There is a smell in the side street.

There is a smell in the side street.

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The path does not stop in the midst of a thousand persecutions. I once spent a few days in a hospital with a friend because of his illness. I used to take care of him in the morning and in the afternoon. Sometimes I would turn the whole floor around to see the patients and think how helpless the people were. I thought everyone is unlucky, there is no Vita soil! I stared at a patient and looked at him. At one point tears came to the corners of my eyes. There was a lot of smell and I threw the prayer to the Lord to do more. I asked the man with the patient that there is nothing in his house ?! The man sighed loudly and said that the house, the car, everything is there, there is peace in it. Boys and girls read and write from abroad. They can't even come now. God knows if it is possible to see the body of the father.

For a moment I could understand my father's emotion in a mixed look. He has a strong desire to see boys and girls. But the mind of the helpless father. Sometimes he says to himself calmly that the wealth of my heart will come only when he is healthy. The father left in the imagination to see the world did not meet the children, did not enjoy the wealth. Everything remained in the middle of the world.