward to the warm sunshine and drizzle next spring. ......