On May 13, a friend sent me a text message asking me how Yingxiu and what he wrote. I didn’t, because I just saw the news of the People’s Liberation Army officers and soldiers rushing into Yingxiu Town on TV, and were crying silently. At this moment, tears are not a display of fragility, but a kind of sadness that everyone can’t control when facing disasters. In these days, I have cried many times, whether sensitive or fragile, but in the face of the current situation, who can make my tear glands as cold as cement?

Not only Yingxiu, but also Wenchuan, Beichuan, Mianyang, and Chengdu. The shock that shocked the whole country the day before finally revealed the truth of the disaster a few hours later. Endless sadness enveloped countless people, including me. I spent two days of news, no job, no want to work, just worry and sadness. The TV was on, the news channel was on, and the computer was also on, and there was a 24-hour live broadcast of Sichuan TV.

I was in the university in Chengdu, and I spent my most difficult years in Yingxiu. In a sense, that town changed my life. Now, looking at the town that had already changed its appearance in the aerial photography, I don’t know what to do or what to do. The feeling of powerlessness in the face of natural disasters is intertwined with the anger towards this thief.

However, the subsequent rescue, the fearless People's Liberation Army and the rescuers brought endless warmth to many people, including me. I believe this will never be forgotten for the people in the disaster area.

I was also moved by the strength and confidence of the people in the disaster area. Looking at the people who spoke the local accent, using an optimistic attitude to dilute despair and using a calmness to welcome the sorrow, I suddenly felt very proud that I was once a Sichuanese.

I think in the years to come, it is hard to forget the touching deeds that happened during this earthquake. I also cannot forget the girl who walked out of the ruins with a smile, the boy who was lying on a stretcher to drink frozen Coke, the woman who spoke Mandarin and could not even cover up the sunny smile on her face in the ruins of Dujiangyan...

We cannot forget those who have passed away, those who have lost their loved ones, those who may remain in grief for life, how can we help them?

This nation and the people on this land have experienced too much suffering. However... what is after suffering? These days, whether in the forum or in the news, you seem to feel a different power, that is unity, that is sublimity, that is dedication, and some words that seem to have gradually been forgotten by us in the past days.

The earthquake sprinkled loess, gravel and dust on the ground, burying countless people and covering up many fresh faces. However, blood and tears, like trickles after drought, are constantly rinsing and washing something, not only washing away the layer of sad ash, but also washing away some of the dirt in our hearts.

Whether it is people who have experienced life and death in the disaster area, or people who have experienced countless emotional upheavals these days, many people's views on the world and life are quietly changing. This change is undoubtedly the best memory of the dead and comforting the living.

People may not be able to defeat this thief, but people can defeat themselves.

This is the day of national sorrow, this is the day of strong travel, for the souls that have passed away, so that they will not walk alone, but for the souls that have lived, so that we can walk more firmly, fearlessly, and purely in the years to come.

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Looking back at Yingxiu, the town has long changed. The people I know may be alive or dead. I know that the roads there, the mountains there, and the beautiful scenery in the past have now become the biggest obstacle to rescue, so many people's criticisms are actually a kind of bastard in unknown situations. Yes, it is a bastard.

Please allow me to pay my highest respect to all the people participating in the rescue, especially the People's Liberation Army Armed Police officers and soldiers who rushed to the forefront.

Many people are safe, many people die, my college classmate and the boss in the dormitory are also in Yingxiu, and I have never been able to contact him, but I firmly believe that he has no problem, come on.

Bless all people.
Chapter completed!