It turned out that the squad leader of Da Biao and the squad leader next door were called by the instructor, and almost all the squad leaders were called to a meeting. And the purpose of the meeting is also for one of the class leaders of our college. This class president is an advertising major, and he is at the same level as us, and we often worked together when we were in the student union, and later we often came to our dormitory to sleep, and over time we became acquainted. Da Biao's squad leader told us that the advertisement's squad leader had esophageal cancer and had been suspended from school and hospitalized. In the spirit of friendship and mutual help among students, the college organized a donation and called on all classes to actively participate, hoping that the class leader of the advertisement could actively fight against the disease with everyone's encouragement until he recovered.

I remember when I was in elementary school, there was also a classmate who was diagnosed with cancer, and since the school learned about her condition, she would report her story of fighting the disease on the campus radio every day, and educate us to learn from her that optimistic and confident attitude. After all, I wasn't a classmate in my class, I had never met, and I was still in my grade at the time, so I couldn't understand the horror of the word "cancer", so I just felt that it was good to lie in the hospital for a few days like I had food poisoning, and I was even a little jealous of that classmate, so I didn't need to worry about homework and exams. And because of her special report, the school's lunchtime radio temporarily canceled the part of telling jokes and playing cheerful campus songs, so that we could only team up in the corridor to fight and play clapping games during our lunch break...... After that, the school also organized all teachers and students to donate for her, and I am still very impressed by the donation that day.

It was an afternoon, and the school deliberately set aside a class time. A handmade donation box sits in a small square in front of the building, and the principal and other school leaders stand on either side of the donation box. Students from each class lined up in front of their classrooms and then proceeded to the small plaza in order. At that time, everyone's pocket money was only one or two yuan, which was already considered wealthy, so the money donated was all to go home and ask for their parents. At that time, there was no WeChat, even mobile phones were not popular, and parents could not contact each other, and they could not guess the "unified standard" of the donation, and they were afraid that their children would spend it indiscriminately, so they could only give a little according to their own situation, or even not give it. So when it came time to donate in the end, there were one or two yuan, five yuan and ten yuan, and a few "local tyrants" also took out the whole Zhang Dajie and the red hairy grandfather, which made some of the teachers who had poor salaries at that time a little embarrassed. The whole donation process was orderly, and although there were nearly a thousand people in the school combined, it was very quiet. It was as if everyone had been instructed not to speak, so they lined up quietly, quietly donated, and listened quietly to the principal's speech. In the eyes of the teachers at that time, every student was a good child who was obedient and sensible.

However, when the donation ceremony was over, we thought it was all over. The next day, we were completely revealed, and continued to fight in the corridor without heart and lungs, playing clapping games, and even formed "four heavenly kings", "four kings", "eighteen arhats" and other "titles of rivers and lakes", and the clapping game has already evolved from "you shoot one, I shoot one", "Mermaid in the sea" and other girly games to a variety of "wave boxing", "laser gun", "laser ray" and other various "clapping upgrade games", which feels much more fun than the current various script killings and board games. "The thief in the first grade, the thief in the second grade, the beauty in the third grade is not chased, and the handsome guy in the fourth grade is lined up to ......" These nursery rhymes that don't know how to achieve national unity have also begun to spread. It is hard to imagine how solemn the day before was in the school, and how heavy the mood of these children was the day before. Soon after, the school radio also began to broadcast intermittent entertainment.

A few days later, the homeroom teacher told us that the student had amputated her leg to prevent the spread of cancer cells, and she was still optimistic and cheerful with only one leg left, and we thought she would get better slowly. I still imagined in my mind that this classmate would go back to school surrounded by teachers and students on crutches, and I began to admire this classmate in my heart. But in the end, the head teacher brought us the worst news.

This is the first time that cancer has been so close to me, and I have only seen it in TV dramas before. Later, as I grew older, there were more cases around me, and even my sister-in-law, grandfather and other relatives passed away one after another. I have been exposed to the knowledge of cancer by my relatives, and I have learned more and more about cancer. It is said that the site of the disease is not systemic, and there is hope for early detection. But its terrible lethality also made me feel a little awe, but only slightly, and it had no effect on the usual bad habits.

Because we used to work in the student union, we had a good relationship, so Da Biao's squad leader, Lao Zhao and I donated more, Eric and Lin Ye are not familiar with the advertising squad leader, and basically have no intersection, but after all, classmates have also done their best. As for Mr. Liu, because he was often absent from the dormitory, the information was a little lagging behind, and in the end, the squad leader Da Biao helped him express his heart. All the donations were made in one day, and with the exception of the advertising major, the situation of all the classes was basically the same as our dormitory. In the end, the condolence team composed of nine class leaders of our grade went to visit this former comrade-in-arms on behalf of the whole grade with the money raised. Before leaving, the squad leader asked me if I wanted to go, but I didn't make a clear response, first of all, I was afraid that I wouldn't know what to say at that time, and secondly, Lin Ye and Lao Zhao also felt that it was not good to have more people in that environment.

This winter seems to be particularly cold.

After the big biao squad leader came back, he briefly introduced the condition of the advertising squad leader, which is said to be not very optimistic. Because it is in the esophagus, I can only eat liquids, and now I have completely lost my chubby appearance before, and the cheekbones on my face are already obvious. If it weren't for the guidance of teachers and parents, no one else would have recognized it. According to the description of the squad leader Da Biao, we all understand what the final result is, but people always expect good things, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, they will hold on to it.

During the hospitalization, the advertising squad leader would also post the status on everyone from time to time, so that everyone could understand his status, and there was no lack of humor in his words, full of yearning for a better life. A lot of times I thought his condition was starting to get better, until I didn't see any updates on his status......

Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of people, and when they get used to it, they will really grow up. But, sometimes we really don't want to grow up.