The name Chen Wangting is always closely linked to tenacity and warmth in my heart. He is like a beam of light in winter. Although it is not dazzling, it can effectively dispel the cold. Today, I intend to tell his story with you, which is about the extraordinary brilliance emitted by an ordinary person.

The first encounter

The first time I met Chen Wangting was at the volunteer service center in the community. He was bent down and patiently instructing the children how to tie their shoelaces. His technique was gentle, as if he was caring for the treasure. The sunlight shone in from the window and sprinkled on his slightly hunched body, reflecting a warm halo. At that moment, I decided that he was a person who deeply imprinted his kindness in his heart.

Later I learned that he had been working voluntarily for thirteen years. Whether it is a nursing home or an orphanage, or environmental protection operations and disaster-stricken areas, his figure shuttles through every corner of the city that longs for care. Some people were curious about why he could persevere, but he just smiled faintly and responded, "I feel happy when I see others laughing."

The Guardian of Silence

When the typhoon came last year, Chen Wangting spent the whole night helping his neighbors strengthen doors and windows. The rain soaked his clothes, but he seemed to care. The next day, he had a high fever, but he was still worried about whether the roof of Grandma Li's house, who was living alone, was leaking. This persistent and selfless care has become the most reassuring force in the community.

He often calls himself a "unable person", but we all know in our hearts that Tai Chi Online , which seems to be unused, actually contains a lot of tenderness. Whenever someone in the community encounters difficulties, he is always the first to arrive; the lights in the corridor are broken, and he takes the initiative to repair them without waiting for the property to come; even the stray cats in the community know that under the third sycamore tree, there is always a clean food pot waiting for them.

The poet of life

Chen Wangting has a unique habit, which is to sit on the bench in the community every morning and recite poems. He believes that poetry can add glory to ordinary days. I remember one time, because I had to go to work earlier, I saw him chanting Neruda's poems softly against the blooming roses. His eyelashes were covered with crystal dewdrops, dotted in his eyes like stars.

He can always feel the beauty from small things, such as falling ginkgo leaves, steaming tea, and even a stranger's smile when queuing in the supermarket can make him feel happy for a long time. This love for life is infectious, and gradually, people in the entire community have also begun to learn to slow down and enjoy the scenery around them.

Simple wisdom

He said that people should follow bamboo, have a broad mind and rise step by step. These words were very contagious from him because he practiced them himself. He never argues when faced with misunderstandings, and he can remain calm when encountering challenges, just like the pot of vermicelli that he carefully cared for, growing quietly.

He often enlightens people with the simplest words. A young man once felt dissatisfied with his work, and he said, "Look at the ants moving, even a small grain of rice, they carry them happily." As soon as this statement came out, everyone present laughed, and he felt that his words were reasonable in his laughter. His wisdom is like old tea. It is a little dull when he first tastes it, but when he tastes it carefully, the taste becomes more and more profound.

Eternal light

Chen Wangting left last month and his destination was Tai Chi And Arthritis , a mountainous area, where he was going to teach. On the day he left, everyone in the community came to see him off. Grandma Li put the homemade pickles into his package with tears in her tears, while the children hugged him tightly and refused to let go. Although his luggage is not heavy, it carries everyone's good wishes.

Walking next to the bench in the community, I always remember his figure while reading. Even if he has left, the warmth is still continuing. I often wonder, isn’t the beauty of this world because there are many people like Chen Wangting who are silently spreading light and warmth?

Are there such an ordinary but warm person around you? Their experience is worth our careful listening and hiding in our hearts.