Review of the Wenchuan earthquake

I once thought I was strong enough to bear the heartbreaking occasions after many suffering experiences. But I was wrong. Facing the catastrophic tragedy and scenes,I could not help standing it but crying. I cried for the lost lives and the dead city which was once vital, for the moving noble stories coming out at the moment of the natural attack.

Great Man, creating the wonderful land with wisdom and perspiration, in the moment appeared to be so helpless and powerless. Except the usual superficial control and application of the resourses around, it fell head down to the nature with so many lives lost in a moment and once beautiful living land destroyed.

Today is a just year since that destructive day. Now, a lot of people are using their differnent ways to remember the eventful day, mourn for the lost or show sympathy and bring light to the survival of that fatal calamity. I am one of those people. I am writing here for the miserable memories and grievous sufferance.

One indispensable and inevitable part of life should be to taste the bitterness about others or ourselves. After experiencing it, except for some heart darkened ghosts or perverts, most people will understand more about themselves and life. They will not only cherish the moments of their being alive, they will aso be glad and generous to bring attentiveness and light to others, especially those on sufferance.