May 12, 2008, this is an all Chinese people are hard to forget a day that occurred in Wenchuan County in Sichuan Province, a magnitude 8.0 earthquake, numerous deaths and injuries, loss unpredictable.
I do not want to go to those miserable memories of the screen. 1 photos, like a sword to be a thorn My heart is in pain. However, I did not cry, because crying will not help, I firmly bit their lips, and more spare some time for those who suffer disasters pray and hope that they can adhere to it, access to assistance, alive - have been in paradise a well-being.
Afternoon hours three minutes of silence. I was standing on the seat next to a closed mind will emerge like those victims, the rows of dead bodies lying on the cold side of the road is the edge of their loved ones howl. I cover your face, tears leaking from the fingers sadly, the drip on the ground, wet one.
Those teachers, a danger to himself wholeheartedly to protect their students. Yes, they are engineers of human souls, with their own lives, in exchange for the well-being of the flowering season.
Those parents, tightly round their children, with their tiny bodies, up a wide world. The children were rescued, and they have exhausted the last of the effort, never left us.
Those airborne, care has been the case there is no hope still digging, a piece of stone, a root pillars were opened to reveal it is the decomposed body had begun, but they did not despair, eventually rescued the survivors.
There are those students who hold the right hand into a fist is a pen, or a piece of rubber. Maybe they attending classes, or examinations, but the papers have not yet opened, death has come in their side, more than just hope that they fainted After a while, on the side of the family said: \"Oh, I just hurt . \"
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The lives of many on the drawing board by applying a different color, printing on different story.
I spend a day doing nothing, perhaps is what they want tomorrow.
Perhaps thousands of miles away I can not truly feel the earthquake that caused by fear, but I will contribute their efforts, eating popsicles one less trip to Kentucky to save money, cast to the disaster relief work, I believe, they will soon rebuild their homes.
Because, God Bless Sichuan, China Light and God Bless!
We will pray for you in silence, please do not give up, you should always keep ......
As long as the seconds are not disappointed, there is hope ......
2008年5月12日，这是一个所有中国人都难以忘记的日子，因为在四川省汶川县发生了一场震级为8.0的大地震，死伤无数，损失不可估计。
我不愿意再去回忆那些惨不忍睹的画面。一张张照片，像一把把利剑，将我的心刺得很疼。可是，我没哭，因为哭无济于事，我制置使紧紧咬着自己的嘴唇，多腾出一些时间为那些遭受灾害的人祈祷，希望他们可以坚持下来，获得援助，活着--在天堂过得幸福。
下午有3分钟默哀时间。我站在座位旁，一闭眼，脑海中便浮现那些遇难者的样子，一排排冰冷的尸体躺在路旁，边上是号啕大哭的亲人。我捂住脸，泪水便从指缝难过地渗出来，滴落在地面，打湿一片。
那些老师，不顾自己的安危，全心全意守护着自己的学生。是的，他们是人类灵魂的工程师，用自己的生命，换取花季的幸福。
那些父母，紧紧搂住自己的孩子，用他们渺小的身躯，撑起一片宽广的天地。孩子们被救出，而他们却用尽最后的力气，永远离开了我们。
那些空降兵，在乎已没有希望的情况下还在不断挖掘，一块块石头，一根根石柱被翻开，露出的却是已开始腐烂的尸体，但他们没有绝望，最终救出了生还者。
还有那些学生，他们握成拳头的右手中是一支笔，或者一块橡皮。也许他们正在上课，或者考试，可是试卷还未推开，死神已降临在他们身旁，多希望他们只是昏迷过去，过一会儿就爬起来，对身旁的亲人说：\"哦，我只是受伤了。\"
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许许多多的生命画板被涂抹上不同的颜色，印刷上不同的故事。
我今天无所事事地度过了一天，也许正是他们所渴望的明天。
或许远在千里之外的我无法真实地感受到那场大地震所带来的恐惧，但是，我会贡献自己的力量，少吃一根冰棍，少去一趟肯德基，把省下的钱，投下到救灾工作中去，我相信，他们一定很快就能重建自己的家园。
因为，天佑四川，天佑中华！
我们，会为你们默默祈祷，请你们不要放弃，请你们要一直坚持下去......
只要这一秒不失望，下一秒就有希望......
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