Wenchuan 61 poems, modern poems written about the Wenchuan earthquake

Child: Hold on to Mom's hand

I would like to dedicate this poem to the children who died.

Child: Hold on to Mom's hand

The way to heaven.

It's too dark, mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads quickly.

Hold Mom's hand.

Let mom go with you mom scared.

The road to heaven is too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since the Collapsed Wall.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Kid: Let's go.

There is no more sorrow on the road ahead.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember what my dad and I looked like.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom: Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom: Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way to ourselves.

Walk slowly, Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life.

The big brother in front, yours is too long, and mine is better.

"The child quickly grabs his mother's hand".

Child: Hold on to Mom's hand

The road to heaven is too dark.

Mom is afraid that you will touch your head.

Hurry up and hold Mom's hand.

Let mom go with you.

Mom is afraid that the road to heaven is too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since the Collapsed Wall.

Take the sun away.

I will never see your tender eyes again.

Kid: Let's go.

There is no more sorrow on the road ahead.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember how I looked with my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom: Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom: Don't cry.

Tears don't light our way.

Let's go slowly.

Mom: I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our agreement to walk together in the next life.

The winds of misery pierced through the darkness of the earth, and countless white clouds surged in the sky.

Your soul cries out in anguish, ringing in your mother's ears. I look far away and breathe with you.

Even if it is a landslide, your scars have survived.

Even if the ground is cracked, your will is stronger.

Beijing with a five-pointed star has never slept all night; The Prime Minister's plane, non-stop; The eyes of the people, restlessness and prayers.

Since we can't choose our fate, we can fight with our hands and bodies.

Can you, in Wenchuan, hear our blessings of peace?

You in Wenchuan, please wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes, and we will spend the darkness with you.

You, Wenchuan, please follow the banner of the sickle and hammer to lead us to the light of peace.

There are always sufferings in history, and it has always been our wish to avoid them. And some suffering, we only have to bear the pain and bravely challenge.

Although I am in a safe place separated by several mountains, my heart is all swayed by you in Wenchuan. Because our mountains are continuous with mountains, and the water is also connected.

I can tell. Hear, you in Wenchuan, the sound of tears from every heart, and you can hear the voice of your soul striving for self-improvement.

The clouds are surging and the strong winds are blowing, and this will soon pass, because your strong faith coexists with heaven and earth.

Once again, let's light the light by candlelight and put an end to the madness of darkness.

I wish you in Wenchuan: all life is green, vigorous and fluffy!

"Child, hurry up and hold on to your mother.

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For the children who died in Wenchuan.

Author unknown. Kids fast. Hold on to Mom.

hands. The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold on to Mom. hands.

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember. My touch with my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother.

children. Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way. Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly. Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life.

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For the children who died in Wenchuan.

Kids fast. Hold Mom's hand.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold Mom's hand.

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember. My touch with my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way. Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly. Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life.

The author is Su Shansheng from Rizhao, Shandong.

Kids fast. Hold Mom's hand.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold Mom's hand.

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember. My touch with my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to heaven is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way. Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly. Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life.

Child: Hold on to Mom's hand

For the children who died in **. Child. Fast.

Hold on to your mother's hands.

The way to heaven.

It's too dark. Mom is afraid of you.

Bumped heads. Fast.

Hold on to your mother's hand.

Let mom go with you. Mom. Fear.

The road to heaven. It's too dark.

I can't see your hands.

Since. Collapsed walls.

Take the sun away.

I can't see anymore.

Your tender eyes.

Child. Let's go.

The road ahead. There was no more sorrow.

There are no endless textbooks.

And Daddy's fist.

You have to remember. Me and my dad.

In the next life, we will have to go together.

Mom. Don't worry.

The road to Paradise is a bit crowded.

I have a lot of classmates and friends.

We say. Don't cry.

Anyone's mom is our mom.

Every child is a mother's child.

Days without me.

Give your love to a living child.

Mom. Don't cry.

Tears don't shine.

Our way. Let's take it ourselves.

Walk slowly. Mom.

I'll remember you and Daddy as we were.

Remember our pact.

Let's go together in the next life.