Earthquake Relief Poetry recitation Together .

The jade tree does not fall, God bless China - the recitation of the word "Together".

If the wounds left by Wenchuan to the sons and daughters of China two years ago have just healed in the New Year of the land of Bashu, the claws of death once again cut my mother's cheeks, and the jade tree was turned into ruins and devastated in an instant.

At that moment, I heard the majestic plateau crying, and the whole of China was shocked by your cry, and it was followed by more than a thousand aftershocks, my old Tibetan grandmother, my young children, how can you bear it!

O my handsome Kham man, how thou wilt stand tall in the tremor of the earth!

At this moment, the distant jade tree is our burned heart, and the painful feeling goes straight down to three thousand miles above sea level, suffocating everyone's breath this spring;

Your wounds are our pain, and our pain is your teardrops.

How difficult it is for me to prosper the nation, my vast land of China, has always been a whole of life and flesh and blood, together, we are together with Yushu, and the party and the people are together.

Ah, in the past week, how did the 1.3 billion pairs of family arms stretch out together to the bloody plateau to help life and pass on hope, and how to hug the children of Yushu who are covered in bruises and bruises tightly into the warm embrace of the big family of the motherland.

From the general secretary's trip back to China after interrupting his foreign visit, I saw that there is no time and space distance in love with Yushu, and from the faces of the first Sichuan team members to arrive in Yushu, I understood the meaning of boundless love and renewed.

The jade tree will not fall, the jade tree will stand forever, I have listened to the rattle of your princess Wencheng entering Tibet at the source of the great river civilization and woke up the desert Gobi, I have embraced you in the immortal epic of King Gesar, the bell of the thousand-year-old temple in the ancient town of Jiegu hit the legend of history, your beautiful life is like the Gesang flowers blooming on the plateau, and the spring earth is closely intertwined, together, we are with the Yushu, the military and the people side by side, at this moment I am suffering in the tent compatriots!

Please believe that you are your mother's most beloved horse, you are the eagle that the motherland is flying, and we will have your new green home and beautiful new home.

Looking back at the 98 flood and 03 years of SARS, as well as the 2008 ice and snow disaster and the 512 major **, which disaster fight is not the condensation of China's great love across thousands of mountains and rivers, and which disaster is not the legend of the earth where 56 ethnic groups build a new homeland together?

Today in front of your Nima pile, the largest in the world, we vow to use the power of the whole country to free up your splendor tomorrow, and we will let the eagle with folded wings spread auspicious wishes again on the road through the cold zone.

We want to let the wounded horses gallop across the rainbow sky on the blessed Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, together, we are with Yushu; Brothers and sisters of all nationalities are together.

At this moment, we also have to tell the future loudly that any disaster makes us lose only tears, even if the pain takes away everyone's tears, what we get can only be an ending, that is, the plateau of life again and again, in the hands of the unyielding Chinese sons and daughters, sacredly held up, together, we are with Yushu, victory and the motherland together!

Students, please don't say ......

Students, please don't say that we have never met, even though we are separated by scarred thousands of rivers and mountains, the warm letterhead also conveys peace of mind.

Students, please don't say that we are heartbroken, even if we have been speechless in the blur of blood and tears, strong hands will also be planted by the side of our loved ones.

Students, please don't say that we are on different sides of the world, even if we are still in the water town south of the Yangtze River, and the other is in the new home soaked with sweat, the simple pen can also depict the blue sky of the future.

Students, please don't say that we lead to the top of the light.

The mountain road has been buried by mudslides, and even if our eyes are obscured by the fog for a while, the powerful sunlight will eventually ignite hope.

Students, please don't say that there is no love between us that is thicker than blood, and the silent love will also guide us forward together, and everyone is connected by flesh and blood, and by heart.