Reading answers to the gift of shoes ten years ago

That year, the troops moved to a new station. Not far from the camp, there was a small mountain village with more than 50 households. The mountain village was so poor that some children still wore open-footed walking shoes in winter. On the second day after we moved in, each of us bought a pair of cotton shoes and went to a primary school with more than 20 students to express our love, hoping to give them some warmth in the winter.

The students were as happy as little birds because of our arrival. They gathered around us and kept asking questions. The classroom, which was drafty on all sides, was suddenly filled with warmth. While everyone was chatting happily, I found a boy sitting silently in a corner. I asked the classmates around me if he usually doesn't like to talk, but the children quietly said to me: "Uncle, ignore him, he is a thief, stealing our things, we ignore him..." Boy As if he felt that his classmates were talking about him, he lowered his head blankly.

My heart trembled violently, and I suddenly felt an indescribable sadness. In this warm and harmonious atmosphere, we cannot let him endure loneliness alone. Even if he has stolen something, he should receive the same warmth! I walked to him quietly and talked to him. He was very indifferent at first. When I asked, he answered without saying a word. Seeing that I was talking to him sincerely, he slowly let go and asked me if I held a gun every day and what kind of training I did every day...

At the final donation ceremony, I gave the cotton shoes to Gave it to him. Just when I helped him take off his exposed toe cloth shoes and put on new cotton shoes, I saw tears in his eyes. He said, "Uncle, no one has ever been nice to me." I stood up and touched He turned his head and said to him: "You, like other classmates, will have a new pair of cotton shoes." He said nothing more, just looked at his new cotton shoes back and forth with tears... A year later, I I was admitted to the military academy and left that poor place. Another ten years passed in a blink of an eye. I can occasionally think of things in the mountains, but they just don't attract my attention and just pass by in a flash.

I was on the street doing errands yesterday. As I was walking, someone tapped me on the shoulder from behind: "Uncle, don't you recognize me? I recognize you. I have been following you for a long time!" said a young migrant worker. While smiling at me, I shook my head blankly. "When I was in primary school in the mountains, you gave me shoes!" I really didn't expect to meet him here. In ten years, he has completely changed his appearance and is taller than me... I was surprised that he still recognized me. I patted him on the shoulder and was very excited. He said that he was working on a construction site not far away... Just as we were chatting happily, the leader called me and asked me for something urgent. I hurriedly told him that I worked in the suburban unit, in the fifth company, and he wanted to see me if he had anything urgent. , and left.

At noon three days later, the doorman delivered a bag of walnuts with a piece of paper inside, with a few lines of crooked writing on it: "Uncle Cheng Gang: I went to Shanxi with the engineering team. I'm leaving in a hurry, this thing was sent to me by my mother, please keep it and come see you again when I have the opportunity."...

These are the most touching lines in the past ten years. I didn't expect that I only gave him a pair of cotton shoes as a gift to him who was not popular among his classmates at the time, but he remembered me for ten years. I don’t even know when he knew my name was Cheng Gang, because I never could tell him my name. Did he ask quietly when he gave me the shoes as a gift ten years ago? Probably so!

At that moment, I suddenly realized: What other comrades-in-arms warmed when they gave shoes as gifts ten years ago was only a pair of children's feet in winter, but what I warmed was the young man's heart throughout his life.