“这是心的呼唤,这是爱的奉献,这是人间的春风,这是生命的源泉……”每当听到这首《爱的奉献》时,我的眼泪便会不由自主地流下来。第一次听这首《爱的奉献》是在镇敬老院里。那是三年级那年重阳节的下午,我们“红领巾”小队照例来到了敬老院里准备帮老人们打扫卫生,整理房间。进了院门一看,敬老院里窗明几净,老人们的房间收拾得井井有条,老人们有的在休息,有的聚在一起下棋、 “This is the call of the heart. It is the dedication of love. This is the spring breeze of human beings. This is the source of life...” Every time I hear this “devotion of love,” my tears flow involuntarily. The first time I heard this song “dedication of love” is in the town home. That was the third year of the Chung Yeung Festival afternoon, our “red scarf” squad went to the nursing home as usual to prepare the elderly to clean, tidy up the room. Into the courtyard of a look, a few days in the nursing home window net, the old people's room was organized in order, some of the old people in the rest, and some gather together to play chess,