Little boy in war

On August 28, 1937, Japanese invaders bombed the Shanghai Railway Station.
I only heard a loud bang, the house collapsed, the casualties, and the blood flowed into the river. Everyone panicked and wanted to escape. At this time, there was a cry of tears. This cries is particularly harsh on the Shanghai Railway Station that has been razed to the ground.

It turned out that the crying of this side ear originated from a little boy. The little boy’s clothes are ruined, and there are a few scars and black mud on his face! The little boy was completely scared by the scene in front of him: the ground was full of broken tiles, and there were countless deaths and injuries, and the blood flowed into the river. He began to look for the familiar figure of his loved ones, but the warm body of his loved ones was not by his side. He began to feel helpless and afraid. He simply screamed on the floor and cried. After a while, his voice began to become hoarse. Maybe his bleak cry didn't attract his dearest mom and dad. Looking around, it is still the same tragic scene, or the same corpse.
At this moment, where is the little boy who most missed the little boy? They may have died under the rubble; they may be crowded out of the train station, trying to find a little boy... Maybe the little boy’s parents don’t know that their son is anxiously waiting for their arms.
This poor little boy, waiting for him, may be a big embrace of death; it may be another attack by the Japanese; it may be... In short, his hope of surviving is very small, and the god of death seems to be hard. Take him out of the world - except for miracles. Unless there is a miracle - but is this possible? What miracle can happen at this savage Shanghai Railway Station?
Poor children, the war has caused him to lose everything he was happy with - happy childhood, and his loved ones... I want to appeal to the world: for the children, please lay down your arms and stop the war!

Fourth grade of Guoxiaoxia Road, Yuexiu District, Guangzhou, Guangdong, China: Wei Xing