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What kind of poor life have you seen?

In an activity in high school, the class organized a condolence to the poor students in primary school. It's a little boy. When I was in the third grade, my father died and my mother was disabled. Because his father may have died in a car accident, his mother smashed the car as soon as she saw it. The little boy must finish his homework before dark when he comes home from school, because he needs to light candles when it gets dark, and there is no electricity at home, so he can't afford the electricity bill. Even if he lights candles, he will save money. The subsistence allowance seems to have little money, not enough for mother and son. I was shocked when I saw it. I never thought that there would be such a poor life at that time.

One of my former roommates, a junior, lived on only 300 yuan a month, and then he would bring a big jar of pickles and a jar of miscellaneous sauce from home every time he started school. Then he basically goes to the canteen to eat pickles when he comes back from two or two rice, and eats instant noodles when he improves his food. Losing a few cents will be as long as losing hundreds of dollars, as if he had never been out of their village before he went to college and had never eaten in a restaurant outside. The quilt cover has been used since junior high school. It's been almost ten years. No, the quilt is very thin. When she was a freshman, the school gave her a blanket. She kept it and refused to cover it. She put it under the bed and said she would take it home after graduation and use it when she got married. Too much … I really can't say it all at once, but I don't feel sorry for her at all, because she is really a short-sighted person, unlike some people who are poor, she will be less strong in many aspects and will be very easy to get along with others. In that case, there may be many people willing to help her, but my roommate seems to feel that the whole world owes her. The mantra is: I am poor, what do you do for me? Ha ha. Did I make you poor? It's pointless for me to do this for you. I look down on such people and don't like to talk to them.