出了屋门,天是彻骨得寒冷。每一步,都走得严寒。但一想到要去见那些孩子们,那些没有家人的孤残儿童,我便不再惧怕寒冷,因为这世上有比我感到更寒冷的孩子,见他们,是要用自己的温度捂热他们的心,一颗顽强活下去的心。在这个时候,我哪里敢轻言寒冷呢?即便再冷,在孩子的面前,我也要装出热来,更何况,他们,就是我的某种温度,一种坚强得活,用力得活,无论如何,拼命活下去的决心和勇气...... Out of the house door, the sky is biting cold. Every step, go cold. But when I came to see those children, those orphaned and disabled children without family, I no longer have to fear the cold, because there are children in this world who are colder than I am. When I see them, I want to cover them with my own temperature Heart, a stubborn heart alive. At this time, where do I dare to speak cold? Even cold, in front of the child, I have to put heat, not to mention that they are some of my temperature, a strong, live hard In any case, determination and courage to survive hard ...