Who has some poems about disaster relief in 2008? They are short and touching. Thank you.

"At the moment when the General Secretary walked into the mine/at the moment when the Prime Minister frequently traveled back and forth between the snowstorm/the crisis/the key/the reform and opening up and China/extraordinary energy was gathered". A snowstorm, the annual reunion/touched the hearts of so many familiar strangers. "When the People's Liberation Army comes, can spring be far behind?"/A small note flew from the cold window/February quickly conveyed the amazing good news of early spring. "I want to say to the world of ice and snow, to God/to China today/to the reform and opening up that didn't happen in those years/to China, which has become increasingly powerful/to all the sudden disasters". "Ah, the soil moisture after the snow is just right/sowing and harvesting-both belong to the hardworking and brave people of China." ...

March on the snowstorm (group poem)

□ Huang Yazhou

A light is on.

A light came on—

In the rocks of the mountain

Between the mine tunnel and the spider web between the mine tunnel

In the middle of a piece of coal

The general secretary and the workers discussed such a topic.

Why is there so much coal in the north?

South, the warmth of South China, at present.

Is being crushed by snow.

This urgent topic is flashing.

Become the center of the general secretary's forehead

An immortal lamp

In the darkness, a lamp appeared.

Such a picture reminds me of my hometown Nanhu.

A familiar ship, stern

That lamp

I also thought of Comrade Xiaoping rushing from Shenzhen to Zhuhai.

That year, there was also a lamp at the stern.

The engine spewed waves.

These waves indicate that a continent is boiling.

Deep in the earth

The core of a piece of coal

Now, a lamp is swaying.

I understand that this light will directly participate in the chemical reaction.

I know what my motherland is like.

Energy security

Thoughts on how to keep the people of China warm.

Is an eternal topic.

So, a lamp in the dark

It is on.

In the early morning of New Year's Eve, Huaxi Hotel

You can turn on the light, or you can

Smoking is allowed.

But you can't say this:

"Twelve o' clock, prime minister. It's time to rest. "

It's not a time to rest, it's

-Time for work!

How many counties and townships are there?

Trapped in the dark, how many children opened their books?

Worried about no candles.

How many homeless people are still trapped in the carriage?

How many roofs have collapsed, and no smoke can be splashed out.

The Prime Minister said: You, the bosses of China Southern Power Grid.

It must be on the first day of the New Year to the third day of the New Year.

Take out the repair plan of the power grid!

Premier said: All the towns above the county level in Guizhou Province.

The Spring Festival must be electrified! The line has not been restored.

Dispatch the generator to generate electricity!

In the early morning of New Year's Eve, Guiyang Huaxi Hotel.

Become the temporary the State Council of China.

The Prime Minister described it with red and blue pencils.

But it's night and it's snowing.

He ordered his department to work all night.

It also ordered the Spring Festival, a festival to try to escape from Guizhou.

It must be a colorful posture.

Return to the hearts of the people

On New Year's Eve, Guizhou sits on the ice and snow.

China Southern Power Grid has become the bloodshot in the eyes of the Prime Minister.

There are some tears in his eyes at this time.

Of course we know that this is not

Due to sleepiness