Watching the news, I am shocked and really love it. Cherish children, pain and disability, tears filled my heart.
Give love and money to support the disaster Wenchuan. The land is ruthless, people are affectionate, and all the people are fighting in the southwest.
Helicopters, frequent round trips, send food and clothing to the victims. General secretary, going to the front is a catastrophe on earth.
Heart to heart, unite as one, rebuild a beautiful home. 2. Alas, 5. The magic of12 instantly separates you and me from Yin and Yang, and the sudden separation of life and death makes us cry too late. Torn earth, broken family fragmented ... telling how sad and sad! Disaster, a huge disaster suddenly arrival on you and me! In an instant, there were ruins and rubble everywhere, and the outstretched hands in the ruins cried out to us: How disobedient I was to leave so suddenly ... The earth is still shaking ... for you! "At all costs, people's lives come first!" This is the backbone of the people! This is our prime minister! For you! Camouflage is with you! Even if tears tell me that your soul has rested! For you! Relay for life in orange! You must insist! Hang in there until I see you! For you! Angels in white will save you from death! You must hold on! I believe perseverance can work miracles, son, don't cry. No school. We're with you. As long as we have ambition, we can still learn! Mom, don't cry. Without a house, we depend on you as long as we work hard! We can rebuild, brothers and sisters, don't cry, there is no family, we are with you, as long as our hands are connected, we still have 13 billion relatives! "Give the power of the whole country!" As long as there is you! Flowing blood, a steady stream of vehicles, and the great love of airplanes are all passing on! Pass the ball As long as there is you! No matter whether you are next door or far away from Wan Li, as long as you are there, you will shake the love and righteousness of Chinese children! We will have more courage in our future life! Because our hearts are together forever! 3. On the ruins, the sudden disaster of rebuilding home made the Chinese people grieved and shocked instantly. One by one, their compatriots went to the dark prime minister in the 1960s. They were the first to forget their personal safety and go to the front. The voice of cordial condolences is as warm as spring. Premier Wen, who dispelled the cold of death in the Republic, never left Wenchuan. His command and rescue touched everyone in China and the world, making the world praise human life above everything else. This is his most sincere mobilization of the soldiers of the three armed forces to the people of China. Fighting for life and death, white messengers, racing against time, volunteer team, gathering compatriots from all walks of life in Wenchuan, donating blood for friends and neighbors, and enthusiastically supporting the Chinese nation's feelings that blood is thicker than water have always been the brightest flash at this moment. Hundreds of millions of Chinese children lit the candlelight in their hearts, prayed for their lost compatriots, and shouted a great cry for their living brothers and sisters. We once again see the warmth of love in the belief of victory. No disaster can overwhelm the heroic people of China. Because our hearts are closely linked before the disaster, great love will help us tide over many difficulties and meet a sunny tomorrow. We vowed to be above the ruins. Rebuild a beautiful home 4. Rebuild your home. Man can conquer nature. Facing the scars, ruins and ruins after the earthquake, dear compatriots, you are so hurt.
This is the habitat of pandas and the hometown of Dayu? In the face of post-earthquake unity, solidarity and deep brotherhood, dear compatriots, you don't have to be sad. This is the concern of the central government and the watch of the people of the whole country! Natural disasters are ruthless, and you will not be lonely or desperate.
Look at the rescue team, like a heavenly soldier descending from the sky and rushing to the battlefield without smoke; Look at those batches of relief materials, which represent the deep hopes of people of all ethnic groups and are delivered to you. The motherland is your strong backing, and the people will always stand with you. In times of crisis, people will show their magical powers, provide earthquake relief and rebuild their homes. People will conquer nature! 5. Rebuild the homeland, live a strong thunder and shake the north of Sichuan.
Tears move the whole country, and all countries are brothers. To help thousands of miles, hundreds of millions of compatriots can't sleep together. Facing the rolling dust, we shouted in unison, dear! You must never give up! We will certainly help you-this year is full of disasters, the snow has not gone, earthquakes have followed, looking at the mountains and rivers rolling in dust, sighing sad, sighing, brothers! Let's go together! Shout loudly, let's save people together! Together, Tianhe can sail against the current and the sky.
We in Qi Xin work together, the sky is falling, and thousands of hands are together. We are United, we can face the disaster in northern Sichuan! Tianhe can be reversed, the sky can be lifted, and we must rebuild our homeland with our hands! Brothers! Let's not give up! We unite to push mountains, jump into the sea and rebuild tomorrow.
Thousands of miles away, we silently bless and hope that the affected compatriots will get out of danger as soon as possible. Every minute, we look forward to each other, although we can't personally extend our eager hands to you.
But we give our compatriots every blessing and every comfort with our heart. Minute by minute, we strive to announce that we are holding hands and comforting every broken heart with our songs. Although we have no personal experience, our hearts cry with you. However, we are holding your hand to rebuild our homeland minute by minute. We are refueling and living strong.
The blood of rescue is flowing, and they will spread their own flesh and blood into a rescue arm. The deceased relatives are looking forward to your being stronger and living well. Strong, despite constant hardships, Chinese children will be more United, because each of us will have the courage to connect our hearts. Although there are countless hardships, the warmth of home will make us melt all the suffering and sadness.
Love each other. Although our hearts are far apart, we hope you can laugh with my prayers and blessings as soon as possible. Let's face the day of rebuilding our homeland with a smile. May the rescue in northern Sichuan end smoothly, the people of China unite as one, and the land of China be full of love. Rebuild our homeland, let us be heart to heart.
Stay strong and we will all support you. 6. Cherish your life and rebuild your home. The devil changes in spring and summer. With the footsteps of summer coming quietly, on May 12, an ordinary day, no one can imagine, 14: 28, the devil shook the world with his subversive hand ... In the slight vibration of 4: 6, we also quit the office, worrying about where it was.
2. Poems commemorating the 5 12 Wenchuan earthquake are inseparable from life and death.
Life and death are inseparable, where dreams fall.
Thinking about the continuation of life.
The sky has lost its beauty, but you wait to stand up tomorrow.
No matter where you are, I will find you.
Blood can work miracles.
Your crying is engraved in my blood.
Do or die, I will wait for your news for a few seconds.
Believe in life.
I can't see you, but you are in my heart.
No matter where you are, I will find you.
Blood can work miracles.
Put your hands together and build your way home.
Life and death are inseparable, and the whole world is silent.
Don't cry in pain.
Love is your legend, and a rainbow rises after the storm.
No matter where you are, I will find you.
Blood can work miracles.
Your glimmer of hope is all my motivation. Motherly love-supporting another world for children
I don't know her name, but I can't forget her posture: her legs are kneeling on the ground and her body is deformed, all for her children. I don't know her name, but I can't forget the words she left on her mobile phone before she died: "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". My eyes are blurred, I see, what a great love it is! Mother, with her own life, propped up another sky for her children. Here, I wish the great mother rest in her grave, and wish the four-month-old baby she saved with her life to live well, grow up and be productive, and never forget his mother.
Fatherly love-digging a brand-new world for her daughter with both hands.
Bang, the teaching building collapsed, and many students were buried under it, and the protagonist was one of them.
She was buried under the ruins and thought about giving up her life several times: "So she died". However, at this moment, her father came and dug her daughter for three hours. A pair of hands, maybe some people don't understand its meaning, which means that they are not afraid of stone grinding or glass scraping. They are used instead of shovels to dig, but for a father, as long as his daughter is alive, what is a hand injury? Three hours may seem short to some people, but it is as long as a century to that father. Here, I also wish this troubled father and daughter a good life.
Teacher's love-take my wings and let you fly.
At the moment when the teaching building collapsed, he chose his own students. So he propped up the collapsed floor with his arms, but saved two students. At that moment, he gave his life, but gave two students a new life. In order to save the two children, rescuers had to cut off his arms. He lost his wings, but he made two students fly. Here, I wish those two students can fly to the blue sky with the teacher's wings.
Motherly love is great and selfless; Fatherly love, persistent and strong; Teacher's love is profound. Here, let me present a song "Let the world be full of love" to these respectable and lovely people: gently lift your face and dry your tears. ...
3. Urgently ask for a poem about gratitude and self-improvement to commemorate the 5 12 Wenchuan earthquake, son, don't cry.
Although mom went to heaven, we are still by your side. Be strong and the future will be full of hope. Stop crying, son.
Look, your mother is watching you from the sky. Dry your tears and smile, and your mother will smile back at you. Stop crying, son.
The stars in the sky are my mother's tears. You are not a lonely wanderer in the dark, but we will accompany you. Stop crying, son.
Don't be sad because of the loss of maternal love, and don't be sad because of the loss of loved ones. In fact, we are all your relatives. Stop crying, son.
Didn't mom tell you to be like a tumbler, not to fail in faith, but also to fail in life? Stop crying, son.
Let's welcome the brand-new sky and watch the beautiful rainbow after the rain. Remember, there is hope in life with lights. Mom needs to see you alive with your eyes open, and her love will always light your way ... don't cry, baby, don't cry, we all need to be strong.
4. Urgently ask for a poem about gratitude and self-improvement to commemorate the 5 12 Wenchuan earthquake, don't cry.
Although mom went to heaven,
But we're still with you,
Be strong and the future will be full of hope.
Stop crying, son.
Listen, your mother is watching you from the sky,
Dry your tears and smile,
Mom will smile at you, too.
Stop crying, son.
The stars in the sky are mother's tears,
You are not a lonely wanderer in the dark,
We'll be with you.
Stop crying, son.
Don't grieve for the loss of maternal love,
Don't grieve for the loss of your loved ones,
In fact, we are all your relatives.
Stop crying, son.
Mom didn't tell you to be like a tumbler,
In order to keep faith,
But also for life.
Stop crying, son.
Let's welcome the new sky together.
Let's see the beautiful rainbow after the rain.
Remember, where there is light, there is hope.
With your eyes open, mom wants to see you alive and strong.
Mother's love will always light your way. ...
Baby don't cry, mom don't cry, we all have to be strong!
5. Poems commemorating Wenchuan earthquake moved Wenchuan-"Life and death are inseparable"
Live and die together,
Where is your dream?
Thinking about the continuation of life,
The sky has lost its beauty,
You wait to stand up tomorrow.
No matter where you are,
I want to find you.
Blood can work miracles,
Your crying is engraved in my blood.
Live and die together,
I will wait for your news for a few seconds.
Believe that life is endless,
I can't see you,
You are in my heart.
No matter where you are,
I want to find you.
Blood can work miracles,
Put your hands together and build a road base for you to go home.
Live and die together,
Pain doesn't cry,
Love is your legend,
The rainbow rose after the storm.
No matter where you are,
I want to find you.
Blood can work miracles,
Your glimmer of hope is all my motivation.
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Join hands to build our lost home.
—— Wenchuan earthquake of magnitude 7.8 in Sichuan.
Author: Li Juan
"mom. . ."
There was only a loud noise.
I only saw the houses gradually falling down.
The home where we live.
At that moment.
At that moment.
Be destroyed in a day/moment
"mom. . .."
faraway place
A weak figure.
destroy
crazy
crazy
rush
"Mom, you don't leave me.
I'm young, mom.
Don't. Don't abandon me
Don't. .. don't. . "
She is crying.
She walked frantically through the ruins.
Kept shouting "mom, mom. .."
Gradually
My voice is hoarse.
Gradually
She was tired
The air is still full of thick dust.
The earth is still shaking slightly.
she
they
Search among the ruins of the city.
Looking for more surviving compatriots
The clothes are torn.
The shoes are broken.
My hands and feet are broken, too
. ..
They are still looking for it.
Even if there is a glimmer of hope.
They are hand in hand.
Side by side
We are holding hands.
Side by side
imprudent
imprudent
Save more lives
The day after the earthquake.
The day after the earthquake.
Voluntary blood donation platforms in various cities
Boundless huge crowd
Right in front of every window.
Strong arms.
Scramble to stretch forward
At this moment.
We saw beauty.
We saw it.
-Unity of the people of China.
6. I urgently need a poem to commemorate the 5 12 earthquake, with the theme of youth, responsibility and gratitude. I came from an accident like dust.
Who can see my weakness?
Where am I from and where am I going?
Who will call me next?
Although the world is wide, this road is difficult to walk.
I have seen all the ups and downs in this world.
How much love do I have and how many tears do I have?
God knows I won't give up.
A grateful heart thanks for having you.
Being with me all my life has given me the courage to be myself.
A grateful heart thanks fate.
I will cherish flowers as much as flowers.
I came from an accident like dust.
Who can see my weakness?
Where am I from and where am I going?
Who will call me next?
Although the world is wide, this road is difficult to walk.
I have seen all the ups and downs in this world.
How much love do I have and how many tears do I have?
God knows I won't give up.
A grateful heart thanks for having you.
Being with me all my life has given me the courage to be myself.
A grateful heart thanks fate.
I will cherish flowers as much as flowers.
A grateful heart thanks for having you.
Being with me all my life has given me the courage to be myself.
A grateful heart thanks fate.
I will cherish flowers as much as flowers.
7. The heart of poetry commemorating the Wenchuan earthquake has grown wings.
I really want to borrow a pair of wings from a bird.
In this way, we can reach Wenchuan soon.
With the PLA and armed police soldiers,
Relieve the disaster that fell on you.
Help angels in white.
Put the wounded on a stretcher.
I really want to have a pair of wings
That's why you came to this land destroyed by the earthquake.
Set up a tent for you
Cook you a pot of hot soup.
I can do it for you myself.
Wipe away the sadness dripping from my cheeks.
I really want to have a pair of wings
So I can stand on the ruins of Wenchuan.
With my thin shoulders
Share a little of your pain
With my heart
Put away your sadness.
I have no wings.
I can't reach my heart for the time being.
But we are heading for Wenchuan.
Spend generously.
Every drop of blood we give.
The direction is also that place in Wenchuan.
Wenchuan, Wenchuan
Have a strong motherland.
Disaster is just a passer-by
There are 13 billion brothers and sisters.
You will have a bright future.
in fact
my heart
It already has wings.
Fly to that place in Wenchuan
Wenchuan Earthquake (Poetry)
It will be a thousand times in my life.
Flash that terrible moment
When you stumble out of a crumbling apartment.
In shock, say goodbye to your loved ones with your mobile phone.
In another distant place
Luck is gone, and countless lives are frozen forever.
May 28(th), 2008
Wenchuan is a strange name.
Suddenly focused by the world
A pair of eyes in front of the map are eagerly looking for it.
Premier Wen Jiabao is in a mature wheat field in Nanyang.
Now it has appeared in the forefront of Dujiangyan disaster area.
The groans and cries for help of children buried in the ruins.
Let every kind person tear their hearts out for it.
You are considerate of those who lost their loved ones in Beichuan.
After the earthquake, you made your first phone call.
Call my mother in the country.
Do you understand those parents in front of Juyuan Middle School?
Crazy behavior and anxiety.
Your children also study in the same middle school.
Do you know my wife's eyes every weekend?
Watch those assembled teams on TV
How much you wish one of them was you.
But the family will not collapse, and love will not break.
The long stream of people in front of the blood donation car
Thunderstorms can't disperse them.
Candles were lit in the square.
Children praying for the disaster area.
Tears in their eyes are brighter than gems.
The Arabic numerals you wrote down in front of the screen.
It has nothing to do with stocks and sports lottery-that's the account of the Red Cross.
It is the most touching heartbeat and poem of China in May.
5. 12 Sichuan Wenchuan earthquake composition poem: My eyes are full of tears.
When the Tangshan earthquake healed the wound
1998 When the river does not return to flood.
When the snowstorm in February warmed people's hearts.
May 12, which means May 12.
There was a loud noise from the earth.
Wenchuan is stuck in the throat of fate.
Strong earthquakes, heavy rains and mudslides
I saw the road collapse.
The house was burnt down.
I see old people, middle-aged people and those.
Children who read aloud.
Disappeared on the horizon not far away.
Why are my eyes full of tears?
That's under the ruins.
One voice is quiet, but it is still loud.
"I am alive and happy now."
It is above the clouds, with an altitude of 4999 meters.
Paratroopers are the luckiest clouds on earth.
There is an old man who is busy all day.
Still rushing to the front day and night.
In the ruins and frequent shocks
His elegant figure.
Like a tall and solid wall.
Shut out all disasters.
8. A touching poem commemorating the Wenchuan earthquake. Please remember that I love you, baby. Your little body is lying quietly in my arms, and the mountains are falling apart. Don't be afraid to have your mother to protect you, baby. Don't cry in the dark. Your mother is with you. All the disasters are borne by your mother. Don't be afraid. Mom is protecting you, baby. Your mother really wants to be with you all her life. She really wants to watch you spend your childhood. Don't be afraid that your mother will always be by your side when you encounter difficulties on the road to middle-aged growth. Dear baby, please sleep in your mother's arms. Your mother's body will cool your heart, but it won't stay away from you. Dear baby, if you can live, please remember that I love you —————————— Mom, don't cry. I don't feel pain now. Stop looking at me. You will remember the earthquake for the rest of your life. Nothing can protect the surviving students. I was really envious at that moment. Strong desire to survive but helpless. Mom, don't cry. I can't accompany you anymore. So many people accompany me. I won't be lonely, but I am worried about your tears. How I hope you can be happy. I want to honor my parents when I grow up. I really don't want to leave this step too early. Mom, don't cry. Earthquakes are the rage of the earth. Maybe it was a moment of chaos that hurt so many innocent people. I am just a pawn in misfortune. There are many miserable people. Tears can't lift my concrete mom. Don't cry. Don't hold my little body. I lost my previous body temperature. My breathing and my heart stopped. Please put on my favorite clothes and bring me my favorite books. If there is a school in heaven, I will tell you in my dream. Don't cry, mom. Natural disasters are the poison of the Holy Spirit. Your weak body can't stop it. As long as mom is still alive, it is God's blessing to us. Because of you, that little grave gets an extra shovel every year. Let me leave my pen with the teacher. I haven't left any last words in my notebook. I hold my pen tightly, I want to draw the latest and most beautiful pictures, I want to design the strongest building, in its concept, it will never collapse, so that students will no longer be covered with dust, let my teacher finish his last words, and let all my little brothers and sisters grow up safely. I want to hold my colorless pen at the end of the world and not let the devil. Raid my home, your home, and I will keep my eyes open to observe the changes of the earth. Once there is any abnormal sound, I will write down the omen at the first time, and the green water and cliffs will tell you to escape from the terrible moment. I will raise my pen to my chin and write down what I have always wanted to say to my parents. If I were your child again, I would be better. Obedience will never make you worry about your next life for an unsatisfactory result. I will repay you with everything. Let me take the last pen to accompany me through a longer period of time. Please leave it for me. Don't take my beloved pen from me, ................................................................................................................ Where is your dream? Thinking about life, the sky has lost its beauty, but you are waiting to stand up tomorrow. No matter where you are, I will find your blood and work miracles. Your cry is engraved in my blood, and I will wait for you for a few seconds. I believe that life is endless and I can't see you, but no matter where you are, I am worried about you. I want to find your blood, create miracles, build your hands and build your way home. Life and death are inseparable, and the whole world is silent and painful. Love is your legend. The rainbow rises after the storm, no matter where you are. I must find your blood to work miracles. Your little hope is all my motivation —————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————— Children should hold their mother's hand quickly. Grab mom's hand. The road to heaven is too dark. Mom is afraid that you will touch your head. Hold mom's hand and let her walk with you. Mother is afraid that the road to heaven is too dark. I can't see your hands. Since the collapsed wall took away the sunshine, I can't see your gentle eyes anymore. Go ahead, son. There is no sorrow ahead. There are endless textbooks and dad's fists. You should remember what my father and I looked like and walk together in the afterlife. Mom, don't worry. The road to heaven is crowded with many classmates and friends. We said we wouldn't cry. Everyone's mother is our mother, and every child is his mother's child. Give love to the living children, mom. Mom, don't cry. Tears can't light our way. Let's walk slowly by ourselves. Mom, I will remember you and dad, and remember that we agreed to go together in the afterlife! ————————— Dear baby, sleep sweetly. With the support and protection of your mother's body, you will be very stable. Dear baby, do you know the warmth and gentle breathing of your mother's lips in infancy? Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you ————————————— Bao. Go to sleep, Bay-for the children who fell asleep in the earthquake. Are you scared, baby? The sudden collapse of the sky startled you. Who called dad? Who's yelling at mom? Who was trembling with fear and shed tears? Baby, it's over. Does it hurt? Those heavy objects collapsed violently. Your skin is as delicate as silk and your bones are as fragile as flowers. It hurts so much, baby. Sleep, sleep, and it won't hurt. It is as pure as a meteor, as pure as a baby's moon, as a lily destroyed in the ruins of your baby. Your soul must have spread its wings and flew to the direction of heaven against the wind. That's the only place worth living. Let's pray for reincarnation. I believe that energy will never disappear. I believe that you are just a seed replanted by your relatives with their hands and blood and tears. When this day comes again, stretch and grow into a tree, a flower or a butterfly. You chase me and fly in the sun. Baby, go to sleep. Study hard for many years and let sleep soothe your tired dreams. Don't be wronged. How many people who love you cried? Blood and tears poured in their hearts ——————————————————————————— Sorry, uncle.