Very early this morning, I read a posting by two teachers. The first one posted some comments on the book, and the second one posted some comments on the first one, and their teaching life, he or she mentioned the students around whose family can't afford their study fee.
I can feel their love from heart to the students. And it reminds mine.
I once served in a university, and there're also some students can't well afford their living. And That time, I also thought, I should be a millionair, then help them.
From then on, many years past, I sometimes do some public service, and sometimes offer small help to the disable or the poor around, sometimes feel guilty to mysefl that I did not live well, the thoughts that time almost fade away.
Today it comes vividly to me again.