Recently, I was moved by a warming news. A boy from America was loved by a lot of soldiers. The boy's father was a policeman and he was sent to a foreign country to carry the mission. Unluckily, he got shot and died. The world was sad for him. This man left his wife and a small boy forever. The lucky thing for the little boy was that his father's colleagues decided to protect and love this boy until he grew up. Love has been continued from this story. For most people, they are lucky to be loved by parents and friends. While for few people, who have gone through some disasters, they got care from the public. So no matter what kind of difficulty we will face, we can't give up hope, because there is always someone love us.