Love

Although a match is small, it can illuminate the way forward; a drop of water is small, but it can be merged into a vast sea.

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When the ground began to shake, the earthquake swept your classroom like a demon, and you waved the first time to let the students leave the classroom. However, unfortunately, there are still four students who have not ran out of the classroom. You are brave in your own safety, supporting your body with your arms and protecting your four young lives. And you will always leave your loved ones forever. You, in the position of protecting the students, sang a sad song of love!

After the earthquake, when the rescuers found you, your whole upper body was crouching, knees squatting, hands supporting the body, cold under the belly, lying on your sleepy child, pink face Distinctly reminiscent of everything that is dead around, the light-colored shackles are inserted with a mobile phone with blood marks: Dear baby, if you are still alive, be sure to remember that I love you! The cool breeze sweeps and shakes the fragile heart. Although the people present were used to seeing life and death in the earthquake, they still could not help but burst into tears. You, with this great declaration, cast a beautiful rainbow in a sadness!

Thirteen billion Chinese children, in the same boat, they used their own lives to lay a beautiful life for their offspring, their posture, their love will be fixed at the highest end of life, never ruin.

The earthquake will not shake us, the disaster will not scare us, and the 1.3 billion Chinese people are connected and love each other. After the earthquake, the fundraising scene, people like the flood, even the big donation box, can not accommodate the love of hundreds of millions of people. The hearts of thousands of people have already been attached to the relief items, and the plane floated over Wenchuan. The figure of disaster can't stop the children of China, and only the heart will be connected.

Little love is woven into big love. If there is no personal sacrifice, how can it be exchanged and transmitted?

Rolling the river, the vast land for me to witness: the cohesion of love, will be exchanged for the sun after the rain; the cohesion of love, will usher in the sun.

Between the heavens and the earth, the song is faintly remembered in the ear: as long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world. . . . . .

The second middle school of Xingan County, Ji'an City, Jiangxi Province: Zhang Wenjing