May,12th, 2:28pm could be a life-long nightmare to all the chinese. I heard and came to know from the news media that the quake zone had been reduced into a huge mess.Countless people were buried alive under the ruins.Many of my classmates burst into tears while narrating the stories. At that moment, the emotion was hard to be put under control.
All we need is love. That is what I get to understand. Wenchuan survivors need all of us to give a helping hand. The first time I knew this, I broke my pig-bank,and mailed them to the red-cross charity donation center. I knew it was too little, wishing everyone else could do the same.Only through this, can the hit area people have confidence over nightmare, can light reappear on those sad faces.
I have not been through a lot of tragedies in my life. Maybe I am not the best possible person who can feel what those feel in Wenchuan earthquake, for I have my parents’love around me.But I can deeply understand those who have lost their parents, lost their children, siblings for ever.I really want to go to Wenchuan, even it is only for half a day. I want to hold their hands and try to help. I can dance, sing, or tell jokes. I am telling them, let’s smile, the world will smile with us.The catastrophe is not that horrible. Keep heads straight up and we'll make it through.
But now I am a full-time on-campus student.I have to study every day, and I do regret not to have the magic of splitting myself into two halves! I just wish,let summer vacation come soon, then thousands of me-alike could fly to our suffering brothers and sisters.I wish whenever and whereever they mustn’t lose hopes,because they have us at back, we are together for ever!
