Strong and fragile

"Today is your birthday, I wish you a happy birthday." Bo found himself lying on his bed, looking at the ceiling, and said to himself.

This year, he won 50 years old. At the age of 30, he left home and decided to make money himself. But he could only be a sailor to support himself. For 20 years, no one gave him a birthday in 20 years, but He always believed that his family would find himself one day and make up his birthday. Unfortunately, every birthday, he can't always buy a cake. He can only lie on his bed and wish him a happy birthday.

The two eyes that were full of vicissitudes and experienced numerous storms closed up, and soon they fell into a dream. He dreamed that the devil took him into hell, and heard the death saying to him, "I know that you are strong, but human beings are ultimately the most vulnerable. Bode, do you believe?" Bod shook his head. "No, I have experienced the wind." Rain and rain, I don’t know how many times I left Hong Kong, I almost couldn’t come back. I even had a big wave knocking over my boat. I just swam back to the shore. I think human beings are the strongest.” Death listened to him, to him. Say "Well, win, you let me see the strength of humanity, 3 days, 3 days later you will die, I do not believe that your strength can withstand death!"

The sun rose again, and he opened his eyes. He didn't seem to care about the dream, but in fact, this day was the first day of the three days.

As usual, he got out of bed, ate breakfast, went out, and rode his bicycle, which his parents gave him when he was 20 years old. Although it was very worn, he could ride. He won the ride, and now the god of death has watched him silently behind him. The evil mouth of the god of death is slightly upturned. The cold smile makes him feel cold and sweaty behind him. He has never felt this way. After 3 seconds, a truck hit him directly from his right side. Bod was hit and flew, and the tires of his bicycle were still turning again, making a squeaking sound.

He was sent to the hospital. After five hours of rescue, he survived, but his feet were paralyzed for life, but he did not think he was unfortunate. He believed that he could survive. Death has seen all of this.

That night, Bod was sitting in a wheelchair and sighed. Indeed, it all came too fast, but he firmly believed that as long as his loved ones were there, he would find himself one day. His parents were like his pillars. When I touched my legs, he never felt this way. Sadness was once again used in his heart. There is no such thing as tears in the dictionary. Gradually, he fell asleep.

On the second day, Bod pushed the wheelchair, tried to get used to it all at home, pushed the wheelchair in the morning, got tired and closed his eyes, dreamed of his parents, and was with them, very happy...

At this moment, the vibration of the earth will be awakened. He seems to know that this will happen. He calmly pushes his wheelchair to the home as quickly as possible.

One life died in this earthquake, countless families were broken, a house collapsed, and the winnings collapsed. He was gone, but he thought he was lucky because he survived.

Everything that the god of death saw shocked himself. The old sailor had the perseverance of ordinary people. The view of death changed in his body. He decided not to let him win, because the one who tested the god of death, he It is the strongest, he is a hero.

In the refuge, he won the experience with the living people and inspired many people. People praised him for his strength. That night, the TV screamed the list of dead people, and the heart of the game mentioned the heart. He didn't want to hear anyone he knew. But four names appeared in front of him, and his father, mother, wife and his son were dead. Upon hearing this, the strong door that won was broken, the only pillar was shaken, and tears flowed down his wrinkled face...

These death gods did not arrange, he canceled the disaster of the third day, but he did not think of this.

On the morning of the third day, the god of death received the message, won, and committed suicide!

Human beings are so strong, they are so fragile!

The third day of Yuren Middle School: Qiu Mengjie 123