An earthquake in the soul
Sichuan was shaken, and the whole country was shocked. As a result, large and small donation activities were held one after another.
I couldn’t sit still anymore and took out my pocket money. Of course, only a little was taken out.
I don’t think it’s necessary to donate that much. Anyway, the country is so big, the population is so large, and it doesn’t lack my little money. It’s enough to express my gratitude.
When I came to the donation place, it was so crowded that there was almost a long queue.
I quickly lined up behind the "long queue", and everyone donated in an orderly manner. The "long queue" was gradually getting shorter, but it was filled by people who came after, and the "long queue" became longer and longer. . After people donated money, they all smiled, as if they were happy to be able to add strength to the motherland.
After a while, the "long dragon" suddenly stopped and waited for a long time before continuing. I became impatient, stuck my head out from the middle of the team, and looked forward.
Although it is far away, you can still see clearly. He was an old beggar, with unkempt hair and ragged clothes. The pair of cotton shoes that had already opened his mouth exposed his feet as black as coal.
He was skinny, short, and moved slowly. He slowly took out a pile of cents from his snakeskin bag covered with mud, one cent, two cents...
He put the cents into the donation box one by one. After taking them all, he staggered out of the door dragging the snakeskin bag. As he approached me, I looked at him carefully. His face was dark but pale, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time. Those hands and legs are simply deformed!
I heard from people around me: He has donated five times, and every time he donated all the money he begged for.
My heart was strongly shocked, as if there was an earthquake in my heart. I feel so small and selfish. So many people tried their best to help the affected compatriots, but I...
So, I ran home and donated all my pocket money.
I remember one day, I saw an old man on the side of the road. He was begging with his back to the sun. His back was shining brightly, and his figure looked so tall...
The earthquake in my heart lasts forever... Does anyone have a composition about earthquakes of about 700 words
Chengdu, don’t believe in tears. Chengdu is a city that you don’t want to leave once you come. A cup of hot tea, a newspaper, a mahjong table, a handful of peanuts, a ray of sunshine, some chatting, some spiritual talk, closing your eyes to rest your mind when you are sleepy, and taking a nap when you are tired, this is Chengdu. The 5.12 Wenchuan earthquake shook most of China, but Chengdu, which is only 90 kilometers away from the epicenter in a straight line, remained intact. The god of death passed by the gate of Chengdu, but went around to other places, saving this capital of heaven that has experienced the vicissitudes of generations for more than 2,000 years from blood and tears. It is really a great blessing among misfortunes. Jincheng, Chengdu, the Land of Abundance, Chengdu will continue its leisurely pace. But at this time, Chengdu had a more significant role, a staunch rear line for earthquake relief. All rescue teams gathered in Chengdu and rushed to various disaster areas. All relief supplies are stored in Chengdu and distributed uniformly to the victims. All the injured who were transferred from the disaster area were immediately sent to Chengdu West China Hospital, Army General Hospital, Air Force Chengdu Hospital, Provincial People's Hospital and other major hospitals for treatment. All media rushed to various disaster areas and communicated to the outside world through Chengdu. All volunteers from all over the country are gathered in Chengdu and dispatched to various front lines by the Red Cross Society. There are also local citizens in Chengdu. You can always see them at various blood donation points, resettlement points for disaster victims, and donation points... This is Chengdu since May 12, leisurely and extremely busy. I'm thinking that if there were no Chengdu, if Chengdu was also bloodbathed, all the figures and scenes we are familiar with after the earthquake would have been rewritten. Chengdu, we must hold on. I will leave Chengdu tomorrow with very mixed emotions. At this time in Chengdu, the lights are up and the traffic is busy. I watched from the window, recalling the Chengdu I was familiar with before. Chengdu people have always been carefree and carefree. Whether they live in affluence or have financial difficulties, they will try their best to live a happy and leisurely life. Even though the work is very tiring and even under considerable pressure, tea still needs to be drunk, mahjong needs to be played, the dragon gate array needs to be set up, and hot pot needs to be cooked. This kind of leisurely life and optimistic and open-minded attitude towards life are not found in many cities.
Anyone who has been to Chengdu must have a feeling that Chengdu people walk very slowly, and they always feel like walking. At the same time, Chengdu people are low-key, they just quietly enjoy this rare leisure, warm and full, humorous and free. But everything was changed by this sudden earthquake. I don’t know what happened in Chengdu at the time of the earthquake, and how panicked it was. I thought that Chengdu people must be in a state of mental tension and panic after the earthquake. Indeed, Chengdu was very nervous after the earthquake. I saw countless citizens sleeping in the open, either sleeping in cars or in tents, or even sleeping directly in the green belts of the streets. I saw ambulances pulling wailing one after another on the street. I saw many streets filled with convoys from a certain province for earthquake relief, as well as reporters and cameras at the entrance of West China Hospital all day long. I always hear TV and radio announcements that aftershocks are about to hit, and I hear a group of disaster victims arriving from nowhere. It may seem chaotic, but during the few days I participated in volunteer work in Chengdu, I felt that Chengdu was very orderly. All the tension is to seize every second for disaster relief. ***, hospitals, schools, all units should do what they should do, in an orderly manner, ensuring the smooth progress of earthquake relief work. On my way to the hospital to see patients today, I found that there were far fewer tents on the streets than in the past few days, and there were also many wailing ambulances. Citizens are bustling, shopping, shopping and eating hot pot. Everything seems to be calming down again, which once again proves the open-minded optimism of Chengdu people. After several days of experience, I always feel that this optimism plays a very important role in post-disaster first aid. Reminding me of a scene, on the evening of the 19th, after hearing the news of an aftershock with a magnitude of 6 to 7, people began to become nervous. But then I saw Chengdu citizens camping under the overpass still playing mahjong, and I took a photo of the scene. My friend said to me, why did you take this photo? If outsiders saw it, it would have a bad impact. It is said that others are anxiously following the news and donating money and materials, but they are still in the mood to play mahjong? I smiled and said to my friends that it reflected their calmness. If an earthquake comes, the city government doesn't have to worry too much about them and can focus more efforts on the front lines. When I thought about it later, it was indeed the case. Being calm and optimistic is a self-rescue method to deal with disasters, an emergency measure to save yourself and your loved ones, and a realistic manifestation of Chengdu citizens being nervous but not panicking. After calming down, many Chengdu citizens immediately and selflessly devoted themselves to disaster relief operations. Without any instructions, countless people rushed to the hardest-hit areas such as Wenchuan, Beichuan, Qingchuan, Shifang, and Dujiangyan to distribute relief supplies, transport the wounded in the disaster areas, and assist armed police officers and soldiers in moving things. Chengdu is the rear area of ??all disaster areas and is the closest place to the disaster area. People from Chengdu were the first to rush to the disaster areas for volunteer rescue, and they were the ones who performed the most volunteer services. Most of the volunteers who worked with me over the past few days were Chengdu citizens and students from Chengdu universities. I also heard that after hearing the emergency call on the radio on the night of the 12th, thousands of taxis rushed to Dujiangyan to rescue the wounded. When the reporter pointed the camera at the taxi drivers, they waved their hands sheepishly and said nothing. A master told me that a friend of mine traveled back and forth between Chengdu and Dujiangyan after the disaster and spent more than 1,000 yuan on oil alone. These Chengdu people, who usually enjoy leisure and contentment, staged the most passionate and heroic scene of disaster relief. The energy that burst out far exceeded level 8. In Chengdu after the earthquake, no one believed in tears. They are fighting against disasters in every practical action. As night falls again, Chengdu looks calm and beautiful in the brilliant lights. In a small square in front of me, men and women, young and old, danced charmingly to the brisk rhythm. Looking back on the 19th to today, the seven days seem like a world away. I experienced the most unforgettable seven days in my life. I felt grief, emotion, panic, calmness, parting and death, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. But most of all, what I hear is gratitude, all kinds of thanks. There is no mercy for disasters. Relatives after a disaster always express their gratitude in the midst of great pain. Thank you to everyone for your selfless assistance. With your help, we will be optimistic and self-reliant, overcome the difficulties and rebuild our homeland. When the sorrow is exhausted, we are united as one; when the tears are exhausted, we help each other. Sichuan can hold on.
Accept this 700-word essay about the Japanese earthquake.
At 13:46 on March 11, while we were still in class, an 8.9-magnitude earthquake occurred in Sendai, Japan, our neighboring country. This is the largest earthquake in Japan so far. , is also the fifth largest earthquake in the world.
This earthquake was divided into different levels. The largest earthquake did not occur on the Japanese island, but in the Pacific Ocean east of Miyagi Prefecture (a county in Japan). The focal depth was about 20 Kilometers, because the magnitude of the earthquake was so large that it triggered a huge tsunami that engulfed several prefectures, including Sendai, and the Japan Meteorological Agency issued a high-level tsunami warning.
It is said that the tsunami will reach the eastern coast of Taiwan, my country, around 17:17:13 on March 11, with a wave height of 50 to 100 centimeters, and will reach the coasts of Zhejiang and Fujian around 21:00, with a wave height of 30 to 60 centimeters. It reached the eastern coast of Guangdong around 22:00, with a wave height of less than 40 centimeters; it reached the coasts of Jiangsu and Shanghai around 2 a.m. on the 12th, with a wave height of about 30 centimeters.
After the earthquake, the Japanese stock market fell sharply. It is currently known that several people were injured and at least two people were buried. Local TV footage showed that due to the strong tsunami triggered by the earthquake, 4.2-meter-high waves appeared in Japan's Iwate Port, with dozens of cars floating in the water. Miyamoto Prefecture, Japan, which is closest to the epicenter, has announced "serious casualties." The latest news from Japan's *** News Agency stated that at 3:25 pm local time on the 11th, all naval vessels docked at the Yokosuka Port Base in Japan have been ordered to sail to the waters near Miyagi Prefecture to assist the earthquake area. In addition, Miyagi Prefecture Governor Yoshihiro Murai made a request to the Ground Self-Defense Force to dispatch disaster relief personnel at around 3 p.m.
Alas, Japan, there was a tsunami over there. I sympathize deeply, but you killed so many of our innocent compatriots in the past. I deeply hate it, but one love is better than one revenge, so I still I sympathize with you. I could have donated money or materials to you, but there is no such activity yet, so I can only wait silently. Ah, I pray for the Japanese and wish them safety! I'm looking for an essay about my reflections on the recent earthquake in Ya'an, Sichuan. It should be about 700 words and should be written very, very well! !
Experience the earthquake in Ya'an
Although I have not personally experienced an earthquake, the tragic scenes broadcast on TV make me feel better than experiencing it myself. An earthquake occurred in Ya'an, Sichuan. People in Ya'an are suffering from the severe suffering caused by the earthquake. Today, I participated in the "Experience the Earthquake Simulation Escape Scene and Psychological Test Game" event organized by Niu Tongshe.
Shaking chandeliers, overturned vases, twisted murals, sloping floors, cracks everywhere on the walls, devastation outside the windows, rumbling collapse sounds and sharp sirens from everywhere... There was an earthquake. ? No, students, this is the scene in the earthquake escape simulation laboratory of China Institute of Metrology.
In a very warm living room, several of our male classmates happily crowded on the sofa and talked from time to time. It was an experiment anyway, there was nothing to be afraid of. Suddenly there was a violent shaking, and the earthquake came unexpectedly, interrupting our calmness. We immediately stood up and "escape". Fortunately, the teacher's calm voice rang in my ears: "The earthquake has started. Don't rush out of the house. The possibility of being crushed to death is very high. Hide under a strong bed or table quickly, and the rest of the students hide in the bathroom. The students on the outermost Put a stool or cushion on your head." Then the teacher opened the door. When the earthquake stopped, we walked out of the room in a line under the teacher's command and came to the sloping corridor. At this time, my little head felt dizzy. Although there were handrails on both sides, I walked like a swaying penguin. There was a possibility of falling at any time. The timid classmates screamed from time to time. , the corridor was filled with thick smoke, and we had to cover our mouths with our hands. Everyone escaped in an orderly manner according to the teacher's instructions, and finally arrived at the safe exit smoothly. Standing on the green playground, we celebrated our escape with joy.
I truly felt the fear when an earthquake occurred, and it made me understand the people who were suffering from the earthquake. Dear relatives in Ya'an, how are you? With people's love and help, the people of Ya'an will surely stand up again and rebuild their beautiful home! Let us sing the familiar song again: "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world!" Bless the disaster area!
The Ya’an earthquake shook everyone’s hearts.
At noon, while I was sleeping, I heard one TV station broadcasting "Ya'an Earthquake, the latest statistics are..." "Ya'an people, hold on..." I hurriedly grabbed my eyes and took them with me and sat down to the TV. Start paying attention before. Like previous earthquakes, all the emotions came at this moment.
Until now, the latest death toll is 156. What a terrible number! Now, I really hope this number doesn’t go up any higher. Every time it rises, the blood pressure of us Chinese people may rise again! All the emotions in the earthquake were clearly revealed: at this moment, we are all Ya'an people.
There are some canteens in Ya'an. After the earthquake, the original price of instant noodles from 10 yuan was reduced to 3.5 per barrel. There is also the owner of the canteen who refuses to let customers in. He rushes in to get the items and comes out. When interviewing the boss, he looked calm: "I think since we are all from the same hometown, some people come and take the money and leave, so I don't want the money anymore." While talking, someone still went in to get food. . There is another boss who dragged out a lot of mineral water, instant noodles and other disaster relief supplies during the earthquake. Ya'an people, Chinese! The whole world is moved! I am moved because of you!
There is also a mother, which is worth mentioning. After the earthquake, she rushed into the ruins to rescue her children. The mother and daughter held hands, but neither could save their lives. This may be the 'most beautiful move'.
Everyone was moved at that moment. Everyone went to donate blood. Rows and rows of Chinese people... Oh, no, they are Ya'an people! At this moment! We are all Ya'an people! More than ten cars were loaded with mineral water and instant noodles, in order to give the people of Ya'an a little more hope for life.
I will continue to pay attention to the Ya'an earthquake and hope that aftershocks will not happen again and the death toll will not rise again. Ya'an people, hold on! Behind the huge China, you have our backbone! A 700-word essay on fighting against the Tangshan earthquake
At 8 o'clock yesterday morning, after our family of three finished washing, we went to the soy milk shop downstairs for breakfast. Then we rode our beloved bicycles from home to the museum. < /p>
Along the way there were many cyclists, old people jogging, a few young people chatting and walking, and people walking dogs. It was really lively! We stopped to take pictures along the way, hoping to keep these Good memories: There are egrets, Guandu Bridge, many different carved stone works and beautiful scenery.
After riding for about an hour, we arrived at the museum. The rest time was finally here. I felt very thirsty. So we went to eat brown sugar ice cream, which was delicious! After eating, my mother and I browsed and took pictures in the museum. Although there were not many people, the sky was blue and broad, the refreshing wind and the warm sun made it feel so comfortable! < /p>
When it was time to set off again, we rode back to the old street, visited a children's toy store, ate grilled corn, grilled stinky tofu, and bought a box of brown sugar cakes; then we had to ride home, but On the way back, we were riding bicycles in the headwind. It was really difficult to ride, and we could hardly ride anymore! My mother said: Come on! Come on! The headwind can exercise the strength of my feet and make me stronger! Although my feet are very tired today , but my heart is very happy. High school essay on the topic of "Earthquake of the Soul", 800 words
Everyone has had their first wound, and it is inevitable to have bumps and bruises as a baby. Perhaps, that wound has been forgotten by time, but the impression is still there, and we understand the pain: we know how to protect the body and keep it away
All sharp tools, such as blades or saws, people Always use them with caution.
I originally thought that the occurrence of wounds is indeed sad, but after being cured by medicine, their disappearance should give us a wake-up call. So as long as you are careful, wounds may be avoided, and all injuries may be cured or alleviated. The development of modern medicine is really amazing.
My thoughts gradually came to a standstill here, and I recalled with complicated emotions a picture in "The Great Love in the World" and the wounds deep in my soul that could not be erased. This story takes place under a specific background. This kind of background itself can be said to be a "sharp 'sharp weapon'", that is, disaster. Natural disasters haunt us from time to time: the rare snowstorm in the south in early 2008, the Wenchuan earthquake, the bird flu in 2009, the 2010 floods, the Yushu earthquake in Gansu, the huge flash floods and mudslides in Zhouqu... We seem to be powerless against disasters, no matter how vigilant we are. Sensitive, it is very likely to cause us huge property losses and swallow up millions of lives.
I think my point of view is wrong. Some pain is inevitable and it is difficult to heal.
This kind of pain is called "the wound of the soul". It cannot be seen or touched, but it hurts the heart. Every gentle touch will make people heartbroken because of this wound-------So, home It has been rebuilt, but we who are rich in emotions cannot bear certain heavy blows. Human nature is fragile. If the wounds are ruthlessly torn open again and again, the human heart will collapse like a weak wall. The protagonist is such a person who suffered from reality and finally collapsed. In an unfortunate disaster, Wang Yali's newly born son was buried in the rubble and died, and her husband, a soldier, died during the earthquake relief work. The disaster left a wound in her heart and she became a psychopath.
The trance and slight sadness in the eyes made the audience feel pity. What is gratifying is that the daughter of Wang Yali’s husband and his ex-wife, Cherry, regards Wang Yali as her mother and gives her unlimited love. Love and care. However, pain can make people crazy, and Wang Yali is trapped in it and cannot extricate herself.
When the wounds in the soul are so severe that they lead to forgetfulness and self-isolation, how should we face it? How do we heal?
Lele, the son of the director of the orphanage, helped Yingtao find Ge Ming in the crowd--a returned doctor and professor. Another important point is that he looks very much like Wang Yali's husband. Faced with Ge Ming's rejection, the two children stood firm in front of his house, and finally moved Ge Ming and asked him to agree to be Cherry's "father". With his help, Wang Yali regarded him as her husband, and her heart was filled with tears. The wound healed slowly, and the memory gradually returned.
Ge Ming is a good man with great love, and another person who must be mentioned here is his fiancée Lorna. How could a man who was already engaged temporarily delay his marriage to help another woman who was deeply traumatized? The answer to all doubts is only one word: love.
If we think that only hatred and jealousy in this world can prompt people to do shocking things, then we are totally wrong. Because of love and compassion, we care for others, transcending reality and certain "rational" ideas, making this love appear more pure and real.
Ge Ming used his actions to prove the power of love, and used it to carefully refine a special medicine that is enough to heal all spiritual wounds. The raw materials of this medicine will never be scarce, and are available in the hearts of everyone with a beating heart and hot blood flowing. The superficial tension and ruthlessness have faded away, and the remaining wisdom is beautiful and gentle. I hope that we will not be so stingy that we cannot use our own instincts to heal the wounds in the hearts of those around us with love. If everyone does this, human beings will be able to resist all inevitable disasters, eliminate all pain, and survive in the world with a proud attitude.
One person’s lack of love can only be made up for by another person’s dedication of their own love, and the wound will no longer exist from now on.
So, learn to bring love to others.
There is love in the world, great love in the world. Looking for an essay on the topic of "Japan Earthquake"! 700 words!
Japan Earthquake
At 13:46 on March 11, while we were still in class, a 9.0-magnitude earthquake occurred in Sendai, Japan, our neighboring country. The largest earthquake to date in Japan and the fifth largest in the world.
The separation of life and death only happens in an instant. The moment I look back, the familiar smiling face suddenly breaks into pieces, like petals all over the sky, and the red rain suddenly floods the beautiful home. Wenchuan, a city drowned in tears, a city swallowed by the night, I cry for you tonight. In an instant, the singing stopped, the loud reading stopped, and the sliding textbooks were torn into pieces by the howling wind; in an instant, the sunshine disappeared, the blue sky disappeared, and the smiling faces were torn into pieces by the raging night. Time seems to have slipped off the track at this moment. How many dreams suddenly broke their wings and fell into the boundless darkness, becoming eternity in an instant. The distance between death and life is so close, and the distance between life and death is so far away. Children, don't be afraid, don't be nervous, this is a beautiful paradise, your forever home. It is a hateful earthquake that crushes your weak bodies under the ruins; it is a ruthless natural disaster that separates you from your parents at the end of the world; it is a cruel fate that freezes your young lives like ice.
Children, my lovely little angels, don’t be afraid, don’t be nervous. There are amusement parks for you to play in heaven, restaurants and cafeterias that provide delicious food, beautiful campuses that exude a strong aroma of books, and happy angels accompanying you. Fly together. Children, don’t cry or be sad. Destiny has brought you to a beautiful paradise. The stars are your mothers and the moon is your father. They shine with the softest light and you grow up together. They use the sweetest smiles to drive away the sadness in your soul. Panic, warm your cold hearts with the calmest words. Children, my lovely little angels, in heaven there are begonia flowers with first blooming buds, the fragrance is intoxicating, there are seagulls soaring after the white sails, there are well-read teachers to water your exhausted hearts, and your mentors and friends are with you. Study together and travel the world together. Children, don't be anxious, don't worry, the ruthless disaster will bring you to a beautiful paradise. Without saying goodbye, without looking at my dear parents for the last time, the angels took care of the irreparable shortcomings in your young hearts, spread your wishes to the earth, knocked on the closed door of each child's home, and told your parents that you are Peace and health. Mom and dad, don't be sad or despair, the children have settled in a beautiful paradise. There are warm springs with singing and dancing birds, peaches and plums blooming in bloom, vast and boundless grasslands mixed with the fragrance of earth, and teachers’ earnest teachings floating in the spacious classrooms. Listen to the clear and melodious laughter of the children; listen to the beautiful and melodious sound of the children reading... Dad, mother, wipe away our sad tears and pray silently for the children in the colorful world, so that the children can live in a colorful world. The beautiful paradise campus is blooming one after another, blooming with the most ideal and brilliant flowers that are colorful and charming. Life becomes more precious at the moment of falling. In the face of sudden disaster, life appears so fragile, so helpless and insignificant. Why do people have so much suffering? Some are caused by man-made things, some are caused by diseases, and even more terrifying are caused by natural disasters. Especially the particularly severe earthquake that occurred in Wenchuan, Sichuan, was so extensive that without any warning in advance, tens of thousands of fresh lives were ruthlessly taken away in an instant. From the TV pictures, one by one, Collapsed houses, saw the survivors rescued by armed police soldiers from the broken walls, maybe they were slightly luckier than those who had been killed, and there were countless lives trapped in the ruins. Life or death was uncertain, and the number of dead was still unknown. The climb is not only shocking, but also extremely painful. After the lessons of disaster again and again, while we are grieving, are there some things that are more worthy of our meditation? I hope the people in the disaster area can get out of the suffering and overcome the difficulties as soon as possible. There is no mercy for natural disasters. The people of the whole country are thinking about you. I hope you can get out of the grief as soon as possible and rebuild your homes. We are praying for you.
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