Children In the Poor Areas

When i was sorting through the old photos today ,i found some photos which were taken in Yunnan in 2008 .It was when i was sent  to do support education in a remote village.Looking at these pictures reminds me of those simplechildren , their innocent faces and their eager thirst  to knowledge.

I still remember the first day when we reached the village, the children's shy and curious faces ; I remember the excited expression when they saw the textbooks and reading materials that we brought them;I remember the time when they were addicted to a book , which they read so thoroughly; I remember their thirst for knowledge and books; I remember the scene ,when they were attended classes seriously ,even in the simple and crude classroom, and made note of every word the teacher wrote on the blackboard ; I remember they were around me after school,they  stopped asking questions and asked me to tell them stories and the outside world.

Those lovely children, they were warm and inviting after school,and  took us to see Buddhist temple;They also took us to other beautiful places ,so that we could take pictures and warmly invited us to their home,to have  dinner  ;I could hear sadness in their voice when they asked: Teacher,will you come next time?" on the day we left ; They  write on the blackboard "** teacher, I love you " and then brought us to see with shyness;They could shouted loudly, "Thank you teacher, for allowing us to gain so much  knowledge, and brings us so many happiness!Teacher, you worked hard. " 
seeing these photos now,  still bring on a nostalgic mood. even after leaving for so long ,but, after being away for such a long time,my life has retured to it's day to day normality , how about them I wonder?Do they still play with the worn basketball under the broken hoop?Do they still carry five pounds of water on their  twelve-year-old shoulders ?Do they still play" jump rubber band" in the so called "playground ",which is not even the size of a block  of cement, within the dust raised air?I do not know what kind of impact our visit that summer brought to their lives , All I know is, in fact,from that experience  i gained so much more than I could possibly give .

I looked at the gray sky outside the window and suddenly ,i started to miss that blue sky , where there is noclouds to cover  up the sun, and where we could see the stars at night, as well as  those dirty little faces, bursting out with their  pure smile.

All that is unfinished,will be continued ... ...
As those children have a dream, I know I will go back someday, isn't it?