keep your face to the sun so that you don’t see the shadow.

This is a famous American writer Helen Keller’s famous saying. It is well known that Helen Keller is the embodiment of strong will and optimism. Although she was blind, deaf and dumb, she never gave in to her fate and always maintained an optimistic attitude. This is a true portrayal of his optimism. May all of us face life with such a positive attitude and hope that this sentence will become a common phrase on our lips.

& # 8212N & #8212; from teacher Wen Ruohe’s “give you a little more eloquence”, in the headline series.

Author brief introduction: Wen Ruohe, famous speech power theory research and training expert, open mouth on the founder of speech power training institute, every month in Peking University, Fudan University, to help the social elite learn to speak, easy to break into the workplace. The book has “can speak, won the world”, “competitive speech easy clearance” to your eloquence added “material” and other best-selling books. Author: wenruohe@126.com personal Microsignal: pkuspeech

On September 28, Liu Fang taught in a psychological tutorial. For ten years, she went from light to darkness. Far from being engulfed by darkness, she lived with an unprecedented luster. With superhuman perseverance, she taught, wrote books, and helped poor children. She worked better than many normal people, lighting up countless people with a warm heart. Her name is Liu Fang, a blind female teacher in No.3 Middle School in Baiyun District, Guiyang, Guizhou Province, known as “Helen Keller in the mountains of China.” Xinhua Reporter Wang Quanchao Photo

For a whole decade, Liu Fang went from light to darkness.

One year at the graduation ceremony, a shy girl blushed and asked her, “can you see if I donate a cornea to you?”

“Thank you, good boy. The teacher’s illness is not a matter of the cornea.”

The little girl thought about it, then looked up and said, “then I’ll give you an eyeball.”

Speaking of this matter, has been smiling to face the reporter Liu Fang suddenly red eyes.

She is only an ordinary female teacher in rural middle school in Guizhou. Why is she called Helen Keller in the mountains of China? Why are there so many extraordinary stories in her ordinary life?

from Light to Dark

In 2007, Liu Fang had a dream over and over again: night, no way to find home. As soon as I looked up, I suddenly saw the stars all over the sky. She grabbed the people around her and told each other that it would be a fine day tomorrow.

At that time, she was blind.

She knew ten years ago that day would come. It turned out that she was a bit blind at night. In 1997, she had a “ripple of water” in front of her eyes. The aperture of silver, gold and blue was like a “flower of evil”, with layers of petals constantly blooming. She looked at the world as if it were a fish tank.

A judgment of fate from heaven-incurable disease.

Doctors say this is called retinitis pigmentosa, with an incidence of just 1/1000000.

A soft leg, Liu Fang nearly collapsed.

She was 26 years old and had just worked for four years in No.3 Middle School in Baiyun District, Guiyang. She married someone in love, and her 8-month-old son was babbling in swaddling clothes.

In the dead of night, she bitten the horns and wept in the dark.

She used to be a happy, simple girl with an apple face, a petite figure, and laughter, painting, writing poetry, calligraphy, singing and dancing.

She likes to teach, and she teaches differently. To correct a composition, draw a cartoon face before writing a comment to show the overall impression. There are bright smiles, ordinary smiles, tight corners of the mouth, withered faces, painful twists, some with chicken crowns and sheep horn braids. The students looked at the relaxed humor with a smile.

Blind, how to draw a smiling face?

She studied painting for two years, hoping to keep the colorful world with a brush. The most carefully painted is an owl: yellow and brown feathers standing on the withered branches, the background is blue sky, the most moving is the eyes-round and large, as if to see through all the darkness.

The field of vision is getting narrower and the vision is blurred from year to year.

In 2001, she read the last paper book, The Smiling、Proud Wanderer.

In 2006, the last two words she saw were the “language” on the cover of the textbook.

In 2007, she was completely surrounded by darkness.

That year a video has been preserved: the students are over, Liu Fang picked up his bag from the platform, fumbled to the door, looked back at the empty classroom she could not see, slowly closed the door.

On September 28, Liu Fang interacted with students in a psychological tutorial. Xinhua Reporter Wang Quanchao Photo

seize Light in Darkness

When I first met Liu Fang, many people didn’t believe that he was blind.

At home, she sweeps the floor, wash clothes, pour boiling water, make coffee, cook vegetables, exercise on the treadmill, and she is almost as skilled as anyone else. With the help of blind software, she texted faster than many other people. At school, she can approach 100 meters alone, go down two floors, turn around 5 bends, and easily find a public toilet.

Few people understand how she survived over the years.

At the beginning of 2008, when the snow disaster, the district water outage, she was carrying a bucket, groping for the next 6 floor to carry water. A giant lump of ice was crumbling over her head. It was freezing and cold. She slipped one step at a time. Finally, she was so tired that she fainted to the ground.

I don’t know how many times she tripped, knocked down, hit the wall, burned out blisters, touched the cup, and now she’s still covered in bruises on her shank. Desperate, depressed, discouraged, she thought about giving up. But on second thought, again relieved: “crying is also a day, smile is also a day.” If you can’t change your life, change your attitude. “

What is even more surprising is that her class results are not only not retrogressive, but also taught two single language subjects in the first place, in the Baiyun three has not been surpassed.

When she was advised to fall ill or rest, she declined: “then my life will really end.”

If a blind man wants to stay on the podium, it will undoubtedly take more than a few times as much effort as the average person.

She sometimes writes askew and sometimes overlaps together. Once, did not pay attention to the edge of the platform, a foot empty, fell on the trash can. The student ran to help her and said, “the last two words have been written on the wall.”

Many years later, her students said, “the blackboard written by Miss Liu is the most beautiful picture in our youth memory.”

Eyes sink into darkness, only the heart can grasp the light.

When she was not completely blind, the students once found that Miss Liu had taken her textbook upside down and kept talking, so she knew that she was not reading at all, but reciting the text.

In order to teach a good book, Liu Fang learned all of the three years of junior high school classical Chinese, other key points, difficulties also remember one by one, a few large thick handout all packed in the heart. Eyesight is getting worse and worse, but the lesson is getting more and more wonderful.

Speaking, learning, teasing, singing, she almost became a crosstalk actor, the classroom filled with laughter and laughter. “the eyes are not good, the class must be vivid, can attract dozens of eyes to me here.”

She corrected her composition with her ears. The students read aloud, and she and the class immediately commented on it.

“be more emotional!” “did anyone think about it from his point of view?” She moved the class like a band conductor.

“it’s my turn!” “I have a different opinion!” The students responded warmly.

Listening, speaking, reading and writing, many kinds of training at the same time, than unidirectional teacher evaluation effect is better.

Students are becoming more and more fond of her. Heard that she may no longer be the head teacher, the students ran to ask the principal, crying said: “must leave Miss Liu ah!” After graduation, they took their younger brother and sister to Liu Fang’s hands and called them into her class.

On September 28, Liu Fang went to the classroom with the help of students. Xinhua Reporter Wang Quanchao Photo

Open a Heart door

One day in 2009, Zhang Yujia, a young teacher, turned to Liu Fang for help, her voice shaking: “there is a girl in our class who wants to kill herself.”

To find the girl Liu Fang reached out and touched the thick gauze on her slender wrist. The normally quiet little girl came from a reorganized family, and she felt she was a superfluous person.

Liu Fang covered her eyes with a piece of cloth and said, “just follow me all day and try how I live.”

A day later, Liu Fang asked, “is it easy?”

“not easy.”

“I live like this every day. I can live well, you have eyes, beautiful and lovely, you can live a better life than me, why give up on themselves? “

The girl’s tears fell on Liu Fang’s hands.

Liu Fang visited the girl’s house again. She could not see the road, but she could only let Zhang Yujia lead her. When it was dark, they drove for more than an hour, walked through the narrow country path and counted the poles before they found the remote village.

Liu Fang told parents that their children are not short of anything, what they lack is a little love. She took her mother’s hand to the scar of her daughter’s wrist and said, “Don’t you love her?”

“Love.” Simple peasant women have never exposed their feelings in life, and when the word “love” was exported, the dust-laden heart door finally opened, mother and daughter hugged together and cried.

Since 2008, he Daichen, the principal, has given Liu Fang a pioneering job-psychological counseling. At that time, the psychological guidance of rural schools in Guizhou is basically blank. Baiyun three middle school is located in the combination of urban and rural areas, adolescence and social transition period intertwined, more than 1,000 students with psychological problems.

Liu Fang summed up his work in four words-listening with love.

In her “growth portfolio”, students crammed into various notes and confided “secrets” that they did not want to tell to Liu Fang-“I can’t hold back my good feelings about her.” My heart always floats up and down, and I don’t know what to do. ” Or, “Today, my favorite grandmother died. I wanted to be strong, but I couldn’t stop my tears.” And, “now my parents are very kind to me, but as I grow older, I suddenly want to go back to my biological parents.”

It is rare for a blind person to be comforted. However, anyone in the face of a more vulnerable than their own need for help, no matter how difficult things should be figured out?

Once a stranger tried to commit suicide because of emotional frustration and sent a text message to Liu Fang by mistake. The phone calls, she admonishes carefully: “you are just an early blooming flower.” Do you realize that you are not yourself? “

Before and after three months, Liu Fang and this never met the girl talk, finally, the girl has a laugh: “teacher Liu, I promise you, live well.”

Liu Fang more than once received such a message: “is you, in my heart lit a lamp.”

September 28, after lunch, Liu Fang and two colleagues in the school playground for a walk and chat. Xinhua Reporter Wang Quanchao Photo

[strong] the poor children, the little love

Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Fang told the story of a mooncake.

One year, she arranged the composition is “the Mid-Autumn Festival feeling”, the boy Chen Xiang wrote: “Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone is eating moon cakes.” And I don’t know what mooncakes taste, sweet? Sour? See a lot of people do not like to eat, put the moon cake in the trash can, I want to pick up to eat.

Liu Fang read bitterly, so he went to his home. His parents were working outside, and he lived with the old man in a shabby farmhouse. Liu Fang heard the sound on the window a little strange, touch, not even glass, a few pieces of plastic paper fluttering in the wind. The next day, she brought Chen Xiang a big moon cake.

The boy bit a mouthful, and with tears in his eyes, he said, “Miss Liu, the moon cake is sweet.”

Many years later, Chen Xiang worked and called to invite his teacher to dinner. Liu Fang smiled: “take me to whatever you like.”

After pausing for a second, Chen Xiang said: “I think the best food is moon cakes.”

Guizhou is a large province with poor population in China. Students from rural areas and migrant workers from the Baiyun third Middle School, a lot of poor students. Liu Fang always does more to poor children.

There was a disabled boy who had lost a leg since he was a child. Liu Fang paid for his junior high school tuition for three years and saved money to help him with his prosthetic limb. A mid-range prosthesis is equivalent to Liu Fang’s half-year salary. Not expected, this triggered the “love relay.” When a cadre heard of the matter, he asked for a share of the cost. Not long after, the director of the prosthetic factory came: “I made a high-grade prosthesis for my child for free.”

Finally able to walk on both feet, the boy ran to Liu Fang: “can I call your mother?”

More than two students call her “mother”.

Not long ago, on Teachers’ Day, Yuan Fengmei, who had graduated from university and became a teacher, sent a text message: “Liu Ma, thank you for your fate.”

When she was in the third year of school, Yuan Fengmei’s father died, and Liu Fang took care of her as a daughter. Yuan Fengmei recalled: “when I was the most difficult, Liu Ma was always around.” She seldom touched my grief, and contained me like the sun. “

Before the middle school test, Liu Fang hugs Yuan Fengmei to ask: “is there any problem?”

“you have to trust your daughter.” Yuan Fengmei said, “you can’t see your eyes, and you have taught us so well.” Why should I not learn well? “

That bit by bit of love, in the children’s hearts left a long time warm.

An orphan wrote in his diary: “teacher Liu, since junior high school three years, has been our whole class of more than forty students watching you all, but you can not see our face.” You can only understand our love for you with your heart, using the voice to identify who we are. I want to do something for you, but I can do nothing an orphan want to do, the only thing can do is silently pray for you, hope that one day, you can restore.

On September 28, Liu Fang had a heart-to-heart conversation with 13-year-old Yang Jiaqi.

has regrets, more love and strength

Zeng Xianglei, Liu Fang’s lifelong regret.

That is a dream boy, like music and art, once wrote in an essay: “some people said, life is a sea.” I think in this vast sea of people is a sea of music, it is singing the symphony of life. “

But he dropped out of school in the second year. In this poor mountain, students often work with adults when they are very young. A frequent part of Liu Fang’s and colleagues’ home visits is to coax parents into getting their children back into class.

Liu Fang found Zeng Xianglei and said to him, “read the book well first, then you can pursue your dream better.”

A student in the school died accidentally, Liu Fang specially selected Zeng Xianglei to represent the class to send wreaths. The sensitive boy understood her hard work and wrote in another essay: “Miss Liu is to make me cherish my life and not to do anything meaningless.”

After graduating from junior high school, Zeng Xianglei went to high school and got a job.

Liu Fang did not think that she could reverse the willfulness of adolescence, but could not overcome the deep-rooted poverty.

One day in 2011, Liu Fang’s cell phone rang and heard a mother choking.

Zeng Xianglei is dead.

He went to work on a bridge building site and fell from a height of 40 meters in an accident.

When sorting out the relics, people found a letter that had not been sent in time, two pages of paper, written a week before his death, written to Liu Fang: “I skipped classes again and again, and you called me back again and again, without scolding me at all.” I’m working now. I’m happy. But every time I think about your bad eyes, I feel bad. When I earn money, I will cure you of your illness. I am your son. If you say anything, I’ll be here. “

This is his last wish known to all.

Liu Fang’s other regret is his son.

She saw her son’s face for the last time. He was only seven or eight years old, and now she was in college. Though she could touch her son’s nose, mouth and stubble, she could only imagine whether he was handsome or not. Black? She regretted not seeing her son grow up with her own eyes, and still less of being able to take care of her son like other mothers. For more than a decade, every memory of my son has been accompanied by sweetness and stinging pain.

Only 3 years old, A Niu will say: “the mother does not hold, the baby walks by itself.”

From the age of five or six, he sent his mother to work every morning, and then went to school, rain or shine.

At that time in the Baiyun area, people often see this scene: a small child holding her mother’s hand, left and right looking over the zebra crossing. When he had a car, he said, “Mom, don’t move.” Can pass, shout: “Mom run!”

Liu Fang’s husband works outside all the year round. In the years before his mother moved in, Liu Fang took care of his children alone. Children who are honed and precocious have a deeper love for their mothers.

“my mother was a very ordinary person, but she did something extraordinary.” In the composition of elementary school, Aniu wrote, “her eyes see the world is dark, but her heart will shine everywhere.”

Since Liu Fang insisted on standing on the platform, on the continuous criticism: “A blind person, what books still teach ah?” But she has a stubborn self-esteem-the more pressure, the more straight! And from the side of love and support, is her source of strength.

Many colleagues have been Liu Fang’s “secretary”, help her print materials, collate teaching plans, lead her to dinner, shopping, chat. The students scrambled to help her, lead her to the podium, and put chalk and black eraser in a fixed position so that she could reach for it as soon as she reached for it.

Her kindness, optimism and strength also infected everyone around her. A colleague’s daughter had an operation and there was not enough plasma. She was the first to sign up for blood donation. The whole school knows her passbook password, and anyone who needs it can borrow it.

“Liu Fang gives us a lot of strength.” My colleague, Mao Yanhong, said, “she lives in earnest. What reason do we have to be casual?”

On the evening of September 29, Liu Fang wrote with the help of software for the blind. Xinhua Reporter Wang Quanchao Photo

A river surging & lt; / strong >

Liu Fang loves reading.

Even after she became blind, she used to go to bookstores. Open a book, bury your face in it, take a deep breath, and when the ink perfects your chest, it seems to fly out, encircling her like a firefly, making her intoxicated.

She wrote her first poem in the fifth grade and later published some small works in the press. When the computer installed software for the blind, it became her greatest pleasure to often knock on something. Amazingly, she has completed two novels, one in 170000 words, the other in 280000 words, one of which has been published.

In July 2011, she and some of her colleagues of the same age went to the field to participate in training, chat, everyone talked about the common years of youth. Someone suggested casually: “you also write about our youth.”

That night, she lost sleep, more than ten years of life like a tsunami stormy heart. Face by face, groups of students come and go, every corner of the campus, the remote village in the mountains, the laughter, the tears … One by one, like a call to the same mind, let her surging, blood flow.

When she got home, she turned on her computer and wrote more than two thousand words in one breath. Since then, in teaching, doing housework, urging children to do homework, she insisted on writing every day, smooth can write 5000 words a day.

On a silent night, she sat cross-legged at a small table, her fingers touching a specially marked keyboard, listening to the mechanical sound of reading, and knocking along the way. The darkness seems to open a stage, the story is staged in turn, like a river running on and off. All she had to do was record them.

More than 80 percent of the “pomegranate green”, written in eight months, is true-a group of “post-70s” young teachers stick to the joys and sorrows and joys and sorrows of the western countryside.

The book is brightly colored and humorous, and many subtle observations are sharper than other writers.

Helen Keller once wrote in “if I had three days of Light” that a bright friend walked through the woods for an hour and said, “see nothing special.” To her, a tree bark, a flower, a bird’s jump, a stream’s coolness, were all so beautiful, like “an extremely moving and endless play.”

Liu Fang deeply resonated: “people with bright eyes always take the world’s diversity is for granted, only after blindness to know how to cherish.”

“like dust.” She said, “A lot of people shake quilts and pat pillows and complain, ‘what a big ash!’” For me, every dust is alive, hopping in memory. I saw dust in the sun before, and I never noticed it, but now the dust flutters with the wind. “

Many of the details that had been overlooked were remembered in writing.

She could not help laughing at the strange and embarrassing scenes; the children who were thirsty and helpless, the mountain villages where the beauty and poverty intertwined, and the colleagues who had to leave because of the heavy burden of life.

One night in April 2011, Liu Fang collapsed on the sofa after typing the last word. The mood from the hero’s sentimental world slowly ebb, return to calm, like floating in a gentle river with the current. She seemed to have revisited her life, and now there was only a gray “ripple of water” in front of her eyes. And the halo of the top lamp on the eyelid, like a new hope, beckons from afar.

In the preface to the novel, she writes a sentence: “A river is a river when it is running on the ground, or a river when it flows underground, and finally they all run to the sea, where their souls are equal.” (Xinhua News Agency Reporter Li Keyong and Li Chunhui)

For ten years, she went from light to darkness.

It is said that the person who is blind the day after tomorrow is the most painful, but she not only was not swallowed by the darkness, but with a warm heart illuminated countless people around.

Why are there so many extraordinary stories in her ordinary life?

Her name is Liu Fang, a female teacher in Guizhou Rural Middle School, known as Helen Keller in the mountains of China.

seize Light in Darkness

In 2007, a fate judgment fell from the sky, doctors said Liu Fang’s eye disease called retinitis pigmentosa, the incidence of only 1/1000000. She was 26 years old and had just worked for four years in No.3 Middle School in Baiyun District, Guiyang. She married someone in love, and her 8-month-old son was babbling in swaddling clothes.

Liu Fang’s vision is getting narrower every day, and his vision is getting blurred year by year.

In 2001, she read the last paper book, The Smiling、Proud Wanderer.

In 2006, the last two words she saw were the “language” on the cover of the textbook.

In 2007, she was completely surrounded by darkness.

But many people who first meet Liu Fang do not believe that they are blind.

At home, she sweeps the floor, wash clothes, pour boiling water, make coffee, cook vegetables, exercise on the treadmill, and she is almost as skilled as anyone else. With the help of blind software, she texted faster than many other people. At school, she can approach 100 meters alone, go down two floors, turn around 5 bends, and easily find a public toilet.

Few people understand how she survived over the years.

At the beginning of 2008, when the snow disaster, the district water outage, she was carrying a bucket, groping for the next 6 floor to carry water. A giant lump of ice was crumbling over her head. It was freezing and cold. She slipped one step at a time. Finally, she was so tired that she fainted to the ground.

I don’t know how many times she tripped, knocked down, hit the wall, burned out blisters, touched the cup, and now she’s still covered in bruises on her shank. Desperate, depressed, discouraged, she thought about giving up. But on second thought, again relieved: “crying is also a day, smile is also a day.” If you can’t change your life, change your attitude. ”

When she was advised to fall ill or rest, she declined: “then my life will really end.”

If a blind man wants to stay on the podium, it will undoubtedly take more than a few times as much effort as the average person.

She sometimes writes askew and sometimes overlaps together. Once, did not pay attention to the edge of the platform, a foot empty, fell on the trash can. The student ran to help her and said, “the last two words have been written on the wall.”

Eyes sink into darkness, only the heart can grasp the light.

When she was not completely blind, the students once found that Miss Liu had taken her textbook upside down and kept talking, so she knew that she was not reading at all, but reciting the text.

In order to teach a good book, Liu Fang learned all of the three years of junior high school classical Chinese, other key points, difficulties also remember one by one, a few large thick handout all packed in the heart. Eyesight is getting worse and worse, but the lesson is getting more and more wonderful.

Speaking, learning, teasing, singing, she almost became a crosstalk actor, the classroom filled with laughter and laughter. “the eyes are not good, the class must be vivid, can attract dozens of eyes to me here.”

She corrected her composition with her ears. The students read aloud, and she and the class immediately commented on it. Listening, speaking, reading and writing, many kinds of training at the same time, than unidirectional teacher evaluation effect is better.

In her vision constant decline, her class scores not only did not retreat, but taught two language subjects in the first place, in Baiyun three has not been surpassed.

Students are becoming more and more fond of her. Heard that she may no longer be the head teacher, the students ran to ask the principal, crying said: “must leave Miss Liu ah!” After graduation, they took their younger brother and sister to Liu Fang’s hands and called them into her class.

Open a Heart door

Due to the serious impact of visual acuity, Liu Fang accepted the school arrangement from 2008, as a psychological guidance teacher for students, “leading the way” for students. It is rare for a blind person to be comforted by a blind person.

One day in 2009, Zhang Yujia, a young teacher, turned to Liu Fang for help, her voice shaking: “there is a girl in our class who wants to kill herself.”

To find the girl Liu Fang reached out and touched the thick gauze on her slender wrist. The normally quiet little girl came from a reorganized family, and she felt she was a superfluous person.

Liu Fang covered her eyes with a piece of cloth and said, “just follow me all day and try how I live.”

A day later, Liu Fang asked, “is it easy?”

“not easy.”

“I live like this every day. I can live well, you have eyes, beautiful and lovely, you can live a better life than me, why give up on themselves? ”

The girl’s tears fell on Liu Fang’s hands.

Liu Fang visited the girl’s house again. She could not see the road, but she could only let Zhang Yujia lead her. When it was dark, they drove for more than an hour, walked through the narrow country path and counted the poles before they found the remote village.

Liu Fang told parents that their children are not short of anything, what they lack is a little love. She took her mother’s hand to the scar of her daughter’s wrist and said, “Don’t you love her?”

“Love.” Simple peasant women have never exposed their feelings in life, and when the word “love” was exported, the dust-laden heart door finally opened, mother and daughter hugged together and cried.

At that time, the psychological guidance of rural schools in Guizhou is basically blank. Baiyun third Middle School is located in the urban and rural areas, adolescence and social transformation intertwined, more than 1,000 students with psychological problems.

Liu Fang summed up his work in four words-listening with love.

In her “growth portfolio”, students crammed into various notes and confided “secrets” that they did not want to tell to Liu Fang-“I can’t hold back my good feelings about her.” My heart always floats up and down, and I don’t know what to do. ” Or, “Today, my favorite grandmother died. I wanted to be strong, but I couldn’t stop my tears.” And, “now my parents are very kind to me, but as I grow older, I suddenly want to go back to my biological parents.”

Students from rural areas and migrant workers from the Baiyun third Middle School, a lot of poor students. Liu Fang always does more to poor children.

Not long ago, on Teachers’ Day, Yuan Fengmei, who had graduated from university and became a teacher, sent a text message: “Liu Ma, thank you for appearing in your fate.”

When she was in the third year of school, Yuan Fengmei’s father died, and Liu Fang took care of her as a daughter. Yuan Fengmei recalled: “when I was the most difficult, Liu Ma was always around.” She seldom touched my grief, and contained me like the sun. ”

Before the middle school test, Liu Fang hugs Yuan Fengmei to ask: “is there any problem?”

“you have to trust your daughter.” Yuan Fengmei said, “you can’t see your eyes, and you have taught us so well.” Why should I not learn well? ”

That bit by bit of love, in the children’s hearts left a long time warm.

Love and Power

Liu Fang saw the face of his son, Niu, for the last time. He was only seven or eight years old, and now he is in college. For more than a decade, every memory of my son has been accompanied by sweetness and stinging pain.

Only 3 years old, A Niu will say: “the mother does not hold, the baby walks by itself.” At that time in the Baiyun area, people often see this scene: a small child holding her mother’s hand, left and right looking over the zebra crossing. When he had a car, he said, “Mom, don’t move.” Can pass, shout: “Mom run!”

Liu Fang’s husband works outside all the year round. In the years before his mother moved in, Liu Fang took care of his children alone. Children who are honed and precocious have a deeper love for their mothers.

“my mother was a very ordinary person, but she did something extraordinary.” In the composition of elementary school, Aniu wrote, “her eyes see the world is dark, but her heart will shine everywhere.”

Since Liu Fang insisted on standing on the platform, on the continuous criticism: “A blind person, what books still teach ah?” But she has a stubborn self-esteem-the more pressure, the more straight! And from the side of love and support, is her source of strength.

Many colleagues have been Liu Fang’s “secretary”, help her print materials, collate teaching plans, lead her to dinner, shopping, chat. The students scrambled to help her, lead her to the podium, and put chalk and black eraser in a fixed position so that she could reach for it as soon as she reached for it.

Her kindness, optimism and strength also infected everyone around her. A colleague’s daughter had an operation and there was not enough plasma. She was the first to sign up for blood donation. The whole school knows her passbook password, and anyone who needs it can borrow it.

“Liu Fang gives us a lot of strength.” My colleague, Mao Yanhong, said, “she lives in earnest. What reason do we have to be casual?”

Liu Fang loves reading. Even after she became blind, she used to go to bookstores. Open a book, bury your face in it, take a deep breath, and when the ink perfects your chest, it seems to fly out, encircling her like a firefly, making her intoxicated.

She wrote her first poem in the fifth grade and later published some small works in the press. When the computer installed software for the blind, it became her greatest pleasure to often knock on something. Amazingly, she has completed two novels, one in 170000 words, the other in 280000 words, one of which has been published.

More than 80% of the “pomegranate green”, which lasted for eight months, was true-a group of “post-70s” young teachers stuck to the joys and sorrows and joys and sorrows of the western countryside. The book is brightly colored and humorous, and many subtle observations are sharper than other writers.

In the preface to the novel, she writes a sentence: “A river is a river when it is running on the ground, or a river when it flows underground, and finally they all run to the sea, where their souls are equal.” (Xinhua News Agency reporter Li Keyong Li Chunhui)

HelenKeller doesn’t know what words are. When she was 19 months old, an acute illness took away her hearing and vision, which hampered her ability to learn to speak. So she invented gestures for everyday communication, but they were just gestures. A world full of perceptible objects trapped her, words and thoughts became an area she could not touch.

When Helen was 6 years old in 1887 , her parents hired a young tutor and lifelong close friend of Helen, AnneSullivan. Anne tried to make Helen read by writing on the palm of little Helen’s hand. Helen can write a few words in this way, but she doesn’t understand these are words. “I didn’t know I was writing. I didn’t even know it existed,” she explained later. “I was just like a monkey, mimicking the movement of my fingers.”

One day Helen and Anne were divided between the words “cup” and “water”. Helen couldn’t relate the spelling to her corresponding object. In a later class, Helen was depressed and broke her doll. Annie tried a new way.

She took Helen to the well house and she led Helen under the tap as she pumped water. After filling Helen’s cup with water, Anne spelt “w-a-t-e-r”-“Water” on Helen’s other hand. Suddenly Helen had a whole new understanding. “the cold water flushed her palm, and the feeling that came along seemed to surprise her,” Anne said. She threw away the cup and stood stupidly. A new light appeared on her face. ” Helen then explained, “I stood still, absorbed in the movement of her fingers.” Suddenly, I suddenly realized that there was a magical feeling in my mind, I suddenly understood the mystery of words and languages, knowing that ‘water’ is this cool and wonderful thing that is flowing through my hand. Water awakens my soul and gives me light, hope, joy and freedom. “

At that amazing moment Helen realized that the symbols she scribbled on her palm represented objects in the world and she could use them to think and communicate with others.

“I left the well house, eager to learn more. It turns out that everything in the universe has its own name, and each name can enlighten me on new ideas. I began to look at everything with novelty. When I come back to the house, everything I touch seems to be alive. “

In this way, a blind girl can “see”. Helen then learned to read Braille, write, speak, and even if she could not hear, she learned to read lips. After graduating from college, she wrote a number of critical books on society and religion. Celebrities such as MarkTwain, AlexanderGrahamBell and Charlie CharlieChaplin all have friends with her. President LyndonJohnson awarded her the Presidential Medal of Freedom. She inspires generations, hopes, and aims. All of this has come true because of the epiphany.

“it happened with a click.” “all of a sudden everything is on the right track.” “it’s a spark of inspiration. A flash of lightning. The light is there. ” “like a light bulb.” “I had an epiphany.” “all of a sudden, I looked at things in a new way.”

All of these expressions are related to a form of creativity, which is commonly referred to as “insight” and what psychologists call “comprehension”. It means that you suddenly understand something you didn’t understand, start thinking about a familiar thing in a new way, or combine multiple familiar things into something new. Insight is a leap forward in ideas, a breakthrough in creativity, and an injection of momentum into our lives and history. Insight brings gravity theory to IsaacNewton, Beatles melody to PaulMcCartney, and understanding of human suffering to the Buddha. Basically everyone has moments when they can and really change our lives.

A lot of text tries to explain how understanding happens and how to make better use of it. Almost all explanations are based on personal views and informal observations, rather than scientific, definitive facts. No matter how entertaining or inspiring those popular works are, science today brings us far more progress than anecdotes. Those observations and observations are not bad; they can serve as a starting point for further investigation. But the scientific method is more complete, the science society carries on the viewpoint and the observation as far as possible to carry on the experiment to complete the research work.

The field of personal science has undergone tremendous developments, often as a result of the stimulation of new technologies. The invention of telescopes inspired astronomers, and the invention of microscopes inspired biologists. The past 1/4 centuries have witnessed the emergence of a new field-cognitive neuroscience. The emergence of techniques to measure brain activity promotes the emergence and development of cognitive neuroscience. The emergence of functional magnetic resonance imaging (fMRI) and precise electroencephalogram (EEG) has enabled us to explore how the brain can perceive, remember, think, feel and produce insight. We and other colleagues have been using brain imaging and other techniques a decade ago to study the current brain activity in humans. Combined with behavioral research in cognitive psychology, brain imaging research has revealed unexpected aspects of perception that cannot be achieved by measuring human behavior alone.

There are two purposes in writing this book. First, based on new research in cognitive neuroscience and psychology, explain what insight and inspiration are and how it works in the brain. Second, how to use the information in the book to improve their creativity and problem-solving ability. The two objectives are closely intertwined. True and false media reports boast that new research has found a variety of factors that can boost creativity: relaxation, vacations, looking at blue-colored things, and so on. In fact, there are strategies to improve creativity, but they only work at the right time, and the key is to understand how they affect people’s thinking. Inadvertent changes can lead to the opposite of what is expected. We aim to provide a scientific understanding of your creative potential at home and at work. We can learn a lot from people who have a lot of insight experiences that we call “savvy people,” and we can learn a lot by analyzing how they think and how they differ from “analysts” who tend to be more cautious and systematic.

Article from: “Super comprehension”

By Mark Biemann & amp; John Cournius

Helen Keller

One day in February 1882, Helen, who was only two years old, developed scarlet fever, which was dangerous at the time. After a period of treatment, Helen Keller’s life was saved, but she became a deaf, dumb, blind girl.

Little Helen Keller

As she grew up, she wanted to walk, but when she started to walk, she was always bruised. My mother knew the place of every piece of furniture every day with little Helen Keller, and after a month she was able to walk freely around the house. At the age of five, she knew where she placed each piece of clothes because she folded them one by one. Put it away.

Helen Keller is a strong child. Although she can’t hear, read or speak, she is eager to communicate with people, so she often communicates with her parents with gestures, but sometimes her parents don’t understand what she means. The strong little Helen Keller cried sadly. Later her parents brought her a very experienced Miss Anne Sullivan who taught deaf and mute children. The first time she met, Miss Sullivan brought a doll to little Helen Keller. Little Helen Keller was so happy with the doll that Miss Sullivan took her hand and wrote the word “doll”. But Helen Keller Jr. finally mastered the learning method, so she pulled Miss Sullivan and asked her to spell everything around her, such as tables, chairs, beds, clothes and so on.

Miss Sullivan also often takes little Helen Keller to the garden to meet the living things of flowers, trees, roses, birds and so on, which arouses her interest in learning. Miss Sullivan began teaching her Braille, and soon Helen Keller, Jr., began to read Braille.

Mr. Sullivan.

May 26, 1888, when Helen Keller was 8 years old, unwilling to be satisfied, she was admitted to Palkins College, Sullivan’s alma mater, and began her formal study. At the same time, Miss Sullivan was still with her to read the book.

Miss Sullivan is an experienced warm-hearted person who lets little Helen Keller touch her face and feel the movement of her tongue, mouth and face as she speaks, and then make Helen Keller imitate her pronunciation. Helen Keller soon learned six words. Inspired by Miss Sullivan, Helen Keller began to learn to speak. Of course, it was very difficult for a teenager who was deaf, dumb and blind, but Helen strong > Keller practiced tenaciously and persistently every day, and at last she was able to speak in full.

Sullivan teaches Helen Keller

Then she learned five languages, French, English, German, Greek, Latin, and algebra, geometry, physics, and so on, all of which were taught by the teacher. Miss Sullivan wrote below in Helen’s Keller’s palm. In the meantime, she wrote her composition and translated on a typewriter as she studied. On June 29, 1896, at the age of 16, she was finally admitted to Harvard University through a long and arduous effort, which shocked New York City.

in 1897, Harvard blind student Helen Keller completed hundreds of thousands of words of autobiographical novel “the Story of my Life”. After the publication of the novel, it aroused a strong response in the United States, Helen Keller also won the respect of countless people.

HelenKeller

Helen Keller.

Shefoughtforwomen'sright,crusadedforthecausesofworkers,promotedequalityforminorities,andchampionedtheunderprivilegedandtheoppressed.ShealsoearnedseveralprestigiousawardsfromcountriesasdiverseasJapan,Brazil,andLebanon.Animpressivelistofachievementsforanyhuman,allthiswasaccomplishedbyawomanwhowasblindanddeaf.

She fought for women’s rights, engaged in the cause of workers, promoted equal rights for vulnerable groups, and supported the suffering and oppressed. She also won several awards from Japan, Brazil, Lebanon and other countries. It was an impressive achievement for anyone, but it was made by a woman who was blind and deaf.

HelenKellerwasbornahealthychildin1880inAlabama.Strickenbyillnessatthetenderageofnineteenmonths,Helenlostherabilitytosee,hear,andspeak.Growingupunabletocomprehendtheworldaroundher,Helenbecamewildandunruly,untilherparentsfoundhelp.

Helen Keller was born a healthy child in Alabama in 1880. But when she was 19 months old, she had a terrible illness, and Helen lost sight, hearing, and speech. As she grew up, she was unable to understand everything around her, became manic and difficult to discipline, and eventually her parents had to turn to others.

TheycontactedDr.AlexanderGrahamBell,thefamousinventorandteacherofthedeaf,whointroducedthemtoaninstitutefortheblindinBoston,Massachusetts.Astudentthere,AnnieSullivan,wasaskedtohelp.Anniewouldlaterbecomeknownasthe“MiracleWorker.”

They were introduced to a blind institution in Boston, Massachusetts, after contacting Dr. Alexander Bell, a well-known inventor and deaf teacher. Anne Sullivan, a student at the institution, was invited to help. She was the famous “miracle worker”.

AnnieSullivantaughtHelenhowtoconnectobjectswithlettersbyspellingwordsintoHelen'shands.Helen'sbreakthroughcamewhenAnnieheldherhandunderawaterpumpwhilespelling“water”intoherotherhandrepeatedly.Helensuddenlyunderstood,andfromthenonprogressedbyleapsandbounds.

Sullivan spelt in Helen’s hand to teach her how to associate objects with letters. Once Anne put Helen’s hand under the pump outlet and repeated the spelling of water on her other hand when Helen suddenly realized that she had made a major breakthrough in her study. Since then, she has made rapid progress.

HavingmasteredboththemanualandBraillealphabets,Helenbecameproficientinreadingandwriting,andbeganlearninghowtospeakin1890.HelenenteredRadcliffeCollegeand,assistedbyAnnieSullivan,graduatedcumlaudein1904.Shewasthefirstblind-deafpersonevertograduatefromcollege.

Helen became proficient in reading and writing after she learned finger spelling and Braille, and in 1890 she began to learn to speak. Helen, assisted by Sullivan, entered Radcliffe (Radcliffe) College and graduated with honors in 1904. She became the first blind mute to graduate from college.

HelenKellerspenttherestofherlifeasawriter,lecturer,andadvocateforthedeafandblindandotherdisadvantagedgroups.Shetraveledtonumerouscountriesonbehalfofthedisabled,andfoundedtheHelenKellerEndowmentFundfortheAmericanFoundationfortheBlindin1930.ShediedonJune1,1968,anoutstandingexampleoftheunconquerablehumanspirit.

Helen Keller spent the rest of her life writing and speaking in solidarity with the blind, deaf and other, vulnerable groups. On behalf of the disabled, she traveled overseas and founded the Helen Keller Endowment for the American Blind Foundation in 1930. Helen Keller, who died on June 1, 1968, is arguably the best example of human perseverance.

“if you give me three days of Light” is the autobiography of American writer Helen Keller (HelenKeller1880-1968). When she was one and a half years old, Helen Keller lost her hearing and eyesight because of illness and became deaf, dumb and blind. Living in a silent world until the arrival of Miss Sullivan slowly changed her fate. Not only did she learn to speak and write, she went to college, and she became a writer, philanthropist, educator, speaker, and social activist. Her classic essay, “if it gives me three days of Light”, inspires countless young people to succeed.

Helen Keller has only 19 months of light. If she were given three days of light, she would like to see the people who made her life valuable the first day, the uncertainty of light and the sunrise the next day, and the third day she wanted to explore and study. As a blind person, imagine what you would do if you had three days to see the world-including seeing the people who helped you, and feeling nature and tasting the world of art.

ThreeDaystoSee (Excerpts)

Allofushavereadthrillingstoriesinwhichtheherohadonlyalimitedandspecifiedtimetolive.Sometimesitwasaslongasayear,sometimesasshortas24hours.Butalwayswewereinterestedindiscoveringjusthowthedoomedherochosetospendhislastdaysorhislasthours.Ispeak,ofcourse,offreemenwhohaveachoice,notcondemnedcriminalswhosesphereofactivitiesisstrictlydelimited.

Suchstoriessetusthinking,wonderingwhatweshoulddoundersimilarcircumstances.Whatevents,whatexperiences,whatassociationsshouldwecrowdintothoselasthoursasmortalbeings,Whathappinessshouldwefindinreviewingthepast?Whatregrets?

SometimesIhavethoughtitwouldbeanexcellentruletoliveeachdayasifweshoulddietomorrow.Suchanattitudewouldemphasizesharplythevaluesoflife.Weshouldliveeachdaywithgentleness,vigorandakeennessofappreciationwhichareoftenlostwhentimestretchesbeforeusintheconstantpanoramaofmoredaysandmonthsandyearstocome.Therearethose,ofcourse,whowouldadopttheEpicureanmottoof “Eat,drink,andbemerry”. Butmostpeoplewouldbechastenedbythecertaintyofimpendingdeath.

Instoriesthedoomedheroisusuallysavedatthelastminutebysomestrokeoffortune,butalmostalwayshissenseofvaluesischanged.Hebecomesmoreappreciativeofthemeaningoflifeanditspermanentspiritualvalues.Ithasoftenbeennotedthatthosewholive,orhavelived,intheshadowofdeathbringamellowsweetnesstoeverythingtheydo.

Mostofus,however,takelifeforgranted.Weknowthatonedaywemustdie,butusuallywepicturethatdayasfarinthefuture.Whenweareinbuoyanthealth,deathisallbutunimaginable.Weseldomthinkofit.Thedaysstretchoutinanendlessvista.Sowegoaboutourpettytasks,hardlyawareofourlistlessattitudetowardlife.

Thesamelethargy,Iamafraid,characterizestheuseofallourfacultiesandsenses.Onlythedeafappreciatehearing,onlytheblindrealizethemanifoldblessingsthatlieinsight.Particularlydoesthisobservationapplytothosewhohavelostsightandhearinginadultlife.Butthosewhohaveneversufferedimpairmentofsightorhearingseldommakethefullestuseoftheseblessedfaculties.Theireyesandearstakeinallsightsandsoundshazily,withoutconcentrationandwithlittleappreciation.Itisthesameoldstoryofnotbeinggratefulforwhatwehaveuntilweloseit,ofnotbeingconsciousofhealthuntilweareill.

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Translation:

We have all read shocking stories in which the protagonist can only live a limited period of time, sometimes as long as a year, sometimes as short as a day. But we always want to know, doomed to leave the world will choose how to spend their last time. Of course, I am talking about free people who have the right to choose, not death row prisoners whose range of activities is strictly limited.

Such stories make us wonder what we should do in a similar situation. As a dead person, what should we do, what experiences or associations we should do in the hours before we die? Memories of the past, what makes us happy? What makes us regret it?

Sometimes I think that it is an excellent rule of life to treat every day as the last day of life. This attitude makes people pay special attention to the value of life. We should live with grace, energy and gratitude every day. But when time passes in front of us with endless days, months and years, we often do not have this feeling. There are, of course, people who follow the hedonistic creed of “eat, drink, enjoy,” but the vast majority will still be punished by impending death.

In the story, the dying hero is usually saved at the last minute by sudden fall of luck, but his values often change, he becomes more understanding of the meaning of life and its eternal spiritual value. We often notice that those who live or have lived in the shadow of death are happy no matter what they do.

However, most of us take life for granted. We know that one day we will face death, but always think that day is still in the distant future. When we are strong and healthy, death is unthinkable, and we seldom take it into account. The days seem endless. So we are too busy with trifles to realize our indifference to life.

I fear that the same apathy exists in the use of our senses and consciousness. Only the deaf understand the importance of hearing, and only the blind understand the value of vision. This is especially true for those who lose sight or suffer from hearing in adulthood and rarely make full use of these valuable abilities. Their eyes and ears vaguely felt the scene and sound around them, absent-minded and ungrateful. It just happens that we only know how to cherish it after we lose it, and we realize the value of health only after we get sick.

I have often thought that it would be a blessing if everyone had a few days of deafness when they were young. Darkness will make him more grateful for the light, silence will tell him the beauty of his voice.