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Every time I see someone on TV who should enjoy life and be in the mood for love, but he is lying in a hospital bed and groaning in pain, my heart can't help shaking. Why do hateful diseases make people who should be happy linger on the edge of life and death and suffer? Why are all of us helpless today and can only watch our loved ones give up? Because of this, I have a wish: I hope there are no hateful diseases in this world!

I first had this wish one day about a year ago. It was Friday, and I was watching the same song. In this issue, the same song went into a leukemia children's hospital to raise money for them. Sitting in the audience are children with leukemia. Children of their age should have played with their classmates in kindergartens and schools, learned cultural knowledge and enjoyed a wonderful childhood. But they can only stay in the hospital, receive treatment again and again, and wait for their fate. Compared with us, they are too weak, and a small cold may kill them. The program also tells the story of a child. She used to be an excellent student, but she was not always diagnosed with leukemia. The news came as a bolt from the blue for this originally happy family. Her parents vowed to cure their children even if they lost everything. It's a pity that she left quietly a few days before the program was broadcast. I think if there were no leukemia in the world, she would not leave this wonderful world and her parents would not be heartbroken.

Leukemia is indeed a terrible disease, which has brought great pain to countless families, but it is not an incurable disease, and it will not be transmitted to others. And the innocent people below are even more unfortunate.

I am confused about where it came from, but the content of the story is deeply imprinted in my heart. It was a remote mountain village, and no one in the village had money. It is said that it is easy to make money by selling blood, and ignorant villagers flock to places where blood is sold. Before long, they got food and shelter by selling blood, but it didn't last long. The whole village was infected with terrible AIDS in their prime, and after a while, they died painfully. Their children are also infected with AIDS because of their parents. After their parents died, they had to wander around. Because they are AIDS orphans, no one will help them, no one will approach them, and no one will even pay attention to them; Only disease is eroding their bodies day by day, and only death wants them to get closer day by day. They had to struggle under the control of their thin bodies. If there is no AIDS, they will not be discriminated against by the world, nor will they taste the hardships of life at such a young age. In a disease-free world, they are the little angels of mom and dad and the apple of their eyes. That world has no vagrancy, no discrimination, no pain, only happiness.

There are far more than these two kinds of diseases that bring people pain. Every year, countless people die because of diseases, which brings great pain to individuals and families.

It seems that diseases have accompanied and tortured human beings since their appearance. I really hope that there will be no more diseases in this world and everyone can live happily.