At noon on May 15, five volunteers and I followed the convoy carrying relief supplies into Qingchuan County. Needless to say, the damage caused by the earthquake to this city is even more terrible. In addition to two material receiving points, it is still popular. The shops in the whole street are closed and empty, just like a dead city. All the residents are breathing in the simple tents built in the riverside square, waiting for help. The collapsed rubble piled up in my heart, and the scene made people want to cry. Originally, we were going to Muyu Town, but the volunteers who arrived early told us that we might not be able to help there, which interfered with the rescue work, so everyone decided to go back to the hospital in Guangyuan City, because there were a large number of wounded people evacuated from Qingchuan waiting for treatment. There I met the owner of this group of photos-Bai Lexiao, a survivor of Muyu Middle School in Qingchuan County.
The first time we met was in the ward. When I came in, Bai Le smiled, quickly lowered her long eyelashes and lay quietly on the bed. Her eyes were bruised, and the bruises on her face could not hide her delicate face. His left upper limb is missing, and a tight bandage is wrapped around his shoulder. The heavy weight made his left shoulder tremble and tilt upward. The dazzling white dressing attracted my attention again and again, and I fixed my eyes on the corner of the ward again and again. Volunteers told me quietly that Xiao Xiao ran out of the dormitory during the earthquake, and a broken precast slab broke his left upper limb humerus and pinned down the residual limb. His desire for survival broke out in an instant, tearing off the flesh-and-blood stump from his body, struggling out of the collapsed dormitory and throwing himself on the school playground. God, he is just a child, a child less than thirteen years old. I dare not imagine the pain of separation of flesh and blood, nor dare I face the courage generated in this thin body. I don't know how to comfort him and tell him how to face the hardships of life with a broken body in the future. At that moment, I was speechless and walked out of the ward with tears. ......
He is very obedient, Mix's father said. Xiaoxiao's father is a simple and honest mountain man, and his mother loves her children as much as all mothers in the world. Both work in Beijing, and Xiaoxiao is a left-behind child. He loves sports, basketball, Yao Ming and NBA, but he has never been online. He said that the internet is not good, and that is the return of the prodigal son. When I refuted him, he raised a tender smile and said, but I can play games and mobile games. What a good boy! In his young mind, he knew that it was difficult for his parents to make money, and the boring games he occasionally played on other people's mobile phones were accompanied by every night when he missed his loved ones. ......
He is very strong. Since his injury, he can only sleep for two or three hours every day, and the pain is devouring him all the time. But most of the time, Xiaoxiao is very quiet. He is patient. From his tight muscles and thick sweat on his forehead, we know that he doesn't want to disturb the wounded in the same ward and make his heartbroken parents even more sad. My parents and I talked about the horror of the disaster. Originally, he turned over calmly and buried his face deeply in the pillow. At that moment, Xiaoxiao cried, but he still didn't want us to know. At that moment, everyone in the ward was silent. .....
If you are a child, you will always have a bright smile. Xiaoxiao quietly told me that when I was ready, I would go to Beijing, which was a birthday present from my father. Yes, a child who has only been to Qingchuan County, a child who has never been to Guangyuan with a straight line distance of only 40 kilometers, and a child who has never walked out of the mountains. What a charming city Beijing should be. Xiaoxiao smiled, immersed in the longing for happiness. At that moment, Xiaoxiao forgot the deformity of limbs and the pain of soul. At that moment, I turned around and burst into tears, because I didn't know what to bless you. I wish you a happy thirteenth birthday on May 25th.
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He is very strong. Since his injury, he can only sleep for two or three hours every day, and the pain is devouring him all the time. But most of the time, Xiaoxiao is very quiet. He is patient. From his tight muscles and thick sweat on his forehead, we know that he doesn't want to disturb the wounded in the same ward and make his heartbroken parents even more sad. I talked to my parents about the terrible situation when the disaster happened. Originally, he turned over calmly and buried his face deeply in the pillow. At that moment, Xiaoxiao cried, but he still didn't want us to know. At that moment, everyone in the ward was silent. .....
If you are a child, you will always have a bright smile. Xiaoxiao quietly told me that when I was ready, I would go to Beijing, which was a birthday present from my father. Yes, a child who has only been to Qingchuan County, a child who has never been to Guangyuan with a straight line distance of only 40 kilometers, and a child who has never walked out of the mountains. What a charming city Beijing should be. Xiaoxiao smiled, immersed in the longing for happiness. At that moment, Xiaoxiao forgot the deformity of limbs and the pain of soul. At that moment, I turned around and burst into tears, because I didn't know what to bless you. I wish you a happy thirteenth birthday on May 25th.