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in the disaster area of Sichuan.

Every corner, every inch of rubble.

We can all capture a lot of moving moments.

In disasters we see it again and again.

Sincere and hot hearts and piles of busy.

Burning red, orange, yellow, blue, green, white.

It's their boundless love.

It was they who were brave and fearless.

It's their nameless big aid.

The whole of China, the whole world.

Hold Wenchuan's hand tightly.

Tightly grasped the trembling hearts of the people in the disaster area.

Remember, we don't want fragile tears.

Remember, we don't want that innocent bloodshed.

Yes, straighten your back.

Trample the disaster under your feet.

Straighten your spine and hold up the sky.

It stood up for the eventful years.

We ask for scenery from disasters.

We must strive for self-improvement, self-reliance, and hard work.

It's a race against time and death.

It should be more, faster, better, less economical, and more local.

Rebuild our own beautiful home.

In the midst of the disaster we captured a lot of these shots:

In the ruins, the cry spreads the persistence of life.

There is a kind of cohesion, and that is called unity is strength.

There is a red flow called blood connection, which is the devotion of love.

It is the endless flesh and blood affection of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.

It is the transmission of love that dissolves in water without giving up blood.

Central, Western, Southern, Northern, Central.

Inside and outside the Great Wall, at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, on the coast of the East China Sea.

Truth and tears are flying.

All over the world, the Chinese community is surging with love and support.

A train of hope, a car of love.

Boxes of responsibility, race against time, day and night.

It was the catastrophe that connected the two distant hearts.

It is love that connects China and the world.

Let's wish it.

Best wishes to our brothers and sisters.

From now on, it will be safe and happy, and there will be no more darkness.

Best wishes to our fathers and fellow villagers.

Since then, the reunion has been reunited, and there will be no more disasters smoothly.

We believe, we must believe.

Your persistence is our strength and encouragement.

Your victory is our smile and blessing.

We sigh, we are moved.

We are moved by love and aid.

We are moved by the motherland and moved by the strength of the motherland.

China moves the world.

In the winter when I was fifteen, I came home from school one evening. Because the weather was very cold, the door lock was so cold that it was difficult to open, I couldn't open the door anymore, it was cold and urgent, and I twisted it vigorously, but the key was broken, and the broken part was still in the lock. Later, when my parents came back, it took a lot of trouble to enter the house.

After entering the door, my mother was very angry, and counted me down one by one, saying that I shouldn't wait too hard, and I didn't say anything, but my mother's habit is to ignore people, and say one thing over and over again. I was also a child who didn't want to admit my mistakes to people with tough attitudes, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I said a few words, saying that I didn't mean it and that I didn't make any big mistakes.

Although my father didn't say anything, he seemed to be angry enough about the door, and when he heard that I was still arguing with my mother, he kicked me in anger. I was stupid at the time, because my dad never hit me, and he was always very protective of me.

Silently returning to my room, I just felt that I couldn't bear such a blow, so on impulse, I put on my coat again, carried a bag and quietly left the house.

Walking into the dark night alone, I suddenly found that I had no direction and didn't know where to go. I went around the railroad a few times, and finally unconsciously slipped like a thief into the uphill vegetable garden, looking at the lights in the house from afar and crying, feeling how warm the lights were, but I couldn't go back, I couldn't stand that even my father had become so fierce.

I was walking around the house when I was spotted by a neighbor's aunt, who anxiously advised me, "Son, go back quickly!" Your dad is crazy looking for you, and he can't cry like this.

I still stubbornly said, "No, I'm not going back!" She couldn't stand me, so she hurried away.

I hid in the snow in the backyard of my house, and after a while, the aunt called my father: "Go quickly!" She's in the backyard.

Dad saw me at a glance, and he choked up as he hugged me out and said, "Son, it's Daddy's fault!" Dad won't hit you again.

Dad pulled me home, and met my mom again, who had just come back from looking for me. She was still fierce, pointing at my nose and asking me where I had gone. Even so, her swollen eyes told me that she was also afraid of losing me.

An unexpected exodus made me realize how important I am in the hearts of my parents! This incident has also become a memory that makes me cry when I mention it in this life.

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In this world, there are many people who are moved, and there are many things that move people. They are like stars in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, illuminating people's hearts, illuminating people's behavior and morality. There was one little thing that shone like a star in my heart and I can never forget.

It was an afternoon just after a light rain, and a mother and daughter went downstairs for a walk. At that time, the air was damp with the ground, and the smell of earth was emanated. There are also a few small droplets of water on the green leaves, which add a bit of cuteness to the green leaves.

The flowers also appeared with smiling faces. The sky is so blue, the air is so fresh, and the little insects enjoy the gifts of nature. People have also come out one after another, adding a lot of life to this beautiful painting.

The little girl ran and sang, like a beautiful and eye-catching butterfly in spring. She ran and ran and jumped and sang and sang, and in a few moments she came to the side of a road they had to pass. There is still a little water left on the road, and it looks very slippery.

She carefully pulled her pants and walked over step by step. When she saw her mother coming, she shouted at her from afar, "Mom, this road is very slippery, be careful!"

After speaking, he smiled sweetly at his mother.

Although this is a small thing, it reflects the little girl's kind heart that cares about others. Although it is only a short sentence, it can reflect her love and respect for her mother. I saw a story about a child who often helped others, cared for others, shared happiness with others, and shared the sorrows of others, and finally won a happy life.

There is also a student who has respected his mother since he was a child and depends on his mother, but he has gone to college, who will take care of his mother? He resolutely decided to take his mother to college. Its filial piety finally touched the principal, and he took his mother to school with the exception.

You see, caring for others and respecting elders are virtues that are celebrated by people. This incident has brought me a lot of inspiration and made me remember for a long time, everyone cares about others and respects their elders, then the world will be more beautiful.

I wrote an article about myself having a nosebleed, and then who will help you 、、、

If you want to write well, you have to write something that touches the reader's heart and can make him shed a kind of tears......