Four months have passed, how are you?" (To the child who was also in my arms while living in the war)

dear child:

I know that since February 24th this year, your home will no longer be the same.

A wolf-like invader has broken into your peaceful home. The rumble of artillery fire robs you of the quiet night you've always enjoyed. Day and night, fear gnaws at your heart. You are afraid that someone will break into your home at any time and do something bad to you and anyone in your family. There are many people killed around you. They may be ordinary people, or they may be local and foreign journalists reporting the truth. All in all, a lot of people died. There were too many corpses to be buried in time, and they had to be thrown into mass graves in piles, or burned in piles by fire. You have only been in this world for a few short years, and when you are still very ignorant, you have to witness so many deaths with your own eyes. Your questions are left unanswered, and your fears and sorrows have become lighter than Red Hair in the war so that there is no comfort.

You shrank in my arms, trembling and crying. You can't find your parents. Maybe they will never be found again in this life. This is the ruthlessness of war and the unforgivable sin committed by the adult world. It's been four months, how are you? It's really not easy to get through these days.

You came to this world full of misery without a choice. And when you arrive, you will experience such unbearable suffering first-hand. do you know? How much I pity you and how much I love you! The adults around you love you just as much. They fought against the invaders just to keep you and other kids like you alive. Me too, may you survive. Although I don't live in the same place as you, I am always willing to hold you in my arms and rank you with both parental love and motherly love.

The world is bad. I only hope that all this bad will end in our generation. May you grow into a strong and kind person.

The person who has always loved you, Tao Lesi

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The Ukrainian war has now entered its fifth month. The war is at a stalemate. My position remains the same: I oppose war, but support the invaded party to drive the invaders out of their own country and return the people to a peaceful life. Once a war begins, the most innocent are civilians, especially children. They are the most vulnerable and incapable of protecting themselves.

I love the only child in the family - my niece. A lot of times I would imagine myself holding him during the retreat, sending the energy of love to him through my heart neighbor. Not long after the Ukrainian war started, I was in a retreat and imagined that the child I was carrying had changed from my concubine to a Ukrainian child about the same age as my concubine. The above letter was written to the Ukrainian child I was holding in my arms during my retreat. I don't love my concubine? of course not. Just because I love my concubine, how can I bear other children like my concubine suffer?

The Ukrainian war has been fought for more than four months. Many people start to pay less attention due to fatigue. But I am still willing to help them in any way I can. I hope more people will continue to care about them until the day they drive away the invaders.