Seeking the touching story of Wenchuan earthquake

1) My wife was buried, so I have time to take a look.

On the afternoon of 16th, the Erwang Temple in Dujiangyan.

A police motorcycle is parked on the side of the road, and some big trees are still teetering and dangerous. On the side of the road, stood a policeman. His name is Zhang Jian, 47, and he is a policeman of Dujiangyan Public Security Bureau. "Please walk in the middle of the road." Zhang Jian sends an exhortation to everyone who passes by.

He has said this sentence hundreds of times in a few hours.

When communicating with the masses, he always looks calm, but who knows his inner pain, because his wife was killed in the earthquake. Zhang Jian told reporters, "I was on duty in the area of Erwangmiao when the earthquake occurred on the afternoon of the 12th. The disaster broke out and countless tourists were injured. Some people are lying on the ground and groaning, and some people are dying ... The scene can be described as "horror" and it is no exaggeration. " Zhang Jian immediately stopped some vehicles on the road, including private cars and buses, and successively carried the injured into the car. There was blood on the police uniform, hands and face. He rescued more than 1 injured people with his own hands.

it's dark and the mountains are quiet. At this time, Zhang Jian learned the bad news and his wife died. "At that time, my mind was blank and I didn't dare to think about anything." He said softly. Zhang Jian's wife Xiao Sulian works in the business department of China Bank, located in Puyang Road, Dujiangyan. After the earthquake, the bank building collapsed in an instant. Many colleagues who went to work with Xiao Sulian were killed at the same time.

at 9 o'clock that night, Dujiangyan city was dark and silent after the disaster, only sad. Standing in front of the collapsed building, Zhang Jian looked particularly lonely. He is alone and doesn't talk. "At that moment, my wife's face flashed in my mind, and I couldn't cry if I wanted to." He said. Zhang Jian dried his tears and lit a cigarette. Looking at the lighter in his hand, he once again outlined his thoughts about his wife. The lighter was a birthday gift from his wife when Zhang Jian had his birthday a few years ago. Today, it has become a permanent memorial.

at 12 noon on 14th, Zhang Jian ate a box of instant noodles and went to Puyang Road. Take a short break to see the wife buried in the ruins. After standing for a few minutes, he returned to the Erwangmiao for duty.

on the afternoon of 14th, Zhang Jian visited his wife at Puyang Road for the second time. Because Zhang Jian's wife was smashed beyond recognition, after the body was dug up, it was simply unrecognizable. On the 15th, the body was cremated.

"My wife has been buried for too long, so I will come to accompany her when I have time, and there will be no chance in the future ..." Zhang Jian's voice did not fall, and the walkie-talkie at his waist rang. Knowing that there was another danger ahead, he asked Zhang Jian for immediate support. "Sorry, I have to go." He disappeared on the mountainside with his motorcycle, and his back became blurred.

(2) Chopping the road with a kitchen knife saved 6 lives

On the afternoon of May 12th. After the earthquake, Longmenshan Town, which is only 1 kilometers away from Wenchuan, was in ruins, and countless residents groaned and struggled under the rubble. Ten policemen from Baishuihe police station mobilized urgently and rescued more than 7 people together with the security patrol, most of whom were seriously injured and bleeding.

There is a shortage of medicine on the mountain, but the road up and down the mountain has already been blocked by boulders and trees. What will happen to more than 6 wounded people in the town hospital if a passage is not quickly opened to transport the wounded down the mountain? Dilemma, David Xu picked up a kitchen knife at the edge of a dumped pot-stewed food shop on the street and strode down the hill.

it was already 7 o'clock that night. After the earthquake, there were dark clouds over Longmenshan Town, and the cold mountain wind raised bean-sized raindrops, which hurt faintly in the face. Two kilometers in front of Baishuihe Bridge, Xu Rui and four policemen waved kitchen knives and chopped the big tree that was stuck in the middle of the dirt road. The trees that have grown in the mountains for decades are thick and tough. Xu Rui's first knife is too hard, and the kitchen knife is deeply stuck in the tree and can't be pulled out. He jerked hard, the kitchen knife bounced up and slammed it on his chest, almost suffocating in pain.

So the second knife was slightly lighter, then the third knife and the fourth knife ... When the thick trunk was disconnected from it, there was a muffled thunder noise in the dark rainy night, and the mountain on the roadside collapsed again, and the sand trees went straight to David Xu's feet! Several impatient policemen kept moving in their hands. Gradually, there are more and more people on the dirt road: three policemen who maintain order in the town have been transferred here to help lift trees and stones; A resident who was slightly bruised in the earthquake also picked up a kitchen knife from home and danced wildly.

I don't know how long I've been chopping and moving in the dark, and my eyes suddenly opened up. The road that was originally blocked for more than half a mile is barrier-free and connected with the road leading to the mountain. On the morning of the 13th, all the seriously injured people in the town were sent down the mountain along this "kitchen knife road". Looking at the back of the wounded, Xu Ruicai realized the pain of red and swollen hands!

David Xu said that he knew that two comrades-in-arms had left each other forever, but in an interview with reporters, he still insisted that "there were 12 policemen in our institute" even though the police in the whole institute never mentioned the word "death".

(3) Yang Zhanbiao, a public security soldier who lost his beloved son and still stuck to his post

After the earthquake, people and cars were mixed in Mianzhu city, and the streets were congested. Yang Zhanbiao, deputy head of the traffic police brigade, immediately went to the city center with his comrades to clear the road according to the instructions of his superiors. He can't let go of the stone in his heart. I wonder what is the situation of Hanwang Middle School where his 18-year-old son is studying? When he received an order from the battalion chief asking him to rush to Hanwang immediately to organize post-disaster rescue, he was surprised: "Is the disaster in Hanwang worse than in the city?" He immediately organized the police to set off for Hanwang.

As soon as he entered Hanwang Town, he froze. The once beautiful mountain city has changed beyond recognition. The air is filled with pungent toxic gas, and the whole building collapsed, with rubble everywhere. The cries for help in the ruins are endless. The ominous feeling suddenly enveloped the whole body, how I wanted to see my son's middle school! However, seeing the chaotic road and thinking of the command task responsible for maintaining traffic order at the scene, he held back the strong concern and worry in his heart, stabilized his mood, quickly assigned tasks to the players and immediately went into battle.

"All the middle school teaching buildings collapsed and the students were buried." The terrible news made him suddenly fall into icehouse. But a little luck is still in my mind, and my son may not be among them. So, he tried to eliminate emotional influence and concentrate on commanding the vehicle. But in his spare time, he looked out in the direction of Hanwang Middle School, hoping that the familiar figure would come to him from far and near and call him "Dad" affectionately.

On the afternoon of May 13th, one day after the disaster, it was confirmed that his son was buried in the ruins. After hearing the news, Yang Zhanbiao, who had been working continuously for more than 2 hours under great mental pressure, could no longer help but feel sad, and tears kept pouring out from the eyes of the 4-year-old Chinese character. He handed over the work to other comrades and rushed to Hanwang Middle School to help the armed police soldiers carry out rescue work, hoping to find his son as soon as possible. Every time a survivor is rescued, his hope increases by one point, but his son has never been seen.

On the afternoon of May 14th, another victim was found. When the armed police soldier passed by Yang Zhanbiao carrying his body, his bloodshot eyes found a scene that he didn't want to see. It was a very familiar and bloody figure. He held his breath and studied the young face carefully. Although it was swollen and deformed, he could still tell that this was the face that was always full of vigor and sunshine for him on weekdays, as well as the clothes, shoes and socks that he bought himself ... All this was true, and all this was the cruel reality! He held his son's cold body tightly in his arms, tears streaming down his face, and his voice choked: "Son, dad is sorry for you. Dad should have come to save you earlier. Dad was guilty, and you lost your life at such a young age. Dad didn't protect you ..." Colleagues and officers and men of the armed police were in tears.

The next day, the comrades of the traffic police brigade saw that their deputy battalion chief Yang Zhanbiao had returned to work, and he was still calmly directing the vehicles and dredging the busy roads in the disaster area ...

After the Wenchuan earthquake, Huanhuan Kindergarten in Zundao Town collapsed as a whole. At this time, more than 8 children were taking a nap, except the director, who was on a business trip, and all five teachers were in the park. The earthquake killed more than 5 children and three teachers. At present, two teachers are still in hospital, and the life and death of one child is unknown. After the earthquake, parents quickly gathered around the ruins of the kindergarten and kept shouting their children's names. At first, the children could give a weak response in the ruins, but as time passed, the response became weaker and weaker. Parents can only helplessly sit on the edge of the ruins and anxiously wait for the arrival of the rescue team. Li Juan, the director of the kindergarten, recalled that Teacher Qu Wanrong was found by the rescue team and broke down in tears. "At that time, Mr. Qu threw himself on the ground, firmly blocked the collapsed cement board with his back, and held a child tightly in his arms. The child was rescued, but Teacher Qu left us forever. " In the ruins of the kindergarten, the reporter saw the small pillows, quilts and scattered shoes used by the children. People don't want to imagine the panic and helplessness at that time, but it is because of ordinary people like Mr. Qu that more children are saved. Doctors in private clinics took out all medicines to save people. In Zundao Town, the reporter saw 28-year-old Han Xiancheng, with a pair of glasses on his nose and a gentle look. It was he who took out the first-aid medicine in his private clinic at the first time after the earthquake, which bought more time for the successful treatment of the injured. As a private clinic doctor serving farmers, Han Xiancheng was a doctor in a local township health center three years ago. After the earthquake, no one mobilized, let alone asked, and Han Xiancheng immediately rushed to the town government to take the initiative to fight. With the help of Han Xiancheng, some villagers who escaped the disaster but were not seriously injured were treated in time, and the wounds were cleaned and the fractures were bandaged. From the afternoon of the 12th to the noon of the 13th, Han Xiancheng didn't sleep a wink for a day. Han Xiancheng said: "There are too many injured people, there are more than 1 people, and all the first-aid medicines in my pharmacy have been used up, leaving only a little cold medicine." In fact, many rural doctors can do what I can, but their shops collapsed and their medicines were crushed. If there were more medicines in my store, if the medicines in other stores were not crushed, more people would be saved. "For the sake of the dignity of children's remains, the boss ventured to move cloth. When the rescue team cleared up the bricks on the ruins of Huanhuan Kindergarten, when the bodies of children were excavated, everyone was reluctant to take a look at the once innocent smiling faces. He Siping, who runs a local cloth business, was also at the rescue site, and a child of her relative was trapped in the rubble. The child's body was carried out one by one, but it was impossible to find the plastic cloth and cotton cloth to cover the child in time. At this time, the aftershock was not over, and the building was in danger of continuing to collapse at any time. Without saying anything, He Siping risked his life and rushed to the second floor of the shop and moved a red woolen cloth for the rescue team. Ordinary, she saved the last dignity for innocent children.