China: Community embraces orphan
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Late last month, a husband-wife migrant laborer couple from China’s poverty-stricken Henan province working in Beijing killed themselves, leaving two teenage children to fend for themselves. Last week, Beijing-based Sohu
blogger Li Yuanyuan took her camera and went to the younger child’s school to see how the community has reacted. In less than a week, the
post has already received over 1,200 comments and been viewed over 48,000 times.“æˆ'长大åŽè¦æŠŠè‡ªå·±çš„爱心é€ç»™éœ€è¦å¸®åŠ©çš„人，就åƒå¤§å®¶ä»Šå¤©æŠŠçˆ±å¿ƒé€ç»™æˆ'ä¸€æ ·ã€‚â€é¢è„¸æ³ªæ°´çš„龚京红站在红色的募æç®±æ-边，å'在场的1500ä½™äººæ·±æ·±åœ°éž äº†ä¸€èº¬ï¼Œåœ¨åœºçš„å¾ˆå¤šäººæµç€çœ¼æ³ªé¼"起了çƒçƒˆçš„掌声。
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“When I grow up, I want to send my love to people who need help, just like everyone who’s sending me love today.” Standing beside the red donation box with a
face covered in tears, Gong Jinghong gives a deep bow to the more than 1500 people present, many of whom cry as they enthusiastically applaud.
â€"This was the scene at 3 pm today at the Zhenhua School for Children of Migrant Laborers in Dongxiaokou village, Changping district.
â€"This was the scene at 3 pm today at the Zhenhua School for Children of Migrant Laborers in Dongxiaokou village, Changping district.
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Father-mother, unable to stand poverty, swallow poison together, leave behind a ten year-old girl
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“I want a home, a place that doesn’t need to be that big, when I’m hurt, I can think of it…” As I walked up to the door of Zhenhua school, this
is the song I heard, and my heart instantly throbbed with grief.
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I know this song was prepared especially for today’s fundraising activity, just as I’m here especially for the fundraiser. Gong Jing, the ten year-old little girl
being provided with financial aid, from Taqiao township, Shangcai county in Henan province’s Zhumadian city, on the evening of March 28, just half a month ago, had her 47 year-old father and 39
year-old mother together swallow down some insecticide, letting go of this world, casting aside Gong Jinghong and her 16 year-old brother.
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Gong Jinghong’s parents came ten years ago to work in Beijing, and it was in Beijing that Gong Jinghong was born. Several years ago, her father Gong Xiaoyan was struck
with a cerebral hemorrhage, leaving him half paralyzed, unable to work and feed the family and with responsibility to support the family falling upon Gong Jonghing’s mother, who began driving an
unlicensed motorbike to feed the four of them, delivering goods each night until midnight for an extremely low wage, making at most ten yuan each day. Not to mention having chengguans striking out at
unlicensed motorbikes, leading to even the most basic of existence a problem for the family. Due to the family’s needs, Gong Jinghong’s brother dropped out of school early on, taking an
apprenticeship at an electric scooter repair shop. Gong Jinghong, being too young to find any work, in addition to having good marks at school, remained all along at Zhenhua School for Children of
Migrant Laborers, in grade four this year.
“阿姨好，您请å。â€ä¸€ä¸ªé¢ç›¸çœ‹ä¸ŠåŽ»å¾ˆå–„良的女å©åœ¨æˆ'刚进办公室的æ-¶å€™ï¼Œç«™èµ·æ¥ç»™æˆ'让座，æˆ'é"谢之åŽé-®æ ¡é•¿ä¸‡ä¿Šæ°ï¼šâ€œé¾šäº¬çº¢åœ¨å"ªé‡Œï¼Ÿâ€6;¶æ¯çš„10å²å°å¥³å©å'Œçœ¼å‰è¿™ä¸ªåšå¼ºçš„å°å¥³å©è"系在一起，æˆ'çªç„¶ä¸çŸ¥é"该说什么，æˆ'怕æˆ'çš„é-®è¯åˆºä¼¤å¥¹å-伤åŽçš„å¹¼å°å¿ƒçµã€‚
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“Hello, Auntie, please sit down.” Just as I came into the office, a kind-looking little girl stood up and offered me her seat. After thanking her, I asked
Principal Wan Junjie, “where is Gong Jinghong?”
“You’re looking at her,” said Principal Wan, pointing to the little girl who had just given me her seat. With her calm eyes, the attentive and aware Gong Jinghong gave me a great surprise, it being so hard to see a ten year-old girl who in just one night lost both parents in the steadfast child before me. Suddenly, and not knowing why, I was afraid my questions would be another stab to her hurting little soul.
“You’re looking at her,” said Principal Wan, pointing to the little girl who had just given me her seat. With her calm eyes, the attentive and aware Gong Jinghong gave me a great surprise, it being so hard to see a ten year-old girl who in just one night lost both parents in the steadfast child before me. Suddenly, and not knowing why, I was afraid my questions would be another stab to her hurting little soul.
图一：龚京红给æˆ'让座åŽï¼Œé™é™åœ°ç«™åœ¨ä¸€è¾¹ã€‚
Photo one: Gong Jinghong has just given me her seat, standing quietly to one side.
“这是å©åçš„å"å"â€ä¸‡æ ¡é•¿ç»™æˆ'介ç»å在龚京红æ-边的一ä½ä¸å¹´ç"·äººï¼Œé¾šäº¬çº¢çš„å"å"龚喜颜冲ç€æˆ'勉强地ç¬'了ç¬'，æˆ'走上去伸出手与他æ¡æ‰‹ï¼Œé¾šå–œé¢œæƒ³ç«™èµ·æ¥å'Œæˆ'æ¡æ‰‹ï¼Œä½†æ˜¯ç«™å¾-很艰难，这æ-¶å€™ï¼Œæˆ'æ‰å'现他是一ä½åŠèº«ä¸é‚的患者。230;¡æ‰‹ï¼Œé¾šå–œé¢œæƒ³ç«™èµ·æ¥å'Œæˆ'æ¡æ‰‹ï¼Œä½†æ˜¯ç«™å¾-很艰难，这æ-¶å€™ï¼Œæˆ'æ‰å'现他是一ä½åŠèº«ä¸é‚的患者。
“This is the child’s uncle.” Principal Wan introduces me to the middle-aged man sitting next to Gong Jinghong. Jinghong’s uncle Gong Xiyan manages to
force a smile; I walk over and stretch out my hand out to shake his, and Xiyan tries to stand up for this, but has difficulty standing. At this time, I notice he’s paralyzed on one side of his
body.
图二：å在龚京红æ-边的是她的å"å"龚喜颜，龚喜颜为åŠèº«ç˜«ç-ªæ‚£è€…。
Photo two: sitting next Gong Jinghong is her uncle, Gong Xiyan. Gong Xiyan is a hemiplegic.
æˆ'想å'龚喜颜了解龚å°é¢œå¤«å¦‡è‡ªæ€çš„æƒ…å†µï¼Œå› ä¸ºï¼Œæˆ'ä¸æƒ³é-®é¾šäº¬çº¢å¤ªå¤šçš„è¯ï¼Œé¢å¯¹è¿™ä¸ªå°å¥³å©ï¼Œæˆ'ä¸å¿å¿ƒé-®ä¸€äº›è§¦åŠå¥¹ä¼¤ç-›çš„事情。
I want to ask Gong Xiyan about the details behind Mr. and Mrs. Gong Xiaoyan’s suicide because I don’t want to put Gong Jinghong through too much, but seeing this
little girl, I can’t help but asking her some questions about this painful event she’s been through.
“龚京红的父æ¯èµ°äº†ä»¥åŽï¼Œæœ€æ-©æ˜¯è°å'现的？â€æˆ'é-®é¾šå–œé¢œã€‚
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“After Gong Jinghong’s parents were gone, who was the first to notice?” I ask Gong Xiyan.
“Her,” Xiyan says, pointing to Jinghong. I can’t help but ask this 10 year-old girl.
“Can you tell me, at the time, how did you find out?” I carefully ask Jinghong.
“Her,” Xiyan says, pointing to Jinghong. I can’t help but ask this 10 year-old girl.
“Can you tell me, at the time, how did you find out?” I carefully ask Jinghong.
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龚京红æ–æ–ç»ç»å'Šè¯‰æˆ'这些è¯çš„æ-¶å€™ï¼Œä¸€ä¼šçœ‹ç€æˆ'说，一会低ç€å¤´è¯´ï¼Œä¸€ä¼šä¿æŒæ²‰é»˜ï¼Œä½†æ˜¯æ²¡æœ‰æµæ³ªã€‚
“他们在这之å‰ï¼Œæœ‰æ²¡æœ‰å'Œä½ 说过什么？â€
“说过。â€
“说什么？â€
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“When I got up in the morning, I went as usual to get my fifty cents from dad to buy some congee at school. I called them, they were facing the wall; nobody was
answering me, so I nudged them, and they still didn’t answer…..so I climbed up on the bed to look, and around my mom’s nose and mouth there was blood, blood on the blanket and wall,
too. I yelled loudly at them…..pushed them…..but neither of them would answer me. I was so scared……then I got on my bike to find my brother. Then, when I came back with my
brother, we yelled at them, but they still didn’t answer us, and my brother called the police….”
Jinghong staggers her way through the story, sometimes looking up at me, sometimes hanging her head, sometimes going silent, but there are no tears.
“When they were still here, did they say anything to you?”
“Yes.”
“What did they say?”
“A while ago my mom told me that I have to keep studying well, that one day I must go to university. I miss my mom so much now…..” having said this, Jinghong says she can’t go on, and begins to cry, but there’s no sound, continuously wiping her tears with her hands and sleeves.
Jinghong staggers her way through the story, sometimes looking up at me, sometimes hanging her head, sometimes going silent, but there are no tears.
“When they were still here, did they say anything to you?”
“Yes.”
“What did they say?”
“A while ago my mom told me that I have to keep studying well, that one day I must go to university. I miss my mom so much now…..” having said this, Jinghong says she can’t go on, and begins to cry, but there’s no sound, continuously wiping her tears with her hands and sleeves.
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A teacher standing to the side tells me, “the day [her father] Gong Xiaoyan killed himself, he came to the school to see his daughter three times. They
didn’t leave either the son or daughter a will or even a goodbye note.”
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Then, Jinghong cries again as she tells me what happened on the night of the 28th: “that night I went to bed around 9 pm. At midnight, I heard my dad crying, and I woke
up. I some mom standing up on our big bed and dad kneeling in front of her. I didn’t know what was happening, and I didn’t ask. Then, I fell asleep again.”
图三：龚京红æµç€çœ¼æ³ªå'æˆ'å™è¿°äº‹å'åŽçš„情况。
Photo three: Gong Jinghong cries as she recounts to me the details after the fact.
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Photo four: Gong Jinghong wipes her tears with her hand.
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The ten year-old I see before me wipes her tears with her hands, this little girl who’s lost her mother and father. I don’t have the courage to keep on asking.
But, nor do I know how to comfort her, so I say nothing, walk up and hug her shoulders.
At this time, Gong Xiyan sitting to the side begins to cry too. “My brother and sister-in-law felt they couldn’t keep living, to take this step….”
At this time, Gong Xiyan sitting to the side begins to cry too. “My brother and sister-in-law felt they couldn’t keep living, to take this step….”
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Photo five: Gong Xiyan cries as he speaks of his brother and sister-in-law’s desperation in life.
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The Principal tells me that after Mr. and Mrs. Gong Xiaoyan killed themselves by swallowing pesticide, as there was no money to cremate them, it wasn’t until April 9
when Jinghong’s uncle had rushed over from their hometown in Henan to pay that the husband and wife’s corpses were laid to rest. On the 10th, Jinghong’s brother, aunt and uncle took
the couple’s ashes back to their hometown. Because the school was to hold a fundraiser, Jinghong and her uncle Gong
Xiyan stayed in Beijing.
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“If everyone could just give a little love, the world could become a beautiful place….” When I finish talking with the uncle and the girl and walk out of the
office, the song in the school has switched to Wei Wei’s
‘Let the World Fill with Love‘.
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Photo six: at the school fundraiser (1).
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“This child is very smart, she scores in the top five on every test. This is why we don’t want to let her drop out and have put on the fundraiser,” Principal
Wan tells me.
At this time, over a thousand students are sitting nicely inside the school, on whose west side a red five-starred flag flaps in the wind, and below the flag are two school vehicles. Placed beside the school vehicles are several classroom desks, draped in red cloth, the speaker’s podium. Surrounding the podium are students from such institutions as Peking University and Beijing Normal University, as well as staff from several charity organizations. The small school seems very crowded.
At this time, over a thousand students are sitting nicely inside the school, on whose west side a red five-starred flag flaps in the wind, and below the flag are two school vehicles. Placed beside the school vehicles are several classroom desks, draped in red cloth, the speaker’s podium. Surrounding the podium are students from such institutions as Peking University and Beijing Normal University, as well as staff from several charity organizations. The small school seems very crowded.
图七：募æ现场（二）
Photo seven: at the school fundraiser (2).
图八：募æ现场（三） 振åŽå¦æ ¡æ ¡é•¿ä¸‡ä¿Šæ°ä½œå'言：
Photo eight: at the school fundraiser (3) Zhenhua elementary school Principal Wan Junjie gives a speech.
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Photo nine: at the school fundraiser (4) Zhenhua Vice-Principal Hu gives a speech.
图å：募æ现场（äº"） 龚京红å'Œå"å"龚喜颜在募æ现场，父女俩å¬åˆ°è€å¸ˆçš„å'¼å求助之åŽç•™ä¸‹äº†çœ¼æ³ªã€‚
Photo ten: at the school fundraiser (5) Gong Jinghong and her uncle Gong Xiyan at the school, both began crying after hearing the teachers calling for people’s support.
图å一：募æ现场（å…） æ•´é½çš„å在一起的å¦ç"Ÿä¸ºå‹Ÿæ活动é¼"掌。
Photo eleven: at the school fundraiser (6) The neatly-seated students applaud for the fundraiser.
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Photo twelve: at the school fundraiser (7) Students’ parents and migrant laborers working in Beijing also came to the school to take part in the activity.
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Photo thirteen: at the school fundraiser (8) The school Principal takes the lead in making a donation.
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When the fundraiser began, the first to donate were the administration, then the teachers, then those from the universities and charity groups, ending with the students as
they lined up according to their grade and put their own spare change into the donation box.
图å四：募æ现场（ä¹ï¼‰ æ¥è‡ªç¤¾ä¼šæ…ˆå–„机构的人å'˜å'Œè€å¸ˆåœ¨æ款。
Photo fourteen: at the school fundraiser (9) Staff from social charity groups and teachers donate.
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Photo fifteen: at the school fundraiser (10) People from the universities donate.
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Photo: the primary teacher brings money and a list of names of children who made donations.
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Photo sixteen: at the school fundraiser (10) Students begin making donations.
图å七：募æ现场（å一） å¦ç"Ÿå¼€å§‹æ款
Photo seventeen: at the school fundraiser (11) Students begin making donations.
图å八：募æ现场（å二） å¦ç"Ÿå¼€å§‹æ款
Photo eighteen: at the school fundraiser (12) Students begin making donations.
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Photo nineteen: at the school fundraiser (13) Students begin making donations.
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Following the donation program, Gong Jinghong walks up to the from and bows three times in a row to the audience.
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Photo twenty: at the school fundraiser (13) Gong Jinghong bows to the everyone in a display of gratitude.
图二å一：募æ现场（å四） 龚京红å'大家é"谢。
Photo twenty-one: at the school fundraiser (14) Gong Jinghong thanks everyone.
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“Overnight, I lost both my mother and my father. Overnight, I lost my home. Overnight, I became a left and lonely little orphan…”
“Cruel reality has left me in excruciating pain and unable to face it. I’ve cried myself dry, my mind is blank…”
“I’ll remember all you kind people forever, remember this special day. When I grow up, I want to love others just like you have, to help people, deliver them my love…”
Gong Jinghong cries as she finishes her words of thanks, moving everyone present, many of whom start to cry.
“Cruel reality has left me in excruciating pain and unable to face it. I’ve cried myself dry, my mind is blank…”
“I’ll remember all you kind people forever, remember this special day. When I grow up, I want to love others just like you have, to help people, deliver them my love…”
Gong Jinghong cries as she finishes her words of thanks, moving everyone present, many of whom start to cry.
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Photo twenty-two: at the school fundraiser (15) Listening to Gong Jinghong thank everyone, the Principal quietly wipes a tear.
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Photo twenty-three: at the school fundraiser (16) The minute Gong Jinghong came up on stage, the Vice-Principal hung his head and quietly wiped away his tears.
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Photo twenty-four: at the school fundraiser (17) At the moment Gong Jinghong gave her bows, many people began to cry.
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Photo twenty-five: at the school fundraiser (18)
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Photo twenty-six: at the school fundraiser (19) Many students also silently wiped at tears.
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Photo twenty-six: at the school fundraiser (19) Seeing Gong Jinghong crying as she speaks on stage, this boy teared up.
图二å七：募æ现场（二å）龚喜颜在一æ-å¬åˆ°ä¾„女的所说的è¯ï¼ŒæŽ§åˆ¶ä¸ä½å¤±å£°ç-›å"。
Photo twenty-seven: at the school fundraiser (20) Gong Xiyan can’t hold back from bursting into sobs as he listens to what his niece says.
图二å八：募æ现场（二å一）龚喜颜控制ä¸ä½å¤±å£°ç-›å"。
Photo twenty-eight: at the school fundraiser (21) Gong Xiyan can’t stop from choking up.
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Photos twenty-nine, thirty: at the school fundraiser (22,23) After Gong Jinghong finished speaking, some students, parents and migrant manual laborers one after the other go up to the donation box and put in some money.
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Some students, aside from making donations, also gave Jinghong cards and books. One reporter bought some snacks and presented it to Jinghong. Jinghong opened up one box of
jellies and passed them out to the children standing around her. I quietly watched Gong Jinghong, her extraordinary calm, understanding, it made it so much harder for me to bear.
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Photo thirty-one: one reporter bought some snacks for Gong Jinghong.
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Photo thirty-two: Jinghong doesn’t speak, just silently hands out “the goodies” the reporter gave her to the kids around her.
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Photos thirty-three, thirty-four: the children around Jinghong hold the jellies she’s just given them. These kids, like Jinghong, come from afar, coming with their mothers and fathers who came to the rural outskirts of Beijing to seek work.女童ä»ç•™åŒ-京 åšä¿æ´çš„å§'妈æ"¶å…»å°äº¬çº¢
Jinghong remains in Beijing, raised by her trash-collector aunt.
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The Principal told me that they hope Jinghong can keep studying at their school, that they’ll give her the maximum amount of care and assistance. For now, Jinghong will
live with her aunt, who along with Jinghong’s uncle, collects Beijing’s litter for a combined living of 1,200 yuan per month; they have two children of their own, the oldest the same age
as Jinghong.
Gong Xiyan had planned to keep his niece, but due to his failing body and difficulty walking, he’s unable to care for 10 year-old Jinghong. Although, in the eight years since acquiring his disability in 1999, he’s persisted in living along in Beijing, picking up scrap materials for a living.
“My wife and two kids are all back home, she works on a farm to take care of the kids.”
“Why don’t you go back?”
“There’s no scrap parts to pick up back in the countryside, but I can here. Aside from what I spend on himself, I’m still able to send home over 1,000 yuan each year. The kid needs to go to school, and she can’t make much money working on the farm back home,” Gong Xiyan tells me.
Just as I’m about to leave the school, I walk up beside Gong Jinghong, looking again closely at this 10 year-old girl. She’s sitting quietly on a chair, carefully and cautiously opening a card one student gave her, and inside I see written, “Happy Birthday, Gong Jinghong, I wish you happiness everyday, and forever!”
Turns out today is Jinghong’s birthday, the same day her parents are being interred back in her hometown.
Gong Xiyan had planned to keep his niece, but due to his failing body and difficulty walking, he’s unable to care for 10 year-old Jinghong. Although, in the eight years since acquiring his disability in 1999, he’s persisted in living along in Beijing, picking up scrap materials for a living.
“My wife and two kids are all back home, she works on a farm to take care of the kids.”
“Why don’t you go back?”
“There’s no scrap parts to pick up back in the countryside, but I can here. Aside from what I spend on himself, I’m still able to send home over 1,000 yuan each year. The kid needs to go to school, and she can’t make much money working on the farm back home,” Gong Xiyan tells me.
Just as I’m about to leave the school, I walk up beside Gong Jinghong, looking again closely at this 10 year-old girl. She’s sitting quietly on a chair, carefully and cautiously opening a card one student gave her, and inside I see written, “Happy Birthday, Gong Jinghong, I wish you happiness everyday, and forever!”
Turns out today is Jinghong’s birthday, the same day her parents are being interred back in her hometown.
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Photo thirty-five: in Gong Jinghong’s hands is a card given to her by some students.
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Photo thirty-six: The card reads: ‘Happy birthday to you, happiness forever,’ it turns out today is Jinghong’s birthday, at the same time the day her parents are being laid to rest in her hometown.
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Just now the school’s Vice-Principal gave me a phone call, 8,228 yuan was raised for Jinghong from the over 1,500 teachers, students and people from different parts of
society today. It’s hoped more people will continue to care for and help her.
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