我敬畏生命,敬畏荒原上生生不息的野草,敬畏绝壁中迎风摇曳的松柏,最敬畏的是每一个在生死边缘仍然坚持不懈的顽强的生命。第一次见到她是在走廊尽头那间最冷清的病房,她的脸上总是挂着一副倦容,看得出嘴唇因为缺氧发绀的厉害,手指的甲床也像涂了淡紫色的指甲油,我却从其他老师的口中得知,这个小女孩拒绝吸氧。原因?谁也不知道,尽管医生护士对她劝说过多次, In reverence for life, I fear the everlasting weeds on the wilderness, revere the swaying pines and cypresses in the cliffs, and the most revered thing is that every one is still perseverant on the brink of life and death. The first time I saw her was the coldest ward at the end of the corridor, her face was always wearing a tired, can see the lips because of hypoxia cyanosis, nail bed like a finger painted lavender Nail polish, but I learned from the other teacher’s mouth, the little girl refused to oxygen. Reasons? No one knows, although doctors and nurses persuaded her many times,