The cuckoo drops blood to pass on love
On May 12, 2008, history would forever remember this day. The eyes of the whole world were focused on China's Sichuan Province. A major earthquake fell from the sky. The candlelight of tens of thousands of lives was extinguished in an instant, and many beautiful homes were turned into ruins in an instant. The originally delicate words, Wen Chuan, Qing Chuan, and Bei Chuan, together with those tragic images, flashed frequently on the screen, making the whole country cry.。。。。。
It was the fifth day of the year. 12. On this special day, let us hold azalea flowers, light candles, and stand silently. We pray for our loved ones and heroes who died in the earthquake. We hope that they will rest in peace on the other side of the sky and bless those who survived the earthquake. May they walk out of their sadness and live a happy life. Let's hold hands and pass on our love so that it won't grow old.。。。。。
Remember that moment-the short but long three minutes: The Republic was silent, drooping, and wailing. The national flag was raised halfway. On the land of China, the 1.3 billion people gathered into rivers and oceans, shocking heaven and earth, darkening the sun and moon, and weeping ghosts and gods. The Emperor's Blood, 2008, 5.12, 14.28. Time is too short, so short that we don't have time to wipe away our tears; 10,000 years was too short. The rebuilding of the disaster area rose from the disaster. The passing of time was enough to make people forget the destruction of a city, the suffering of a nation, and the death of 80,000 people. However, Sichuan was not a river of forgetfulness. Love could not be forgotten, and suffering could not be forgotten. The virtue of the teacher will shine for thousands of years, and the azalea will be dedicated to all the teachers who died in the earthquake. The pain of the past should be mourned. The love they once had was worth remembering.
Thus, our three angels came to the disaster area that they had once rescued.
In the past twenty years, many things had happened in the disaster area. Whether it was the tourists who came here to pay their respects or the people who had left their homes, they could only follow the winding mountain road and climb the Homecoming Platform to look at the epic and tragic county town. This place was loaded with the love of the people of the country. It was the bond that built the bridge of love in the world. The boundless love reappeared here. The songs of love were also a huge encouragement to all the people of the Celestial Empire. On the vast wasteland of Bandeng Bridge, where weeds were growing, there were clusters of blood-red azalea flowers. They stood proudly and looked exceptionally enchanting. The blooming azalea told people that there were once living beings like us here. Everyone was doing the same job, but a disaster separated us from them. In the earthquake ruins cemetery in the old county town of Beichuan, the square arch that deeply remembered the victims of the "5.12" earthquake could be seen from afar. It was surrounded by yellow flowers, and white paper flowers were tied orderly on the sidewalk guardrails and tree trees on both sides of the road. On the memorial board in front of the cemetery, the red numbers 2008, 5.12, and 14.28 were very eye-catching, but we couldn't avoid them. The locals who traveled with me told me that the official statistics of the earthquake that year showed that more than 15,000 people died in Beichuan County. Among them, less than 2,000 bodies were excavated a few days after the earthquake. In order to prevent the outbreak of the epidemic, these victims were buried in a deep pit behind the memorial board. Now, it was covered with green grass. From the left side of the cemetery, there were huge ruins buried by boulders and mud. In the ruins, a red flag fluttering in the wind and a broken basketball hoop attracted our attention. This was Kitagawa Middle School. The school was backed by Jingjia Mountain. The "5.12" earthquake caused Jingjia Mountain to collapse, and a large number of boulders poured down. Kitagawa Middle School was instantly buried, causing a large number of casualties. Although all the surrounding buildings had collapsed, the flagpole with the bright five-star red flag still stood. When Yulu saw the national flag fluttering in the wind on the ruins, she thought of Tan Qianqiu, the most touching teacher of the earthquake.
Tan Qianqiu was from Yanqian Village, Buyun Bridge Town, Qidong County, Hengyang City, Hunan Province. In March 1978, he was admitted to Hunan University with excellent results. After graduation in January 1982, he was assigned to work in Sichuan Mianzhu Dongfang Steam Turbines Plant, successively teaching in the factory's staff college and middle school. Tan Qianqiu had been teaching for twenty-six years. Not only did he have excellent teaching results, but he had also been awarded the title of a special teacher. Moreover, ever since he became the dean of the middle school, he had been committed to the school's teaching reform and innovation. He had made positive contributions to improving the quality of teaching, especially the students he loved very much. He would pick up a small stone when he saw it on campus, afraid that the students would get hurt while playing. He was praised by his colleagues as the person who loved students the most.”
An ambulance was the best way to bring comfort to people. It meant that there was another life running towards hope. At 23:50 on May 13, 2008, the sirens of ambulances resounded throughout Hanwang Town. Rescuers from the Tianchao Earthquake Emergency Rescue Center rescued four students from the collapsed teaching building of Dongqi Middle School in Deyang City.
"My niece is a student from Grade Two Class One. If it weren't for their teacher protecting them, none of these four children would have survived!”Liu Hongli's uncle said.
As a rescue worker, Miss Yulu, when they found him, he was lying on the desk with his arms spread out. He was protecting the four students with all his might. All four students were alive!
Teacher Tan's wife, Zhang Guanrong, was carefully wiping her husband's body. Every grain of sand on his face was gently wiped away. He carefully combed his messy hair into the hairstyle he was used to when he was alive. The back of Teacher Tan's head was smashed by the floor…
When Zhang Guanrong pulled Tan Qianqiu's arm and was about to wipe away the blood, her husband's stiff fingers once again touched her fragile nerves."It was still soft when I carried it over yesterday. Why has it become so hard?”Zhang Guanrong gently rubbed her husband's arm and cried out…
It was this pair of arms that had spread countless knowledge that had taken back four young lives from the hands of the god of death at the moment of the earthquake. He had left the hope of life to the future of his motherland. The scars on his arms clearly recorded all of this!
"That morning, he was still the same as usual. He got up at six o'clock, washed and dressed our little daughter, took her out for a walk, and then rushed to school early for work. He left and never returned. His daughter was still calling him daddy at home!”Zhang Guanrong sobbed.
"Ms. Tan is the dean of our school. She also teaches politics for the second and third years.”The colleague teacher who accompanied Zhang Guanrong beside Teacher Tan's body said," Among the teachers in our school, he was the one who cared the most about his students. When he walked on the campus, he would walk over and pick up a small stone from the ground in the distance. He was afraid that the students would get hurt while playing.”
On the field, the parents of the students lit a string of firecrackers for Teacher Tan according to local customs...
At Huanghua Airport, more than 100 taxis spontaneously sent him off. About 10,000 students from Hunan University held candles to welcome him back to his alma mater.
"I will remember your eternal moment. Your open arms are a pair of dutiful arms full of selfless love. When the disaster came, the pair of arms was not eager to seek their own safety, but to take on the responsibility of protecting the students.”On the morning of May 16, 2008, the teachers and students of Hunan University held a memorial service to mourn the heroic teacher who saved four students in the Sichuan earthquake and the 77-level schoolmate they were proud of.
He was an ordinary person with noble character. The teacher who had taught Tan Qianqiu before showed everyone his report card and student registration form from 30 years ago. His 14 classmates in Changsha recalled his studies at Hunan University with deep affection. Hu University's professor said that Chiaki was an extremely ordinary student. He had never even been a dorm leader, but his simplicity, his innocence, his honesty, and his gratitude didn't surprise us at all at his courageous decision at that moment. A professor at Central South University said that Chiaki's life was an ordinary one. However, his spirit of being content with being ordinary was truly extraordinary. It was this kind of ordinariness that truly reflected his pride and righteousness that did not seek fame, profit, or flattery in his life. It was precisely such a person who could show his true colors as a hero in times of danger.
"He demonstrated the professional ethics of the people's teachers with the true nature of a teacher. He used his precious life to interpret the soul of love and responsibility.”Hu Senior Colonel's Party Secretary highly praised Tan Qianqiu's noble spirit. Hunan University had already decided to carry out a learning activity for Tan Qianqiu's schoolmate and donate 120,000 yuan to his relatives. His classmates also donated 120,000 yuan.
"If not for this earthquake, I think that in the history of Hu University, you would be an ordinary schoolmate. In the eyes of the world, you might be an ordinary teacher. However, did you know? If there was no earthquake, I would rather you be ordinary. I would rather you be ordinary. I would rather you live well. A student from the college expressed everyone's thoughts on the Hu University campus network: "We will always remember the way you spread your arms. After shedding this tear, I decided not to cry anymore. Because from this second onwards, I want to be like you, a brave, dutiful, and silent person! Just like you, never cower in the face of danger!”
He was a great teacher, a true teacher of the people.
Every time she saw this story, she would always be in tears.
The Sichuan earthquake made hundreds of millions of people worried, but it also made the hearts of Chinese people connected!
Chiaki Sensei had used her own actions to interpret the words " pluck off my wings and let them help you fly ". She had demonstrated the character of a great teacher who contributed silently! He demonstrated the professional ethics of the people's teachers with the true nature of a teacher, and interpreted the soul of the teacher's morality of love and responsibility with his precious life. His open arms were a pair of dutiful, selfless arms. When the disaster came, the pair of arms was not eager to seek their own safety, but to take on the responsibility of protecting the students. We will all remember his eternal moment.
Tan Qianqiu Bronze Statue
The bronze statue of Tan Qianqiu sacrificing himself to save others and the movie "The Last Lecture" were all based on Tan Qianqiu's heroic deeds during the earthquake in Sichuan. The designer of the bronze statue was Professor Liu Lang from the School of Design of Hunan University. It was donated by Wu Minwen, a graduate of the finance major. The Last Lecture was jointly produced by Hunan University, Jintao Film and Television Media Co., Ltd., and Hunan Jiarong Investment Co., Ltd. At the opening ceremony, Tan Qianqiu's widow, Zhang Guanrong, said in a written statement that holding a special ceremony on the first anniversary of the earthquake was a high praise for Qianqiu from her alma mater, her schoolmates, and her hometown.
Teacher Tan Qianqiu
This was the sixth lesson of the first volume of the sixth grade elementary school Chinese edition published by Su Education. It deeply recorded the heroic deeds of Teacher Tan Qianqiu. " Heroes don't die, spirit lasts forever!"
A teacher from the same school said,"If we want to escape the scene quickly, the teacher is closest to the door and is most likely to leave." However, at the moment of life and death for the students, Teacher Tan left the hope of life to the students.”
In the eyes of the students, Teacher Tan's lecture was vivid and lively. Not only was she witty, but she also had a sense of humor. However, the students could no longer hear Teacher Tan's voice. They could no longer see the energetic figure on the podium. Opening his arms to protect his student was the last gesture of his life! People have a poem praising: learning high as a teacher, body is a model. Tan is a model for thousands of years. Thousands of years of achievements cast thousands of years, thousands of years of virtue shine thousands of years!
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