Who can talk about my world?

Thoughts are intertwined, confused and upset, and the silence in my ear makes my heart restless. I tossed and turned in bed, but I couldn't sleep. A dusty memory filled my heart with emotions.

That summer, I had a fever because I was careless. I wanted to take medicine quickly and get better soon, but I never got better, because the fever caused sudden deafness. I thought I'd be all right just by sleeping, but I slept from early to late, until the sun went down, until there were few stars in the moon, and my ears were still silent.

My mother once said to me, "Don't be afraid! With my mother, I will treat you even if I have no money. I will take you to the treatment! " Mother's warm and powerful words strengthened my hope in the boring treatment, and let me introduce a weak voice in that silent world. But the treatment didn't improve at all, and gradually hope turned into disappointment. Looking at the ordinary figures, the expensive medical expenses make me breathless, and so do they!

So I said to my parents, "Forget it, are we going to die?" I know it's really difficult to choose to give up treatment, and I know that I should never give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope, but I would rather live like this all my life than see my parents worry about my medical expenses. Looking at their aging faces and no longer tall and straight bodies, I don't want to continue taking risks.

In the past, the water was ticking, the wind was whistling, and the birds were singing. Now it has become a silent world. Congenital disability is not terrible, but acquired disability. Taste everything, and you will feel tasteless. See the rainbow and feel the darkness; The most painful thing in the world is to feel silence after listening to the noise of the world. Who knows, in the dark, there are a few crystal tears in my eyes, and my world is silent without sound.

Perhaps this silent world is terrible, isolated from the world, and no sound can be heard anymore, leaving only cold and emotionless words that sting my heart like a piece of ice. Maybe this silent world makes me feel unhappy, sad and powerless. Those familiar voices appear in dreams, but wake up in a little distant place, leaving empty, echoless memories.

Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, and the misguided life is another scenery, and I have gained different happiness and felt more kindness and love in this silent world. I believe tomorrow will be different, the sun will still rise and there will be hope. I will also try my best to complete my college dream, which may be difficult, but I want to try my best.

That world full of sunshine and sound, I will always remember it in my heart, like a cup of eternal wine, emitting attractive fragrance, which makes people linger and forget for a moment.

This is my world, for reference only.