Poetry on the Present Situation of Wenchuan

5. 12 Summary of Wenchuan Earthquake Poems

Son, if you want to cry,

Cry.

Let the sad tears be like a rolling river.

Take away the pain of your heartbreak

Son, if you want to make a hullabaloo about

burst out

Let the voices of sad children resound through the sky.

Calling for relatives who are traveling in a deep sleep.

Everybody knows that.

Young birds can't fly alone yet.

How can a child leave his parents?

How can students leave their teachers and partners?

but

When the day falls.

Turn all the misfortunes into reality

Son, it's not your fault.

You don't have to blame yourself.

When you fall into the abyss of disaster

When you are surrounded by fear and hunger

Even if you're scared

No one will call you fragile.

Children, you should be strong: (Children's Poetry)

Come on, kid.

Baby, go to sleep.

-to the children who fell asleep in the earthquake.

Mom and dad, don't pity me.

Mom, where are you?

Small hands in ruins

In memory of Beichuan Middle School Students (Poetry Group)

Pain-for the children who died in Wenchuan earthquake

I heard that orphans in the disaster area have arrived.

Remember, son, you are by no means alone.

Mom, let me tell you something.

Mom, don't cry.

Baby, don't be afraid.

Those flowers that shouldn't die early-mourning the children killed in the earthquake

Ignite the hope of life with love

This is your umbrella, son.

Write for Mrs Tan Qianqiu holding your hand.

Mom, let's go.

Mom, I'm going out to pay homage to all the children who died in the earthquake.

Wenchuan-being with you: (touching poem)

Earthquake precursor phenomenon

earthquake

Earthquake in central Sichuan

Say goodbye to the motherland

A tear filled the huge night in Wenchuan.

I am you-dedicated to the victims of Wenchuan earthquake.

Parents' bodies are a bridge-A tribute to Song Xinyi's parents.

China in ruins.

Eyes in ruins

-Sichuan Earthquake Festival

On the occasion of national mourning

Please love me (8 songs)

Children's Psychological Assistance Poems in Disaster Areas

Father in the disaster area, I pray with you

Unity is the power to overcome disasters.

Great earthquake-my fellow citizens

Great salvation

China, let love shake the world.

Close-up of rescue in earthquake-stricken areas (four unique works)

earthquake

Wenchuan-with you

Love hurts Wenchuan

Fellow citizens, live, and you must live!

Elder in the disaster area, I pray for you.

Wenchuan-Being with You:

Qingchuan, Beichuan, Wenchuan,

Facing the western plateau,

We are looking for you along the running Minjiang River.

Above the mountains, there is a new ruin.

At this moment, tears filled my eyes again and again.

Countless eyes are staring at Wenchuan,

Countless hearts are concerned about Wenchuan.

With you,

All the people of China support you.

Heart to heart,

You'll never be alone,

You will never be far from hope.

Ode to the hero:

Our good prime minister is not afraid of difficulties.

Go to the first line

The soldiers rushed to the olive green.

How dazzling

The army is full of good children.

Angel in white

Not afraid of difficulties to save relatives.

Tomorrow's plasma lifesaving needle

The wind is whistling and it is raining.

The people of China March forward bravely.

Ghosts dare not hide in the underworld.

Let's join hands and heart to heart.

Unity is strength.

* * * Use true feelings and love to tide over the difficulties.

Build our new home.

Ode to a hero: (heroic poem)

5. 12 earthquake poem: eternal love-dedicated to people who fought bravely for earthquake relief.

Disaster affects the hearts of PLA and armed police officers and soldiers-love is eternal.

Parents' bodies are a bridge-A tribute to Song Xinyi's parents.

Life and death are inseparable. Where does your dream fall?

You are turbid water that I can't drink.

Please love me (8 songs)

Remember, son, you are by no means alone.

Children's Psychological Assistance Poems in Disaster Areas

I'm still alive because of you.

Unity is the power to overcome disasters.

Great salvation

This is your umbrella, son.

Write for Mrs Tan Qianqiu holding your hand.

Prime Minister, you are tired!

Ode to heroes

Our prime minister

On Wenchuan Earthquake from The Sixth National Anthem * The Love of the Unjust People in Heaven