Poetry recitation in praise of earthquake-resistant heroes

This moment turned everything into sadness.

At this moment, everything changed.

Hold your breath when you shuttle the bus.

Put the sky and birds

Sunshine and breeze

And all the smells.

Become a force for anxiety.

Instantly shattered everything related to happiness-

Comfortable pace

And the desire for love.

A quiet nap

And the shade under the tree

A warm and calm place,

Become empty

Cry, brother, cry loudly.

Everything lost may only be measured by tears.

But it will condense into a permanent solid state,

Let the eternal pain, unable to volatilize and release.

Brother, we don't cry, stand up like men.

There are countless stubborn hands around you, waiting for your grip.

Look forward to your support.

We/kloc-0.3 billion brothers and sisters stand neatly behind you.

No simple promises.

Only gazing affectionately.

Brother, if we don't cry, all kinds of sufferings will pass.

How many irresistible disasters are there

How many broad shoulders are there here?

How many scars cannot heal?

There are many warm boxes here.

Brother, let's not cry, let's polish the sky again.

Give me sorrow, I am a corridor full of red flowers.

Give me pain, I am a paradise full of roses.

Give me your tears and I'll make you a bowl of soup.

Don't cry, brother, our heart is your harbor, your crutch and your strength.

Brother, we don't cry, let's light all the hopes together.

Twist all the love into a rope and pass it on to each other.

Crush all the pain and fly with the wind.

Dry all the pain and turn it into strength.

Don't cry, brother

Our heart is your warmth.

Your pastoral

Your ass