would you know my name
if I saw you in heaven
would it be the same
if I saw you in heaven
I must be strong
and carry on
'cos I know I don't belong
here in heaven
would you hold my hand
if I saw you in heaven
would you help me stand
if I saw you in heaven
I’ll find my way through night and day
'cos i know I just can't stay
here in heaven
time can bring you down
time can bend your knees
time can break your heart
have you begging please
begging please
beyond the door
there's peace I’m sure
and I know
there'll be no more
tears in heaven
自从上周一开始,我们就开始目睹太多惨不忍睹的震撼,太多无能无力的哀嚎,太多一晃之间就一笔勾销的生命。
我无法体会到灾区人民是如何熬过如此阴霾的日子。那些哗一声的无情坍塌,那些断壁残桓下微弱的声音,那些大屠有暗香盈袖杀般的现场。。。Several minutes, several seconds are so powerful to claim thousands of innocent people.
在自然面前,人永远是渺小如蚁。
展现在我们眼前的,尚是可捕捉的画面。
可是那塌陷中所无法捕捉到的,曾与死神抗争过的画面,
那些无辜的孩子,睁大眼睛,露出恐慌和本能的求生欲,他们可能还不清楚到底发生了什么事,为什么他们在顷刻之间就失去了父母,残疾,无家可归。。。
失去的财富是可以慢慢赚回来,
残破的家园还可以慢慢重建,
可是属于他们的一家三口还有还原的可能吗?
有多少爱可以重来?
失去至亲,至爱后,还有什么可以弥补这些受创的心灵?
灾难过后,我们毕竟还有明天。不能等到为时已晚的时候再无力地挣扎,珍惜眼前人。珍惜此时此景。
愿这个默哀的日子成为我们彼此相爱的日子!
哀悼的日子也就是我们大家重新相爱的开始