2065 438+00. 8. 7, around 22 o'clock, when people who worked hard all day fell asleep, a silent disaster approached. In an instant, how many people's happiness was deprived, how many people's lives were buried in an instant, everything became silent and tears flashed in their eyes. ...
How many beautiful scenery were submerged by the rolling debris flow, and everything went up in smoke. This disaster brought us too much pain, but it also left us too much moved. When the mudslide came, Yang of North Street in Chengguan Town, Zhouqu planned to pick up his son and escape from the window, but the collapsed wall blocked the way. He held the child's armpit tightly with his right hand, and his right knee firmly pressed the child's ass to hold the child up. In the case of serious physical exhaustion, she still worked hard. In the fate struggle of more than 8 hours, she persisted with extraordinary perseverance and was finally rescued. When the rescuers gave birth to the baby, Yang finally fainted because of exhaustion. Love gave her strength to wait for the light. A great mother touched me and everyone.
We are thousands of miles away. All I see is a rising Arabic number, but every number there is a life of flesh and blood. They used to have the same affection, friendship and dreams as us, but now their lives have disappeared, their laughter has sunk, and only their relatives are crying at the rushing soil.
"Needless to say, there is me behind you, and even if the future is rugged, I will be with you. You and I don't need to be vulnerable. Everyone has the fear of facing the dark corner. I won't hide it for you. I want you to regain your original life and confirm your promise in this life ... "The disaster will pass, and there will be us behind Zhouqu, with all the people of China, Zhouqu, and we will accompany you. No matter how crazy the wind is and how heavy the rain is, we are in the same boat and heart to heart.