1. On the, mind, is love.
I do not know how the language used to express a kind, called love. Perhaps the word is too humble, too small, compared to those who authentically Love is really too trivial. just, just so strong, and eager to express inner pulse of life is sinking, it's feelings. because our body, the blood flow of the Chinese nation, because we are, are all Chinese people.
Only this, mind is love.
2 .512, so it came to devour all beautiful.
this is it, like all extraordinary day, the day has come . the sun is still warm, the wind still blowing in the light, everything is still in an orderly manner. work, learn, go out, learn, and everyone lived their lives, the fate of the steering wheel quietly turning, everything seems to Enron.
a picture of innocent faces, one by one small body, or how wide Xuzheng An hardly sitting room. they may read aloud the text is, perhaps quietly watching copy on the blackboard plate, carefully Chaozhuo notes, perhaps the teacher is thinking of leaving behind a difficult road.
clock ticking loudly, stopped at 2:28. This is how insignificant number, but implied the outbreak disaster, and instantly, breaking the quiet of these original, breaking the original better, breaking all my dreams. The whole world is shaking, the earth shook, the pressure waves coming from the center of the earth invasion of this auspicious , the ruthlessly all swallowed. from the heart of helplessness and fear raw oil, as well as the desire for health, in this outbreak to become strong and weak. the power of the earthquake is too large, all changes to better into a desolate ruin. in the midst of being broken and buried a number of bright and hope, buried a number of tears and blood. That is our future, it is our love.
it this way came, angry growled every effort to destroy everything, to do a better fragmentation, only next to tears.
3. 512, they cry, we can do nothing.
news of the earthquake and soon spread. heart of sorrow from overwhelming the body's blood surging with anger becomes. the face of such natural disasters, we can not turn back the time, a grand catastrophe to save it, because we are just human beings, become so natural in front of small and vulnerable. We We can give only the exhaustion of power to compensate, to make it, save the ruins of a life of hope, sadness erase the surviving piece of the haze.
those sad and desperate face, is love, pain. They cry, is the emotional nature of most human world.
them under the rubble crying, they want light, they want better, they want life, they want the future. but we found a lot of time, we really the powerless. watched as one after another the life of flowers in the ruins of withered away, in addition to pull off the sorrow and tears of pain, you can not do anything.
ruins before they cry, they want better, they long life, they want the future. because of the ruins of their loved ones, because their existence under the rubble. Even the powerless, but still such a strong desire, the heart was damaged by the disaster created bruise everywhere, not only desire left more than a little hope and comfort.
512, tears and blood everywhere, I was really, really do nothing.'ve done, are so insignificant.
4. My dear, you do not sad. < br> has been a disaster and doom to come, often the first to kill the young mind, 512 as well. those tired little face fear and helpless, sad and confused look, thin thin and lonely figure, watching dark lens loss. Every time I see the news on the 512 earthquake, to see these children face, the heart will always be a little bit hurt.
They also so delicate that they still so young, they are only young , so that they can not afford a disaster, such a blow they could not accept. lost their loved ones and friends leave the blood and the body of the ruins of corruption filled in their little shed a shadow on the mind. in addition to their grief, in addition to do was cry, in addition to looking for love in sight, only endless pain.
us how to do, how can we in the end. How can they reproduce the bright little face luster, the flourishing of life, and how to allow them to return to the past, those good? How can I make them, and not sad?
carry them down, even pain, even if the injury, even if tired, even fear, they carry down, silent and unable to bear all arrival.
But, my dear, they are our dear, you do not sad.
5. 13 亿 the power of love to help you escape the pain of 512 haze, warm sunny day to find belongs to you. < br> Let me hold your hand and give you the power of love. Let me take you to rely on the shoulder, spilling your grief. Let me hold you in my arms thin body, giving you a warm embrace. I Can, Can I see your courage, can I see you strong, can I see your eyes shining bright.
gathered 1.3 billion of love, we pray for you, we bless you, and we smile. let you go, see you rewind time and space in the years to come boldly before the run, sad black and white scene is jumping, you ran the distance and scattering memories of tears. you forward chase, chase and chasing beautiful and unknown future. happiness in your hands, power is the love of 1.3 billion, so you ran out and brave the haze, looking for a bright place, your world will be a large warm sunny day.
Do not be afraid Do not look back, do not stay. all the grief you all tread, you have to bear all the pain and over, all the disaster will not repeat all the memories of fear will never come back. Nothing can stop you pace, nothing can make you hurt again, we are behind you, make you strong backing we put all the love all to you.
6. 512 is a pain, 521 are warmer. 521, I love you. 13 billion of love and light your heart.
521, I love you, this is the call of 1.3 billion, what time are you hiding in the corner crying then, you lost in the haze of ruins it. our love will support your future happiness for you infected with the color, all black and white all but disappeared.
13 亿 the power of love is strong, all the pain, we help you carry down. you must, must, must run out of this haze. we will provide you the direction of traction, so you do not get lost in the way of life, so do not panic. Please be assured that our love will give you enough power, 13 billion of love, sorrow and painful memories can coverage.
century, 512.
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