There is a long lost experience called moving, there is a intoxicating taste called moving, moving is not bookable, nor extravagant, it is always inadvertently a moment gently touched the heart, bear in mind. People’s life has been touched many times, and in constant moving.
One thing that shocked the world was 5. 12 major earthquakes. That day, the sky was overcast. More than two o’clock in the afternoon, when the earthquake came, people panicked. At that moment many people were crushed under the ruins. The people’s Liberation Army from all directions came to the rescue. There are many touching stories in the rescue process, one thing that I can’t forget…… That’s the glorious story of Miss Tan Qianqiu’s desperate efforts to save the four children. When the earthquake came, Mr. Tan was having a lively class, and the students were listening attentively. Suddenly, the classroom began to shake. Mr. Tan realized that it was an earthquake, so he shouted, “the students are coming. Let’s run! Don’t take anything! Students, get out! Students rushed out of the classroom, ran to the playground, to the playground, there are four students did not rush out, how to do? Mr. Tan could have escaped from the classroom, but when he turned around and saw that there were four students in the class who couldn’t escape, they ran around in the classroom, screamed in the classroom, looked up and saw that some big bricks were falling down, and Mr. Tan had only one concept; that is to save a child, he ran to the child gasping, and the bricks would hit the children’s heads, Mr. Tan grabbed them The children’s hands ran to the platform table. At that moment, there was a “crash” in the back, the bricks fell behind the children, and the big bricks fell in the front. Mr. Tan could not care so much. He took the children straight to the bottom of the platform desk, bent his back, and propped his hands on the desk. He covered four students with his own body, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, accompanied by thunder like noise The hail of bricks and dust fell on his head, his hands, and blood rushed out of his back; he bit his teeth and supported the desk desperately. Like a hen guarding a chick, he crouches under four surviving students.
Boom Pieces of cement hit him heavily and the house collapsed. He tightly hugged the children with all his strength, for fear that they would be hurt. For those four children, he opened his arms to complete the final mission of life. His arms, which once spread knowledge, saved the lives of four children in the earthquake, and his body, which opened and guarded wings, was set as eternal.
Don’t doubt, because moving is the true emotional expression. Although the secular things have made things around unclear, even though such moving is less and less, our lives need to be moved. Moving is like the stars shining in the night sky, illuminating the whole world.