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The world of blind children is not something that ordinary people can understand. However, when I went out of the community once, I felt the love of others for my blind children.

盲童的世界不是普通人能理解的。然而，當我走出社區一次，我感到了別人對我的盲童的愛。

Under normal circumstances, I would be accompanied by my family to come out and walk around. This time, my private trip scared my family, but also let me know that the outside world is a bright world. When I went downstairs with crutches, because it was the elevator, I was asked by the people in the same elevator about the floor I went to and was blocked by the people in the same elevator for me when I went out. Although others are not polite, but I am full of gratitude, because I understand that without the help of these strangers, I, a blind child, will encounter many dangers when traveling without permission! I use crutches and the feeling of walking this road with the help of my family. Step by step, I walk to the door of the community. I know there is a small door here. But I came here today. I cant tell where the small door is. I can feel people passing by me from time to time. When I get to the small door in the community, it will creak and be opened and closed again. I found the sound and slowly moved to the side of the small door. Then I never heard the sound of the small door again. I have to fumble for the direction of the small door step by step with my memory. When I feel the space position of a small door in the middle of the iron door, I know that I am walking to the small door, and I also feel that a person beside the small door is pulling the small door for me, in case the small door is closed, and I cant press the button to open the small door.

一般情況下，我會在家人的陪同下出來走走。這一次，我的私人旅行嚇壞了我的.家人，也讓我知道外面的世界是一個光明的世界。當我拄着柺杖下樓時，因爲是電梯，同一個電梯裏的人問我去的樓層，我出去時被同一個電梯裏的人給堵住了。雖然別人不客氣，但我很感激，因爲我明白，沒有這些陌生人的幫助，我這個盲人孩子，在未經允許的情況下旅行時，會遇到很多危險！我用柺杖和在家人的幫助下走這條路的感覺。一步一步走到社區門口。我知道這裏有一扇小門。但我今天來了。我不知道小門在哪裏。我能感覺到不時有人從我身邊經過。當我走到社區的小門前，它會吱吱作響，然後又被開啟又關上。我找到了聲音，慢慢地移到小門的邊上。後來我再也沒聽到小門的聲音。我得用記憶一步一步地摸索小門的方向。當我感覺到鐵門中間有一扇小門的空間位置時，我知道我正在走向小門，我也感覺到小門旁邊有人在爲我拉小門，萬一小門關上了，我就不能按按鈕開啟小門。

I fumbled with my feet for the threshold of the iron gate in my memory. When I nearly fell because of my feeling mistake, I heard the voice of the man who helped me to hold the door: slow down, you can come here with your feet raised a little more! It was the voice of a little boy smaller than me. The man who helped me was a little friend younger than me. I put my feet too high as he said, and then I walked out of the small door of the community. I heard that the small door closed after I came out. Before I could say thanks, the little boy had already run and jumped to school.

我在記憶中摸索着尋找鐵門的門檻。當我因爲感覺錯誤差點摔倒時，我聽到扶我把門的那個人的聲音：慢點，你可以再擡起腳來這裏！是一個比我小的小男孩的聲音。幫助我的那個人比我年輕一點。我按他說的把腳擡得太高了，然後我走出了社區的小門。我聽說我出來後小門關上了。我還沒來得及說聲謝謝，小男孩已經跑去上學了。