Poems about major events in 2008

A sunny afternoon

A sudden earthquake froze time at 14:28 on May 12, 2008

A magnitude eight earthquake

The smoke and dust that covers the sky

The stupid people

The gurgling blood

The creatures under the ruins

The raging downpour

The barrier lake hanging overhead

The roaring Landslide

The lively students of Beichuan Middle School

The bride who is as happy as flowers in Yinchanggou

The soldier knelt down and cried, asking me to save another child Ah

Take my second wheel and go home, O good wife

Ah, the teacher who protects the students with his weak arms

15 Warriors parachuted into Maoxian County at a height of 4999 meters Our officers and soldiers

The medical staff who fought against death

The unadopted orphans

The Prime Minister who climbed up the rubble in the rain and fell down< /p>

Those volunteers who kept running around with tears in their eyes

Why did the host of CCTV cry during the live broadcast

Experts in treating severe mental disorders

The disease control and epidemic prevention personnel who prevented the spread of post-earthquake diseases

May 19 is a day of mourning when the whistle blows

Come on China, come on Sichuan, come on Wenchuan, come on Wenchuan

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Why are my eyes full of tears

Because I love this land deeply

Why don’t I feel lonely under the ruins

Because of you Stay with me

My relatives in the disaster

What we lose is life and what we win is dignity

The call came

Midnight At twelve o'clock, the cold was ignored

A voice that had been separated for many days came from the harmony of the mountain stream

The loneliness hovering in a foreign place disintegrated in the unbleached space

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Home, dad, mom, old house, tiles, stacked jasmine flowers

Through the cold skeleton of the earth

I stretched out my hand, the square mobile phone On the screen

A spring rain spread out, falling on the four-walled room

The fluorescent lamp suddenly rose, and the jade hand waved lightly

Some pure and pure poems

Swaying out

Breaking through the confinement of darkness

This winter

This winter is a chopping board made of snow

Having prepared raw materials for half a year, grains, livestock and thoughts

When they fall on it, the red is blood, the green is tears, and the yellow is wishes

Open the curtain of time, I casually pulled off a crispy day

knocked it open, and found it wrapped in fresh and tender egg white

a pair of yellowed eyes

Hometown is inside

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I'm outside

Just a little stir

The city is drunk, with bursts of gorgeous fireworks

Dancing and mixing colors Board

I am inside

The liquor is outside