After crying bitterly.
These children's moods were obviously much better.
Fang Qiu knew that his method worked, but it was far from enough. He had to help the children get rid of the shadow left in their hearts by this natural disaster bit by bit.
Once this shadow was not completely removed, it would follow them for a lifetime!
Seeing that everyone was not crying.
Fang Qiu got up and went to the room where supplies were piled up. He took some milk and bread and gave a little to each child to let them eat first.
While eating, he said to the children, "Come on, let's gather together and tell our stories."
He gathered the children together.
Fang Qiu opened his mouth with a smile and told some interesting things about his childhood to start a topic for the children.
Then.
Under Fang Qiu's guidance.
The children, one by one, spoke and told their stories.
At the beginning of each child's story, it was some very trivial things and interesting things. When talking about these trifles, there would be bursts of laughter. The children who told the stories would also laugh happily and heartily.
But.
As they talked, the smiles on the children's faces gradually disappeared.
As if they had encountered something terrible and were unwilling to say it.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here."
Fang Qiu looked at the child who suddenly stopped talking, reached out and touched the child's head, saying, "You can tell me the terrible things, tell us all, we will always be with you."
Hearing that.
The child who stopped talking raised his head and looked around.
But he saw that his friends around him were looking at him, nodding to him, supporting him and believing in him.
"I, I saw the flood."
The child began to tell the pictures he saw in the disaster and how his family disappeared in front of him. His voice became hoarse with every word he said.
Big droplets of tears rolled down her cheeks and fell to the ground.
Fang Qiu sat next to the child, stretched out his hand and held the child's shoulder tightly, trying to give him a sense of security.
He knew.
For this kind of child who had encountered a disaster and lost his family in the disaster, a sense of security was already a luxury. Insecurity would accompany him for a lifetime.
If he wanted to change, he could only give him enough sense of security at this time, let him feel the warmth of his family again, let him know that there were still many people around him watching him and protecting him.
Not only Fang Qiu.
The other children around also came up one after another.
They all reached out their hands and all hugged each other.
Seeing everyone.
The child who was telling the story immediately raised his head, wiped his tears, and continued to tell everyone the fear in the depths of his heart. He told them all the fear in his heart in one go.
The more he spoke, the closer everyone got to him, and the more secure he felt.
Very soon.
He finished speaking.
"Done."
Fang Qiu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Are you still afraid? If you're afraid, tell us about your future wishes. "
"Do you want to be a policeman, an athlete or a scientist?"
Only by finding hope in despair could a person be reborn.
Fang Qiu guided these children step by step.
"I-I like to play football."
The child wiped the tears on his face and said, "I told my mother that I would become a great football player when I grew up, but my mother is gone."
"Your mother believes you can do it, right?"
Fang Qiu said with a smile, "We also believe that you will be able to do it. So even if I'm not here, you must work hard to become a great athlete with our expectations for you and my expectations for you!"
Hearing that.
The child nodded heavily. The tears on his face dried up, and his suppressed emotions were completely released.
"The next moment."
Fang Qiu turned to the next one.
Just like that.
The children, one by one, told their stories. After hearing those frightening pictures, the children became more united.
Even without Fang Qiu's guidance, the children began to comfort each other.
Psychological counseling.
They were on the right track invisibly.
Next to them.
The three highly-skilled doctors who had been paying attention to this matter also nodded with great relief.
They were absolutely second to none when it came to Chinese Medicine treatment. But when it came to psychological counseling, they really didn't know how to do it.
Although there was a way to treat mental depression with pills in Chinese Medicine, that method was only a supplement. What really worked was psychological counseling.
At this moment.
In the eyes of the three highly-skilled doctors, Fang Qiu became more comprehensive.
On the other side.
Several young doctors of Chinese Medicine were also ashamed of Fang Qiu's performance.
On the side of Western Medicine, everyone was also very surprised. They didn't expect that Fang Qiu could help the children so quickly.
Although surprised.
But there was no doubt.
Each of these doctors, with a smile on their face, were very happy to see this scene, and they were also very grateful to Fang Qiu.
The injured people around also focused their eyes on Fang Qiu. They also carefully watched the interaction between Fang Qiu and the children and listened to every word Fang Qiu said to the children.
They were also injured.
They also needed psychological counseling. They just had a better ability to withstand pressure than the children.
Some adults, hearing the children's stories, couldn't help crying with the children's eyes.
Here.
Fang Qiu's psychological counseling was not over.
Singing, facing fear, and expectations for the future were just part of psychological counseling.
When the children finished.
Fang Qiu glanced outside the door.
Finding that the rain was still pouring, his heart immediately sank.
He had planned to take the children out for a walk, let the children feel the vastness of the earth, look at the bright sunshine, let them really feel the beauty of the world.
Unfortunately, God was not on his side.
However.
Since they couldn't get out.
Then he could only do it from another aspect.
That was a game.
A game to let the children trust each other and build deeper friendship and security for the children.
"All right."
When the last child finished telling his story, Fang Qiu stood up and said, "Children, let's play a game, shall we?"
"Okay."
The children all nodded.
"Is there anyone who would like to play with us?"
Fang Qiu asked the adults around him.
Soon, he recruited a few volunteers.
Under Fang Qiu's arrangement, several volunteers held the children's hands and let the children hold each other's hands. They were divided into several small teams and began to play the game.
On the way to play the game.
Fang Qiu stood in the middle of the children, playing with them, and kept telling the children loudly, "Hold hands and go forward!"
The reason why he shouted so.
It was to plant a cause in the children's hearts and let the children firmly remember this sentence. When they encountered difficulties and faced pain in the future, they could think of this sentence at the first time.
When they were desperate, they thought that there were many people like them who were working hard and there were many people around them who supported them.
Let this sentence bring them hope.
Give them a new life!
While everyone was having a good time.
Fang Qiu came to the local official and asked him to find some local volunteers. He carefully told these volunteers about the current situation of the children.
He also told them about the way to guide the children.
After all, Fang Qiu's time here was limited.
He couldn't be around these children every day, and there were many people waiting for treatment, so Fang Qiu could only teach his psychological counseling method to the local volunteers, so that these volunteers could spend more time with the children.
The more people who were good to the children, the easier it was for the children to recover from mental trauma.
What made Fang Qiu most happy was.
Among the local people, there were many female volunteers.
No doubt.
Their guidance to the children would definitely be more effective.
They all knew that the super typhoon was a great misfortune for the Filipinos, but this super typhoon disaster could also unite the Filipinos like never before, so that the Filipinos were more closely connected with the world.
This let them see the future and hope.
And these children.
This was the future!
Soon.
The volunteers began to play with the children.
Among the injured.
Many people laughed with red eyes when they saw this scene.
When they saw the depressed children finally start to laugh happily, they couldn't help but feel their noses turn sour, and they tried their best to swallow the pain in their hearts.
Learn from the children and face the future with a smile!
In front of the temporary rescue station.
A few people came out of nowhere, holding cameras, paper, and pens, staring at Fang Qiu and the children, with work permits hanging in front of them.
These reporters had been here for a long time.
Maybe.
The whole process of Fang Qiu giving psychological counseling to the children was filmed.
After filming, the reporter walked into the temporary rescue station and began to interview and ask about the situation here.
While asking.
The reporter kept writing on the paper with a pen.
He wanted to record everything he had seen.
And here.
Fang Qiu didn't stop.
Under the gaze of many children, Fang Qiu found a small blackboard.
He wrote a poem on the blackboard!
"Moss"
Not everywhere in the day;
Youth comes naturally.
Moss flowers are as small as rice;
Also blooming like peony.
After writing.
Fang Qiu picked up the blackboard, read the poem to all the volunteers and the children, and told the children the meaning of the poem.
He told everyone that even in the face of great difficulties, they should bloom like peony!
Local people.
He translated all of Fang Qiu's words to the children in Tagalog.
The children didn't understand, but they all remembered the poem.
Over there.
The reporter finished the interview.
He quickly wrote a report and sent it directly to the headquarters in Manila.
That night, the news appeared in the newspaper!
"The sunshine always comes after the storm."
The title of the report directly quoted the song that Fang Qiu taught the children, and the content was about the hard work of Chinese Medicine doctors for 48 hours without rest, and about Fang Qiu's psychological counseling to the children.
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