One day in the summer of last year, Wang, my friend, was watching a football match with his father.
The match was too exciting for his father’s heart to bear so he suddenly fell down to the ground for the heart attack. 120 was soon dialed but Wang’s father passed away at last. It was too cruel for Wang to see his father die in front of him, and also too difficult for me to accept the fact, because just several hours before his death, he picked Wang and me up at Pu Dong Airport and sent us back home. At that time, he was so healthy that no one would expect that he would die a few hours later.
A few days later, I found something wrong with my body.It was a cyst as big as a coin found under my cheek. I felt very worried because, as I know, a cyst in that place was very dangerous. I was put into hospital after the doctor decided to remove it. After I entered the room of patients, I was jaw dropping because the looks of the patients were frightening, one person has a lump as big as a baseball on his face; another patient’s eyes were bruised too badly to be seen and an old man’s teeth had been all knocked off because the doctor would do an operation in his throat. I felt lucky and was even satisfied with my illness in this situation.
Life is really precious and delicate.
Some people are bornblind or deaf. Some pass away in a minute. Some live in great pain even they are alive. We have no qualification to complain about some little unfairness in our life if we are healthy.
We should care for our lives and make use of it as plentifully as possible.