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Can't be forgotten again.

I never thought I would be so close to a disaster.

Those victims are so familiar, with black eyes and yellow eyes, they are all our compatriots and sons and daughters of China. But now their clothes are torn, they are tear-stained, they are scarred, and they are going to save their loved ones!

A woman rushed to find her child in the rubble, tears running down her face and blurring my vision. She doesn't care about her image, she just wants her own children. Another woman, with her hair scattered, curled up quietly in the corner, beside her was her young son, who was separated from her yin and yang, she was quietly, quietly curled up in the corner, without a word, without a trace of expression.

Is it because you are so sad that you cry dry your tears? The scene is as silent as ashes, there is no heart-rending cry, but it is even more heart-wrenching! Although I can't deeply understand the grief of the separation of yin and yang for the time being, as a Chinese child, I can understand the tragic feelings of my compatriots and the love and compassion of parents for their children.

How I don't want to accept this fact, how I want to forget! I want to forget the pale faces, the young corpses, and the tragic pictures.

I can't forget the pale and weak hands on the screen. Under the cement slabs, under the steel bars, under the boulders, and in the ruins, there are some lives that were once alive. Some of them are gone, some of them are struggling.

They lie under the broken bricks and rubble, and use their bodies to perform a tragic song of life and death. Their hands cut apart the fragments little by little, and the miracle of life was carved out. They stretched their fleshy, fleshy hands out of the freshly dug gaps, looking for hope for life.

Looking at the hands of blood and mud in the picture, I felt the beauty of life so strongly and their desire for life. We will never be able to forget this hand stained with blood and tears, and forget the greatness of this life!

And we can't forget the shocking data. The big **, the death of tens of thousands of people, and the withering ...... of many flower-like childrenAt this moment, any words seemed so pale and powerless in front of them, life was in an instant, dying in droves, and in the face of death, everything lost its color.

How much I want to forget, forget the tears of the people in the disaster area, forget the pain of all the mothers in the disaster area, and forget how many flowers have quietly withered after Mother's Day, ......I closed my eyes, trying to erase them from my memory, but it became clearer.

Tears dripped down my heart, however, what I could not forget was the greatness of our lovely army walking for more than 20 hours on foot to save people; We must not forget the deep affection of our Premier Wen who risked his life to go to the disaster area at the first time; We must not forget the touching scenes ...... thousands of Chinese who consciously threw themselves into disaster relief work, and who had the money to contribute their strength and efforts

2008 is a year of disaster and glory, I believe that as long as we are united, we will be able to create the miracle of the world like many people in this ** miracle of life!