Sentimental March to Warm the World Prose

I heard that there was a heavy rain last night and the branches were broken, but the flowers did not fail, but bloomed more colorfully. Later I understood that it turned out to be the first rain in March. It was moved to tears by commemorating Lei Feng’s deeds, and the flowers in March also stood strong in the storm for its deeds.

——Inscription

March is passionate, the wind and rain in March are passionate, and the people in March are also passionate. This month, it is infected by the deeds of a deceased celebrity "Lei Feng", so March on earth becomes no longer monotonous.

March is the month when all new things grow, and it is the month when all things continue and reproduce. Even the warm current of Lei Feng is constantly flowing. It will flow to the distance, rush to the world, bring warmth, take root and then take root again to grow and reproduce until the whole world is surrounded by love and infected by Lei Feng's spirit...

It is said that Lei Feng’s influence is so great that even the newly sprouted seedlings are suffering from the “cooking” of his dead bones. It listened to his majestic stories in the fluffy soil and determined to dream after being unearthed. They said that in the future: I want to be a towering tree for passers-by to enjoy the shade, just like Lei Feng's "nail" spirit during his lifetime, not afraid of wind and rain; I want to be a gorgeous flower, with thick branches and big leaves, no longer afraid of it. The attack of strong winds and heavy rains can put passers-by in a good mood at any time. Scissorhands' photos and hearty smiles will often ring in its ears; to be a fresh and tender cabbage, it will be born white, die peacefully, and be eaten by others and eventually buried as fertilizer. Entering the soil, the saying goes, "Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers."

It is said that Lei Feng is everywhere, so isn’t the cleaning lady on campus one of them? The cleaning lady in our dormitory is the cleaning lady who impressed me most in school. It has been almost two years since I enrolled in school in 2016. The winters spent in school are warm and the summers are cool. The warmth in winter is when my aunt cleans the dormitory and washes away the stinky smell of the toilet; the coolness in summer is when she gets on the tricycle to move away the stinking garbage one after another. . Every morning at 6:30, her rattling tricycle is the one who steps onto the threshold downstairs on time, and her panting is our alarm clock every morning. Every time I pass by the big drums downstairs, the aunt will always say hello to everyone, talk and laugh, but she will not stop what she is doing, and the garbage classification is still done properly. There are more than a thousand students in a whole building, and she is never impatient. Some students say hello to her, and she responds and smiles, but she is just wearing a mask. I have never seen her smile. Generally speaking, she has never seen her smile before. I had never seen her face, and even her greeting voice was vague. All year round, wearing it really keeps you warm when it's cold, but it's difficult to breathe when it's hot, but she doesn't complain. I believe that a person who is full of hope for life, loves life and cares for others will not complain, just like the aunt. in this way. She told us: Silently stick to ordinary careers and grassroots positions, as long as you face it with a normal mentality, full of hope for the world, not for comparison, but for the society to become better because of this small profession. There will be more harmony, and the country will become richer and stronger. The same is true for Lei Feng. Just because Auntie's body exudes this enthusiasm, she will definitely infect thousands of cleaning staff or students who greet her every day.

It is said that Lei Feng's perseverance is like a "nail". I just happened to meet a familiar person. He seemed like Lei Feng, but he was not Lei Feng. He was just my first teacher. Just an ordinary people's teacher. However, in the eyes of students, he is recognized as a live thunder front. The last time I saw my first teacher was two years ago. At that time, he could still stand on the podium and teach, and the time I spent chatting with him was only ten minutes between classes. When I was a child, my family was so poor that there was no oil or salt to cook the pot. In the past, sending girls to school in the countryside was regarded as "supporting other people's wives." This feudal idea also trapped my parents. They loved me but also struggled with it. They were afraid that I would not be able to hold my head up in front of others, and they were afraid that I would complain when I grew up. It was delayed like this until I was eight years old, and the appearance of this enlightening teacher completely changed my destiny.

The teacher's surname is Wei, and everyone calls him Lao Wei, because he became a teacher only after he got married, and his children are all older, reaching the age of forty without confusion. The first time I met Teacher Wei was in the hot summer when I was just eight years old. I was playing in the mud with a group of girls of the same age in the village under the big banyan tree. We were having fun when suddenly I saw someone walking in. He asked us why we didn't go to school if it wasn't the weekend? Is it school holiday? I am afraid of birth, and so are other girls. After all, we had never touched a book, and we just played in the mud with a group of children all day long. We saw very few outsiders, so we ran home as soon as we could. The closest one was my house. After we ran back and closed the door, we found him walking in. My parents are enthusiastic farmers and would open the door when they saw someone coming. After some understanding, Teacher Wei found out about the difficulty of girls in going to school. Without thinking for a moment or asking for my parents’ permission, he ran back to school and said that he would send all the girls in our village to school. . At that moment, hiding behind the door panel, I seemed to see the candlelight of hope, which was gradually getting brighter. Later, the school did not agree because there was no free compulsory education at that time and the students still had to pay the tuition fees. The school was worried that the parents of the girl would not have money to pay, but in fact they were unwilling to pay. After several months of hard work, Teacher Wei used all his finances and connections to build a simple elementary school with roof tiles. He is the only teacher in the school and also Principal Wei. There were only girls in that elementary school, but that was my first school, and he was my first teacher. With only one textbook, one piece of chalk and one mouth, dozens of us girls went from not recognizing a word to today's scattered college students. No matter what, I can't forget that day when I couldn't see hope and then I saw hope, and the teacher who gave me hope. Nowadays, he is gray-haired, and has gone from the age of forty without confusion to the age of knowing destiny. Due to overwork, I can no longer stand on the podium. I heard that the teacher went to a very far place in his wheelchair, and we know where he should go. Maybe he is going to the foot of the mountain to look for those girls playing in the mud. ... From an ordinary people's teacher to a great man who saved education, do you think he is still as ordinary and ordinary in the eyes of others? Don't you ever think of him as a person who has passed away but will last forever? Yes, he is not just like one person, he is already another person, another person who has the spirit of the deceased person, but uses different actions to serve the society and benefit the people. At this time, the words you said the last time I met you are ringing in my ears: "People who are willing to live a mediocre life have to sacrifice their lives, so why not be more colorful and make your contribution to the education world?" I think now I am embarking on the beginning of this road and will do whatever it takes to get to the end. Even if it is to live a mediocre life. Petition, all compatriots who have not yet taken action, follow the footsteps of those who have passed away. We should not muddle along, even if we make a small contribution to society, then tomorrow's society will be brilliant.

I called for the wind and the rain, but in the end it was you who responded to me - the warmth of March. Only you know that in this passionate March, the seeds will germinate and grow into towering trees; only you know that in this passionate March, only by asking for help can the water flow; only you know that only by giving and care, the world will be full of love!