May 12th, 2008. That’s the most mournful day for our Chinese that will never be forgotten, because a horrible earthquake happened in Wenchuan, which caused tens of thousands of children’s death.

2008年5月12日。那是我們中國人最悲痛的一天，它將永遠(yuǎn)不會被我們忘記，因為汶川發(fā)生了可怕的地震，導(dǎo)致成千上萬兒童死的亡。

On hearing the news, I felt so sorrowful. “Why was the god so cruel to them?” I asked. They were still at the entrance of the life. They seemed like little eagles that were willing to open their wings and hover in the sky. Maybe they would have their brilliant future. What a great loss to our nation! I had my deepest sympathy on the people in the disastrous area. So I donated some money and clothes to them. And I also prayed for the dead people sincerely. I eagerly hope that there would be no earthquakes in the future, so that we could live a more peaceful life.

聽到這個消息，我感到感到非常悲傷。“為什么上帝對他們?nèi)绱酥畾埲?“我說道。他們的生命才剛開始。他們就像剛要展翅飛翔的小鷹。也許他們會有美好的未來。對我們國家是多么大的損失啊!我為災(zāi)區(qū)的人們感到深切的同情。所以我捐了一些錢和衣物給他們。并真誠的為那些死去的人祈禱。我熱切地希望未來不再有地震，這樣我們就可以生活得更加和平。