Yushu in Qinghai Province --- a beautiful place, it is far away from me, but to make us disappear. He was injured, and I have to fly the pigeon to his heart heal ---- inscriptions.
of snow has been melting the north, I finally see a warm sun rising. Clove the flowers has quietly grown a shell and tender, applied a touch of powder. Some breeze whistled softly; riverside willows low flirtatious, stretch one in green. Only anti-Hunta on pigeons, Jiu with thin eyes, looked around. Do not know what is in finding, or waiting for that; her wings from time to time jitter,UGG shoes, as if flying like some cute. This is a bright morning. This is because last night the rain wash wash the dust of the earth, nurtured
of a spring of life. Thus, happiness has this piece of land in the green Zhan Lu; people saw this scene with flashing buildings and hope.
I jog in the riverside avenue, breathe the fresh river air. Bad news to wake up from that field. Yes, the number of days for a week, 168 hours,UGG boots cheap, that place called Yushu, Qinghai-Tibet Plateau on the jewel, affects everyone's heart. That nightmare is the roar of the earth, to this beautiful little town into ruins. Buried more than 2,000 lives. At 7:49 on the April 14 minutes, moments of kungfu, life becomes a white color film.
shock, cry, sadness, crying, it makes the earth to stop it tearing? If the time fixed in that format before, it will make the nightmare go away? Who can stop the earth with fury that.
clouds holding the bundles of white lilies speechless; mountains and the rolling waves of Tao Lin arm in silent; rivers and breathtaking soon as the soul of groaning no cover tears. The piece Tangfangudao footsteps above into the princess has become the eternal movement of my Heart Song
can not see past the bomb I could no longer aspire to happiness and Pieces.
I know, the Shanhua Yushu stop in the ruins of the release of fragrance; trees in debris in the rubble to stop the release of shade; the tip of the Himalayan snow lotus, also stopped in the release of Namo bright red color. And the land were suffering, and sketched out the pain deep in my soul.
fact,UGG boots clearanc, Yushu the names, not new for me. Know her, from photography hobby. Where each of temples and pagodas are countless stories; where the white clouds and blue sky of the flock; where primitive tent, horse racing, as well as the source of rivers, snow in April, there are weather-beaten old so Yushu is a beautiful landscape, my friends dreamed of a place. And the appointment This has become a dream forever.
But yesterday, after all, is over. Followed by a flag for the shock of civilians from the sky; candles lit for the dead and after the vigil; teachers and students embracing prayer for the dead figure; emergency rescue personnel for their selfless dedication; 1.3 billion people out of the aid Rated hand ...... so many rich; solidification so many sacred; explode all Chinese people moving.
a hope that the land is rising in Yushu.
So: Yushu flower is not litter, but after full bloom, the blood of those deceased, nurtured flowers. The sky and white clouds, like a pigeons wings enabled this heaven's wish.
So, who are alive, we must gather a force, even if weak; together with one voice, even if small; will build homes for the Yushu and dedication from a blessing and capabilities.
last night's tears have dried up. Rainbow has been rising in the snow. Remembered as expected, the night is really coming after sunrise. At this point, I once again look to the tower of the group of pigeons, is slightly off. They died from the birds of the laughing, bid farewell to the beautiful home, in the Songhua River above lavage Ling Yu, to Ling Jie of the body, wings, fly towards one direction, so the sky on a cloud more. Pigeon sharp voice through the dark, Looking every corner,Ugg boots, weeping over the eye, reshaping the world's will in a hope.
holy lives, Yushu you flew it, as there Adds a sky clouds; stroking the amount of people who sad occasion, as they wipe away tears, to where the dead soul of a sad gesture . You wake up with dull eyes breathing; to where the angels sang in praise of one, to relieve their fatigue. Confidence for the people living; tell them the color of life and stubborn enough to write together.
endless, endless life!
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