CCTV Wenchuan earthquake text message baby died.

There is also such a mother under the ruins of Wenchuan earthquake: at the most critical moment, she covered her children with her body; At the last moment of her life, she left her last words to her children by SMS: "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". (.cn) Motherly love is boundless. When disaster suddenly strikes, maternal love will extend indefinitely. How many mothers pour their love into each child. When their own children were still lying in the ruins, they risked their lives to save other children; Children rescued from the ruins are hungry and will naturally open their skirts; When they see that some children will never find their parents again, they will consciously assume the responsibility of being mothers. They know that every child is a mother's child. True feelings are infinite. When disaster strikes suddenly, affection, love, friendship ... this disaster magnifies and strengthens all the precious feelings in the world. All people-whether they are doomed or lucky to escape, whether they are asking for help or saving people, whether they are dying or screaming, at the first moment, the first name they shout must be the one they care about most. Love is boundless. When disaster strikes suddenly, the traditional virtues in ancient China are promoted, the universally respected value orientation is highly recognized, the advantages of social system are fully revealed, and the brilliance of human nature hidden in people's souls is naturally generated. Kindness, honesty, gratitude, responsibility, sacrifice, efficiency, order and respect for life ... These ancient and modern, familiar and unfamiliar things, even if they are dormant, are awakened by the vibration of the earth. When disaster strikes suddenly, it is not all disability, death, fear and sadness. You see: deep in the ruins, there is a faint light. That is a girl buried in the ground. She is reading and studying with a flashlight. She regards this small space as a classroom for self-study; You see, deep in the ruins, there is a faint light. It was a buried man who lit the cigarette. He used this small corner as his living room. Listen: Under the messy ruins, there is a gentle song. It's a kindergarten girl, her feet are stuck and her lower body is bleeding. She sang "two tigers, two tigers, run". She is comforting her uncle with nursery rhymes to drive away her pain. Listen, at that busy rescue site, the first sentence of a boy 17 years old who was buried under the rubble for 80 hours was: "Uncle, bring me a coke, it should be frozen"-this is a common sentence. At this special moment, it amused both the rescuers and the sad China. When disaster strikes suddenly, it is not all broken walls and mountains and rivers that are broken. You see, the parachute is slowly falling from the 8000-meter cloud. Under each parachute, there is a parachutist who has just written a suicide note. The suicide note is a green flower blooming over the earthquake zone. You see, the tents are neatly arranged for miles. Some students are reading Lang's book, some angels in white is saving lives, and some peasant women are cooking with a fire. They are blue and other colored flowers blooming in the earthquake zone. Everyone remembers that moment-a short and long three minutes: the Republic was silent, depressed and moaning. The national flag is at half mast, the land of China, and the solemn and stirring of 65.438+0.3 billion people have merged into rivers and seas, making people cry. Now, although the trauma of the earth has not healed, aftershocks have occurred from time to time. The fields in the earthquake zone are scattered with scattered and busy farmers, oxen and agricultural machinery. Seeing such an idyllic farming map, people seem to temporarily ease their sadness. Rapeseed has been threshed, wheat has been put into storage, and farmers have begun to cultivate new hope. The college entrance examination is just around the corner, and teachers and students are sowing the future in full swing. Everyone's heart is looking forward to the harvest of the earth in the coming year, and the azaleas and pigeons baptized in Shan Ye will bloom more brilliantly. . cn/data/detail.php？ id= 19057

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