【Historical Live Broadcast】Watching videos and being seen by our ancestors

Chapter 489: How Healing is the Chapter About Human Cubs?

"Then your eyes are healed too, are you an angel? [Sobbing uncontrollably]"

"I used to think that when guide dogs retired, blind people's eyesight would also improve..."

"So touching, sending your best friend to be a guide dog [laughing][thumbs up]"

"I took my cousin out to play the other day and we met someone with leukemia (I think his hair, eyes and face were all white) who told me he looked like Queen Elsa [hugs]"

"When my daughter was 3 or 4 years old, she learned that people die, and she hugged me and cried. She began to understand the meaning of death and didn't want me to die [sobbing uncontrollably]"

"True childlike innocence can be healing."

"The child doesn't know about a dog's lifespan; she just has a rosy view. She thinks you don't need guide dogs, and you're fine on your own. That's just the innocent talk of children."

A blind man and a young girl met by chance on the road, and heard a dog following them. The blind man smiled and asked, "Do you know how old the dog is?"

The girl answered, "There must be twelve." The blind man laughed and said, "Twelve years have passed; your eyesight has already deteriorated!" The girl innocently asked, "Since your eyesight has deteriorated, can your sight be restored?"

The child is too young to know that a dog's lifespan is finite, and the blind cannot understand.

A child's words, both heartwarming and bittersweet, make one sigh at the vicissitudes of life, yet also find solace within them.

"Now I finally understand why the villain could be moved by just one sentence [Nine Turns Intestine]"

"So...there are still such kind-hearted kids in the world [crying]"

"This is the sun at eight or nine in the morning, not chopsticks and cement [laughing]"

"Even Hans Christian Andersen's most brilliant ideas couldn't compare to a child's casual remark."

"Only children like this deserve the protection of the 'Law on the Protection of Minors'. [heart emoji]"

"Was I Satan when I was little, hitting my very dark-skinned older brother with a magic wand while saying, 'The little fairy defeated the black egg!' [hugs]"

"That's terrible, he's a born devil."

The ancestors under the sky, witnessing this heartwarming scene, exclaimed: "Children's hearts are pure and kind as gold. They do not know that dogs have an end to their lives and that blindness is difficult to cure, yet they say that the dog's departure heals the person's heart, which brings comfort to people's hearts."

If all children in the world were this pitiful and adorable, wouldn't the world truly become the utopian world envisioned by sages?

Mencius stroked his beard: Even though there are many wicked people in the world, uncorrupted children are always kind and good, which makes people feel warm and moved.

Although it is impossible for a blind person to see, these seemingly impossible words of children contain the hopes of the young, allowing the blind to feel warm and comforted even in darkness.

Young children are too young to know that dogs have a limited lifespan and blindness is difficult to cure, yet they warm the hearts of the blind with their uninhibited words.

This is exactly what I meant when I said, "At birth, human nature is inherently good"!

If everyone were as pure and kind-hearted as this child, and spoke as gently as a warm breeze, even without punishment, there wouldn't be so many injustices happening everywhere, necessitating strict laws to restrain the people.

Some people recall the past: When I was young, I was very ignorant and bold. I was stung by a bee while collecting honey from a tree. At that time, I didn't know what a bee was, I only knew mosquitoes.

Upon seeing her mother, she burst into tears, complaining that she had been bitten by several female mosquitoes dressed in pretty clothes. She said they were more vicious than ordinary mosquitoes!

Looking back on my childish ramblings now, I find them both funny and adorable, but sadly, I can never go back to those days.

Looking back on the past, I sigh at my present state. The spring breeze cannot dye my white beard, and I will never return to the spirit of my youth.