Wenchuan is calling for the author: Can the sea wolf's undulating land recover the remnants of yesterday's manuscript? I know that the weightless storm has a continuous death. Wenchuan's grave began to walk in May. No one can stand on the ruins of the earthquake and see the real Wenchuan land again. The hand of the frost sword sticking out from behind makes all eyes begin to ache, making the early summer of 28 particularly cold and making the flowers gathered from spring gather into the earth. Who is angry with me on the cheek? 2 Under the sky, I hear the endless cry of Wenchuan. The texture of blood makes the cities and villages of the motherland return to the soul. The flying will eclipse all the flashy words. For us, there is only one voice. Wenchuan strong earthquake, Wenchuan strong earthquake, we act, and we are all determined to be immersed in ulcers in Wenchuan's dreams. The earth disaster is like the rubble of a collapsed island. Whose eyes will be closed? The earth of blood coagulation has broken a road of no return. A kind of heart-rending pain is budding. An indescribable sadness is alone under the concrete slab of dictation. It is darker than night. The body keeps shaking, stroking the dead and lonely hair, and feeling the distant smile. Wenchuan, my home where there is no way to go, you open your white feathers and float the dead souls who have already said goodbye. I see stars falling in the sky. The four directions in the same dream of Wenchuan, which is blocked by roads, depend on the edge of gaze, but the wind blows away the dry patience. The earth of China resounds with the echo of "one party is in trouble and all directions support" for Wenchuan. How many long-winged eyes are crossing the Wenchuan in the mountain and the river disaster? Your call is no longer a symbol of violence and secrecy, but the actions and contributions of the motherland are as strong as the light of the sun. Gathered in the center of everything, through the endless rush and tension, our army is advancing towards you, and thousands of Chinese sons and daughters in Qian Qian are advancing towards you. Our great motherland is advancing towards you. The communication is broken, the road is broken, the circuit is broken, and the wind and rain are coming. The time is longer than the military's mission. On the rugged mountain road, I hear the voice of the Chinese military soul spread backwards to keep up with us. We have to walk the longest road in the shortest time, and my comforting hand finally reaches the ground. My handwriting is spreading like a poem with a theme. The light and fragrance cover any place that Wenchuan can reach. Wenchuan is calling for the motherland. In the boundless night, we are as close as lips and teeth. We call out your name again and again. The cover of Wenchuan's love in Wenchuan disaster will always be your face after the disaster.
The earthquake has signs, the sound and light are shaking, and
The tall buildings are quickly removed. You can't take the elevator.
You can catch a bungalow if you have a choice.
You can hide under the bed and table, and lie in the corner.
When there is an earthquake, a fire breaks out, and you can calmly lie down underground.
You should cover your nose and mouth with wet wipes, and bend over to climb against the wind.
When there is an earthquake, you should stop quickly without stopping at Gao Qiao.
You should go home slowly after the earthquake to prevent aftershocks.