At the end of the day, both the elderly and the volunteers were full of reluctance to each other.

But there is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed, and the old people understand this truth, and these young people also understand it.

If the first day of volunteering is a difficult problem, let everyone realize that volunteering is not easy, the second day of volunteering is a melodious tune, and the end of the song lingers, making people feel the meaning of volunteering from the bottom of their hearts, and the aftertaste is endless.

Day 3, Day 4

They went to all kinds of places, met all kinds of people, heard all kinds of stories, learned all kinds of skills, and lived every day to the fullest and satisfied, even when they were tired.

But that kind of mental fullness completely filled the physical exhaustion, and even Zhou Qian didn't complain anymore, and was extremely grateful to Song Tingchuan.

Thank you to him for allowing him to have such a strange and meaningful journey.

They also went to the treatment center for depressed patients where Su Nan had given them a vaccination in advance, where they met real depressed patients.

I remember that there was a time when the "mourning" culture was crazy on the Internet, and a group of people who had only experienced a few setbacks talked about "their hearts like ashes" day by day, but when they came into contact with these people who really had their hearts like ashes, there was like a boulder pressing on their chests, making them breathless.

The despair in their eyes, as well as the dead silence revealed from all over their bodies, are undoubtedly devastating and distressing.

Emotions are contagious, this sentence is never wrong, even if Su Nan has been vaccinated in advance, when everyone leaves that place, the mood is still very heavy.

One of the youngest depressed patients, who was only five years old, should have been in the preschool, but now he has lost all his vitality, and he is quietly listening to the psychiatrist's teaching.

But she was very silent, she refused to say anything the psychiatrist asked, and if she didn't speak, the doctor couldn't get close to her heart, let alone prescribe the right medicine.

However, to everyone's relief, before they left, Song Tingchuan finally used his magic to get the little girl's first smile.

It was really an angelic smile, a beam of light shining into everyone's hearts.

I really wanted the little girl to keep her smile, but time was running out, and everyone left with regret and anticipation.

Regret is regret that I can't do my part anymore, and I look forward to the day when these people come out.

The heart is heavy, but this is not the final destination, they still have a way to go.

Su Nan encouraged him again, so that everyone could adjust their mood and welcome the rising sun of the next day.

The last stop of the volunteer service was the Angel Children's Welfare Home in Junshi.

It was only here that everyone understood why this was the last stop.

What do you think of a children's welfare home?

In the bright classroom, the beautiful and gentle female teacher sits in front of the huge piano, her fingers jump and play pleasant notes, and then the children in front of the desk sing along with the melody with the most innocent voice

In front of the classroom is a green grassy meadow, children sit on the grass or play or play, laughter and laughter are full of ears, and occasionally there are cute white doves flying by, embellishing this childlike picture

Seriously, before this group of volunteers approached here, I really thought that this was what the children's welfare home was like.

But it turns out that TV will always be TV and reality will always be reality.

There is nothing wrong with art coming from life, but art is often higher than life.