Comments on Charity Books 1 From charity education books, I saw many stories that made me cry and made me understand the meaning of love. Those articles explain the meaning of all kinds of love in the form of stories. This is a spiritual collision, a collision with love, charity books let me have a different understanding of the word "love".
What moved me most about this book is an ordinary but touching story. A woman more beautiful than an angel is a story about Amy? The story of Bill's college student, kind, with a sense of justice, sympathizes with the blacks in South Africa and applies for a scholarship to go to South Africa. She wants to help the black people there get rid of poverty. She tried to integrate into this country, but she was killed by a group of black children. Those black children live in a bad environment, and the bad influence makes them violent. Amy's parents, Linda and his wife, knew the reason and set up "Amy? The Bill Foundation teaches cultural courses for black children. Their charity lasted for more than ten years, affecting countless black children. The former President of South Africa presented Linda with the Cross-border Care Award. The black youth who killed Amy said that Linda's family had given him a new life. That sunny afternoon, Linda looked like a woman more beautiful than an angel, so dazzling.
This story moved me very much. What moved me was not only the kindness of Linda's family, but also their kind hearts. Without this kind heart, how could I do such a move? After learning that their daughter was killed by a black child, Linda and his wife were not angry, but went to get to know the black child. When they know that black children are adversely affected by poverty, they take the initiative to help them and care for them, so that the growth of black children is full of love and kindness. We should also have a loving heart, become a kind person and make the world a better place. To help others, we don't have to do great things: wherever there is a disaster, we can donate our pocket money to help them, even if it is five dollars, and try our best to help those in need. This is also kindness and a way to express love. Little by little, accumulate and let your love spread.
My mother is also fighting for charity. She is not a philanthropist, but she joined a charity organization. At the beginning, she joined the charity organization to help people in trouble and promote a love. She has joined a charity organization for several years, met many poor people and helped those in need. Once, her mother went out to visit a shabby school and saw shabby desks and broken wooden benches, and the classroom was covered with natural sand and gravel. Those children in rags are barefoot on this ground, and blood bubbles have been worn out on their feet, but they still listen to the teacher carefully. Seeing this scene, she was moved to tears and donated all her money. This is also a spirit of love, just like Linda's family treats those black children.
Love is a warm harbor with a ship of hope moored; Love is a melodious melody, and notes have cured countless people's troubles. Love, also an angel, heals black people's broken hearts with hands full of kindness and love. This is love.
Reflections on Charity Reading 2 When I first got this book, I was still a little disdainful. "Charity", what everyone is talking about these days, still needs to be taught? However, when I leafed through them, those vivid, interesting and instructive stories immediately attracted me, and I couldn't help reading them carefully.
Sasha is the youngest child in the family, but she is kind, strong and helpful. Once, the whole family went out for an outing and suddenly it rained heavily. The raincoat was passed from one house to another and finally fell into Sasha's hand. But Sasha thought there was something weaker than himself in the world, so he covered the petite wild rose with the hem of his raincoat. When we complain that life is unfair to us, have we ever thought that there are people less fortunate than ourselves waiting for help from others? When we lend a helping hand to the weak around us, no matter how much help, we can make them feel warm. This is charity.
One day, the emotional island will soon sink. When love was stranded on an island, time saved it. Love takes time just as charity takes time. We should spend more time with those unfortunate people, listen to their voices and help them. Perhaps, it will be questioned at first, but under the washing and precipitation of time, when we gradually understand the meaning of doing good and get more and more happiness, our life will become wider and wider.
What will you do when a beggar in rags stops you on the road and asks you for money? Say "I'm sorry" apologetically, or just walk away and ignore the pleading eyes. The famous Turgenev chose to hold the beggar's hand and said solemnly, "Please forgive me, brother." It is this kind of cordial handshake that makes the beggar excited, because he feels the long-lost affection in the world. The same is true when many people help others. With such compassion, sincerity and selflessness, they touched not only the people who were helped, but also the people around them. If we can do this, we will understand the true meaning of charity.
The story in the book touched me, and the charity people introduced in the book made me admire very much: Mother Teresa is a world-famous Catholic charity worker. When she won the Nobel Peace Prize, she refused the prize, but asked people to go home more and care for their families. Yunus opened Grace Bank to lend money to the poor free of charge, which affected the lives of more than 30 million poor people. Dr. Wen Cartas Wamy founded Aravin Eye Hospital to provide free treatment for patients in need. This kind of thing happens every day, and these ordinary people around us have created one miracle after another. We can also be like them and help others from the little things around us.
Romain rolland once said, "Love is the flame of life. With it, everything becomes bright. " If you ask me, charity is the glory of the soul. Let's start from the side, engage in charity, make life colorful and let more feelings emerge around us! composition
After reading the Charity Reader, I was fascinated by the Charity Reader in my hand and deeply attracted by the story told in Unit 6-Action of Love.
A professor from a seminary gave a lecture to a future priest. When the professor talks about the "charity" in the Bible, he arranges students to give lectures. He asked each student to preach to others in other classrooms within the specified time. After each lecture, you should rush to another classroom to continue the lecture within 10 minutes. After the activity began, the students ran back and forth between classrooms: each student had to go through a corridor, and a beggar was sitting in the corridor-the professor was very dissatisfied with the result that all the speeches were deliberately arranged. Because none of these future priests stopped to give even a little charity to beggars.
At the end of the lecture, the professor said something like this: "When I was hungry, you set up a humanitarian club to discuss the problem of hunger: when I was naked, you talked about whether I violated the moral code: when I was injured for no reason, you talked about the crime rate and were filled with indignation;" When I was homeless, you came to me leisurely and preached to me the merciful protection of God. You look so sacred, so noble and so kind, but why am I still dizzy with hunger, shivering with cold and feeling lonely? "True kindness is not tears, but a pair of loving hands. Now, there are many people who need help in trouble. Let's lend a "loving hand" to help them!
In my opinion, people who are caring and don't take action are not really caring people. When others encounter difficulties, they can help others solve problems in time and meet their urgent needs. This is the real care.
I often go out with my mother during holidays, and it is common to wait for the bus at the station. We will meet all kinds of people on the bus. There are always many people in our station. Every time we get on the bus, there are no seats. My mother and I often have to stand five or six stops to wait for seats. Once, an aunt took two seats in the car with a little girl. It was very hot, and an old man with a big bag stood beside her. The old man was sweating profusely and looked very tired. She could have picked up the child and offered her seat to the old man, but the aunt completely ignored the old man and continued to talk and laugh with the child. People talked about it in succession, and the driver opened the prompt: "It is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation to respect the old and love the young. If there is an old, weak, sick and pregnant woman standing next to you, please offer your seat. I thank you on behalf of the bus company! " Aunt finally felt embarrassed, picked up the child and gave a seat to the old man. The bus arrived at another station. I finally got my seat and was about to sit down. I found an old man with a baby on the bus. My mother and I smiled at each other and gave our seats to the old man. Grandpa praised me: "What a caring child." Many people in the car cast a approving look.
My mother often teaches me to be kind, modest and polite, grateful and open-minded, in order to be truly happy. I will try my best to help others and give love.
Reflections on Charity Reading 4 Charity is real sharing. For us, it may be just a little effort to turn out the old clothes at home, donate them after cleaning and disinfection, give out our pocket money, share our belongings with others and give them to those who need them more: but for those who are helped, it is more than just a dress and a few dollars.
I was quite moved by the story of the theme activity "Destroying the King's Grassroots Charity" in the third edition of Charity Reader. Ren Yan picked up the happiness of so many people with her own hands. She is not rich by selling junk for a living, but she insists on helping people in trouble with her meager income. She said, "When I see someone in trouble, I want to help him. If I don't help him, I will feel uncomfortable. " This is the simplest and most direct reason why she helps others. Ren Yan explained the meaning of sharing in a simple sentence.
Sharing is like the sunshine in winter, which warms people's hearts most. She just wants to feel at ease and let others live well. Although life at home was tight, her son walked to school for two months before buying a bicycle, but she never hesitated between generosity and meanness. Sometimes, sharing is just a wish. I hope everyone has a good life.
There is a story that happiness, sadness, knowledge and love live on an island. The island is about to sink. Love asks for help. No one gave her a helping hand until time came and saved her love. Love asks, why should time help me? Knowledge replied meaningfully: Because time knows the value of love best.
I still remember that during the Wenchuan earthquake in 2008, the call for "one party is in trouble and all parties support" aroused strong repercussions throughout the country. My mother and I saw the activity of donating clothes on TV, and immediately wrote down the address and sorted out some old clothes that we didn't usually wear. I dare not say how much these clothes helped them, but at least I remember that my mood at that time was an unspeakable satisfaction-maybe helping others really has mysterious charm.
A year ago, I got a call from the head teacher in primary school. She said that one of our former classmates was in poor health and hoped that we could go and see him. The classmate who got the call made an appointment to visit the sick classmate together. His face was slightly swollen from illness, and he lay quietly on the bed, as if there was a sadness in his brow. His mother motioned us to sit down and busy peeling fruit. Everyone didn't know what to say, but simply said hello to us. A humorous classmate began to tell jokes to enliven the atmosphere, and everyone talked about interesting things after entering junior high school. It is not easy for him to smile because his right face is swollen, but we can all see joy in his eyes. Being able to share happiness with others is not a happy thing.
In our campus, such a warm thing happened. After Teng Yang, a student in Class 8, Grade 20 14, fell ill, the whole school began to raise money, and everyone gave a helping hand. It may be a small amount, but we entrusted our prayers to him.
Time is like a sieve, which misses the glitz that we once thought was important and leaves us full of love and dedication. Sharing is not necessarily reflected in times of crisis. You can also share your happiness and happiness with others at ordinary times, so that more students can share and share. Let's start from around and share happiness and love with people around us.
After reading charity books, there is always no shortage of "love" around us. Give a helping hand when others need help; Give your seat to those in need when taking the bus; Donate your pocket money when others are in urgent need of money to tide over difficulties. This is love, and this is the so-called charity.
Bathed in the "City of Love", I opened the charity book. This book collects many love stories, love songs, love fairy tales and so on. From home and abroad. Among them, what impressed me the most was Grateful Heart, which I often talked about when I was a child. I came from an accident like dust. The familiar melody still lingers in my mind.
Love is the purest, most indestructible and most beautiful language in the world. It doesn't have to be vigorous, stormy. Its most direct and smallest details can be shown, which makes us realize that everything in the world is born of love. Without love, we will become stingy and greedy among people.
My mother worked hard to raise me, taking care of my brother and my life every day: cooking and washing clothes for me; Care about my study; Read with me and teach me to play the piano. But sometimes I just don't appreciate it: I think my mother's cooking is not delicious, I think my mother is too wordy, and I blame my mother for asking too much of myself. Sometimes I even quarrel with my mother and make her angry. Now that I think about it, I am really naughty. My mother gave me too much love, and what did I return to my mother? Yes, it is shameful for people who don't cherish maternal love! I don't want to be a person who is not filial to my elders anymore. I also want to repay my mother's love with actions: listen to my mother and do something for her.
Besides giving birth to my mother, I also have my good friend Xiaoyan. Her parents' divorce made her taciturn, melancholy, lonely, introverted and unwilling to communicate with others. In order to make her happy, I took her to play with many other friends. Call her more often and chat with her. Slowly, she became fond of laughing again. In fact, Xiaoyan is not unwilling to communicate with others, but the broken family has left a shadow in her heart, but even so, as long as we support and protect her, she is still so friendly.
Love is eternal, whether it is given or received, it is beautiful. It has become a "gift" and will always accompany you on the long road of life.
If you are on the other side of melancholy, "love" will consciously lend you a helping hand and let you sail smoothly to the other side of self-confidence. If you are like Cinderella in fairy tales, then "love" will prompt you to light a match in your heart and fantasize about becoming the happiest person in the world, thus increasing your confidence. I believe there are still many people who love you in the world. If you are a bird with broken wings, your love for the blue sky and your desire to fly back to the embrace of the blue sky will make you recover soon and fly freely.
Reflections on Charity Reader 6 When I opened this Charity Reader again, I saw many stories that made me cry, which made me understand love and the meaning of love. There is a story in the book that touched me the most, and it is an ordinary short story that lingers in my mind-"My duty is love".
This story moved me very much. What moved me was not only Teresa's kindness, but also her greatness and selflessness. If we can have a loving heart like Teresa, full of love and spread love, we will become a kind, selfless and caring person. Make this world a better place! Wherever there is a disaster, we actively donate our pocket money to help people in need. There is no need to donate a lot of money. Even if you donate only one dollar, you have the heart and sincerity to help people in trouble. This is also a part of kindness, and it is also a way to express and convey love for others. Let's accumulate all the bits and pieces of love and spread our love to the whole world together! Let all people in trouble feel our love!
I have a friend whose mother is also fighting for charity. Her years of hard work made her the captain of a charity organization. My friends always tell me proudly that the former battalion chief received a phone call on the day when her mother officially became a member of a charity organization. There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, and she vaguely heard a few screams and the sound of houses collapsing. The former team leader immediately asked the team members to find out where the signal came from and told other team members to get ready and go to the disaster area. Her mother is one of them.
Her mother didn't even ask the name of a team member or introduce herself. I don't know how to help others. She does whatever others ask her to do, from carrying food to rescuing people by the rescue team without saying anything, which makes it easier to save people. She gradually became an "errand boy" running around, but she did her best. She was too busy to talk that day, but she felt very happy.
Later, she and her mother went to many primary schools, met many poor people and helped those in need. Lots and lots. Once, they went to a dilapidated school and saw dilapidated "desks" and dilapidated benches. The classroom floor is covered with sand and mud. What a natural venue. There are several big holes in the ceiling, and water drips from time to time. The teacher holds several pots to hold water. There are no windows on the windowsill, only a few floating rags barely keep out the wind. Those ragged and scrawny children step on this ground barefoot every day, and the soles of their feet have already worn out blood bubbles, which are even more bloody and casually wrapped in rags. The desk is always wobbly, but I still listen to the teacher carefully. When she, her mother and the team members saw this scene and the innocent eyes of the children, her mother and the team members were moved to tears at the scene and donated all their money to the children. The teachers quickly thanked them. This is also a way to love children! Later, her spirit of helping others more than anyone else made her a battalion chief.
Love is warm and moistens people's hearts; Love is hope and encouragement; Love is a pure angel who touches and heals people's broken hearts with her kind and loving hands. This is love.
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