I would like to dedicate this article to the compatriots who died in Funing!

The girl asked the boy: I fell into the water at the same time as your mother, who do you save first? The boy did not answer.

Ten years later, the man asked the woman, "My son and your brother fell into the water at the same time, who do you save first?" The woman did not answer, she remembered that her sister and brother were spoiled adults.

Torrential rain and hail, tornadoes, natural disasters raging, just at the moment when the house collapsed, the woman used her weak body to hold her son, who was going to turn ten years in a few days, in her arms, and wanted to exchange her life for the child for a glimmer of life.

In the last moments of her life, she was happy and content. Men also do not hesitate to use their bodies to shelter women and children from the wind and rain one last time.

Broken ruins can take his life, but they can't crush the immovable backbone of men and women!

They are very ordinary, so ordinary that they are like passers-by who run for life with vague faces, but at the moment when faced with a life-and-death choice, they do not hesitate to burn their lives, so that disasters are not only black.

The animal world is a world of bullying and the jungle. The reason why we are human is because we know that all people are created equal, but we also know that in difficult environments, children and women are less likely to survive than men, so we must leave more chances for them to survive!

We used to be seedlings and flower bones, and what is worth guarding with our lives is their right to grow; seedlings have the right to grow into towering trees, and flowers and bones also have the life of blooming!

This is what you can be proud of as the master of the earth, you have your choice, but I have more of my perseverance!

The 5,000-year-old inheritance of the torch allows me to always see the backbone of the majestic shore and the soul of the nation in the confusion and dark night, just like the starlight in the sky, burning life, warming the heart, guiding me, and looking for light!

(I couldn't sleep at night, and that night, there was a raging storm outside my window.) When I was a child, I grew up eating Funing cakes, and for some reason, I wrote these. I suddenly want to thank those pirated novel websites, which can make more people remember those who have touched us. It is good to live, even if it is a humble life, let those who want to live live with dignity, let the deceased die with dignity, and the world will be ruled greatly. (To be continued.) )