She sees, the confusion in the eyes of the young, so she lights a beacon to correct the course of the lost.
He sees, the silence in hidden corners, so he awakens the sentinels to gather the strength of protection.
She sees, the trembling behind the inquiry transcripts, so she offers a gentle embrace to guard the fragile truth.
He sees, the disguise that covets childhood innocence, so he builds high walls to repel the dangerous wolves.
She sees, the innocence and naivety of children， so she enters the school grounds to build a protective barrier for their growth.
He sees, the hidden dangers breeding in the dark, so he strikes decisively to dispel the lurking gloom.
Growth begins with the sight of a single pair of eyes, and is fulfilled by the echoes of millions of hearts.
Some see the starlight of the law, and thus yearn for it.
Some see the mistakes of the past,and thus shoulder the burden.
Some see the responsibility of protection, and thus keep watch.
A single gaze may be faint, but when millions of glances converge, they can reach the dark corners, illuminating every figure that needs to be seen.
To see is a choice, as well as a weighty promise. May every child be gently seen and warmly illuminated by this world.
