I always felt that I was not a person who was easily moved - really, I even felt that I was a strait-hearted guy. However, at 14:28 on May 12, when the biggest disaster I could witness in my more than thirty years of life came to the world, I was really shocked and cried...

The past week will eventually pass like a nightmare, and the lost souls will also be rested. For those living still living in this world, for those lucky people who still enjoy the sun and air, perhaps we must ponder everything in the past, perhaps we should cherish everything in front of us, or perhaps we should do something for those compatriots who have died unfortunately, even if it is just a blessing, a coin, and a trivial help...

Yes, a person always has one kind of misfortune, but he will eventually overcome all this and move forward along his own bright path. Life is like this, society is like this, and isn't it like this? When I am silent for the tens of thousands of fellow citizens who have passed away, when I cry for them, I see mercy, strength and hope from the faces of more volunteers and the eyes of more kind people. With this irrefutable great belief, we will rebuild on the ruins, we will gain everything we have lost with our hands, and we will embark on the path of light that belongs to us...
Chapter completed!