The first time I learned the news was in the middle of the night, a friend sent a video, first I didn't believe it, and then I was deeply helpless. When I was in middle school, I read Pascal's "Man is a Thinking Reed" and thought that he was probably a pretentious guy, and we may be fragile but never so fragile. Whether it is fortunate or unlucky, as I grow older, I gradually understand that "the greatness of man lies in the fact that he knows his own pathetality".

The silence of the first two days was due to the addition of all things, and the mind was not at peace, and the language was paler than the ashes under the hearth, and I didn't know what to say, so I simply didn't say anything.

Giving and sacrifice will be remembered, but it will also be forgotten, and the backs of those retrograde people may not be remembered for thousands of years, but we know that those who can be killed with a drop of water and a breath are far more noble than the things that killed him.

God bless Tianjin, Tanggu is safe (to be continued......)