Poetry of Wenchuan earthquake

Wenshui flows from east to west, and it is difficult for gods to change earthquakes.

Chuanchuan's children have suffered a lot, and a deserted city is their best.

The scenery of Tangshan in those days was full of ruins and broken walls.

After the disaster of beautiful mountains and rivers, yesterday is different from today.

It is said that it is good to be eight years old. Why is the disaster urgent?

The picturesque scenery is beautiful, but the sky is naturally jealous.

Just after the freezing disaster in the north, Tianfu was razed to the ground.

Sichuan is quiet, its waves and birds stop singing, and its sadness is devastating.

May in Jiangtian is getting more and more gloomy and full of sadness.

There is no harvest in the oily green wheat field, and thousands of people live in the corner.

I have never shed a tear in my life, but I smell it like mud today.

If Zhuge Hou knew something, he couldn't bear to see it and hid his face and wept.

Peng Zu's life span has been extended by 800 years, which shows that human life is only a moment.

The Chinese soil in counties and counties is like golden jade.

Precious jade is not enough to be scattered, and it is better than everything.

Flowers bloom and fall in the coming year, and the scenery in the coming year is more charming.

Mao Nian is a strong man, so Ann can smell the Qiangdi with her hands.

Ignoring people's sufferings, sweat and blood will help each other.

Nothing is enough. Miracles converge in all directions because of love.

The bamboo orchestral string is the voice of the emperor, which is admirable and admirable.

Sleeping wages include worrying about building a home, and the mountains of Shu are green and clear.

Whoever can win the descendants of the dragon has the power to support the sky with one hand.

The Han and Qiang families love each other without borders, and my teeth and lips will always depend on each other.

Prosperous times will be reincarnated, and Xia Hong will crow in the sky.

Red candles were lit in front of the main hall, praying silently and observing silence.

A dog's life is unpredictable, the living forge ahead and the dead rest in peace.

The history of the Qing Dynasty is engraved with May 12th, and always remember that 10,000 people died today.

How strong Chuanchuan's children are, treating disaster as an ant.