In war, you hurt these children who are not yet full.

War, we say no to you.

The devil's ruthless claws spread across the beautiful earth, and the smoke covered the sky and the future. The angel's wings have not yet formed and they have died. In the war, a child's body, who once thought that it had a warm heart in the past.

War is the struggle of human power and possession; war is the struggle of human ignorance and prejudice!

However, children are innocent.

When a girl is looking for her parents in the corpse, how can the horrified look be unpleasant?

When an underage African child clenched his rifle in the street, I was shocked!

When a newly born baby was abandoned by his parents on the rails and still contained the bottle nipple left by his mother, have you ever been shocked by it? ......

In the face of a picture taken from Iraq in front of the frame, the old poet Li Wei wrote the "Kite" with a heart-wrenching mood:

"...the owner is a ten-year-old child, ten years old sitting under the broken wall with a pair of sunglasses...he is jumping on the calf, his big eyes, the suffering, the wind flowing in the world, ten years old, But I know war better than anyone else."

I still remember the song that Huang Jiaxuan called with the fans at a large concert:

"... helpless and frozen eyes, tears watching the sky with grief, is accusing the war until the last pain is a child... I call the world... call again again..."

Peace is turned into drizzle and the earth is washed.

I hope to make a spring breeze and come to the world.

I hope that peace will be a sunshine and will shine forever...

So let us pray for tomorrow, call for peace together, love peace!

Jinhe Middle School Eighth Grade Class 2: Guo Bingxin