Unlucky: The thunder is rolling in Chongqing tonight, and a wireless router that was thinking about was completely burping. I took advantage of the thunder and quickly updated it.

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The tenderness of the font did not reduce this touch a little. The watermark on the homework book seemed to tell the story of the owner. Women are the most emotional animals. Whether she admits it or not, tears can show everything.

I didn't expect that this school would bring so much touch and so many tears to myself. The mountains are a natural danger that blocks the world. On this side of the mountain, children who long to get out of the mountains are people who long to have the same life. On the other side of the mountain, they are prosperous, brilliant, luxurious and festering. Every day, many people live and dream in the city with bright lights and wine, and every day there are so many people who abandon dignity for money.

I don’t know if that sentence moved Li Siqi, and I don’t know if this story gave her a different idea. There seemed to be a voice in her heart, crying and stirring her body. What should I do and what should I do for these students. This voice circulated in my mind for a long time, and this voice kept shouting in the deepest part of my heart.

The tears in his eyes were not dry yet, and Li Siqi took out a notebook from the pile of homework books, opened the thin cover, and another story jumped into her eyes.

My future. I don’t know if there is still a future, because I am already confused about it. My home is at the foot of Rentou Mountain, where the forests are dense and weeds are overgrown. My father is a labor camper who has been called countless times by people. My mother is a simple and hardworking ordinary woman in the mountains. I also have grandpa and grandma.

Coming here to study was my mother's request. She told me that if I want to change my life, reading was the only way out. But I really want to say that I really don't want to study. I don't want to see my mother working day and night alone, and I don't want to see my grandparents who are in their seventies going up the mountain to dig medicines and pick mushrooms for my living expenses at school.

My mother is not old, but a woman in her thirties has long been covered with silver hair. My most beloved grandfather, an old man in his seventies, works in the mountains in the wind and rain for me. Every time I look at my grandfather's calloused hands and legs that hurt on rainy days, I can't help but tears in my eyes. My grandmother is a kind old man, her eyes are already blurred, but in order to go to school, grandmother picks mushrooms on the mountain day after day, just to earn one or two more yuan, she fell in the mountain stream more than once.

I really don’t want to go to school, and I don’t want to bring serious living burdens to my family due to my reasons. But with my mother’s persistence, I had to come to school and take a place I didn’t like.

My future? Do I still have a future? Do I still have the right to talk about my future? This sentence I once asked myself, which was also what I once wanted to find the answer. Until one day, I walked into this school and saw the young teacher. The teacher was very special. He did not only teach things in books like other teachers. He said that teaching and educating people, first of all, we must teach people why we learn, first of all, we must understand our dreams and where our future lies.

It was at this moment that I gradually understood why my mother wanted me to learn, because we were poor in the mountains and because we didn’t understand our future. We just worked day after day, year after year, but did not think about why we worked and why we lived. The teacher’s words made me start thinking again, what kind of person I want to be and where my future lies. After a long time of thinking, I finally found my dream and found the direction I will work hard in the future.

I should not continue to be silent. I should study hard. I should step out of this natural danger. I should live for my mother. I should live for my grandparents. I should be a doctor. I should treat my grandfather’s cold legs. I should let my grandmother see every color in the world clearly. Dad, if I still have a father, then I will live for you and fight for you. Although you did not grow up with me, I know you are watching me. I should study hard and study hard and study seriously. I hope that one day our family can be united and sit happily together, so that my mother’s face will have a smile, and that my grandparents will no longer be sad and crying because of the New Year.

Two different stories come to two different students. But they have very similar places because they are both shouts from the deepest part of the soul. Walking out of the mountains, I want to walk out of the mountains, walk out of this poor world, find a trace of light for my family, and myself. The fonts are very young, but it is not difficult for us to see that behind these fonts are young and tender, there are thousands of voices. They are eager to learn, and they are eager to change their destiny.

Li Siqi trembledly picked up the stack of textbooks and read the not-so-exquisite articles in the textbooks again and again. My future, my dreams, my outlook on life, and dozens of different stories on three themes, connected into a magnificent force. This force shakes the mountains and shakes Li Siqi's heart.

Every story is a history, every story is an experience. When you are in a prosperous and beautiful place, do you still know that there are countless people in the depths of the mountains working hard to break through this shackles every day? When you are drunk and dreaming, you seem to understand that there are still a group of children and a group of people striving for life.

Tears wet her eyes again and again, and the indescribable feeling made people feel uncomfortable. Li Siqi didn't want to wipe away the tears in her eyes. She just wanted to cry and shout a few loudly. Perhaps this was the unexpected gain Yang Bin said, or perhaps this was the reason why Yang Bin called herself. His original intention should be to let herself extend a helping hand to help these children in the mountains realize their dreams.

But what can I do? Money? Although I have been short of money since I was a child, I did not have hundreds of thousands or millions of funding. Mobilizing social forces to let kind-hearted people come to help them? This method seems feasible, but it doesn’t last long. But after thinking about it, it seems that money is not what children want most. What they need most to get out of the mountains is to arm themselves and use their knowledge mind to change their existing lives.

Faced with these dozens of essays, Li Siqi's thoughts gradually became clear. She seemed to understand where the sound of the shout came from. She seemed to understand why the shout came from. They longed for knowledge and wanted to obtain knowledge, but only knowledge is their most backbone power, and it is the deadly magic weapon to break this natural danger.
Chapter completed!