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Red tears photography

In the earthquake, mothers used their bodies to protect their children, and text messages made people cry.

May 6(th), 2008

Rescuers hold the child that the mother bought with her life.

"Baby, if you are still alive, remember that I love you."

The 3-month-old child was under her cold body, and the mother left a message on her mobile phone:

● Live voice "Someone, a child is still alive."

● Character file A mother

When rescuers found her, she was already dead and crushed to death by the collapsed house. Through the cracks in the piles of ruins, we can see her posture of death: kneeling on her knees, the whole upper body crawling forward, supporting her body with her hands, and some people kneeling like the ancients, but her body was deformed under pressure.

Rescuers reached through the cracks in the ruins to confirm that she was dead, shouted at the ruins again, and knocked on the bricks several times with a crowbar, but there was no response. When the crowd walked to the next building, the rescue captain suddenly ran back and shouted "Come here" as he ran. He came to her body again, groped under the woman's body with difficulty, touched it a few times, and he shouted "Someone, a child, is still alive".

After some efforts, people carefully cleaned up the ruins that blocked her way. Under her body lay her child, wrapped in.

In a small red quilt with yellow flowers, about 34 months old. With the protection of his mother's body, he was unscathed. He was still sleeping quietly when he was taken out. His sleeping face made everyone present feel warm.

The accompanying doctor came, untied the quilt and did some inspection, only to find that a mobile phone was stuffed in the quilt. The doctor looked at the screen of the mobile phone and found a short message written on the screen, "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". I used to see the doctor in Where are you going, but I shed tears at this moment. The mobile phone passed, and everyone who saw the text message shed tears.

Fifty hours consumed her life.

Just now, I tried again beside her. She has no pulse, no breathing, and she is very cold. It seems that all efforts can't save her life Our soldiers tried their best, but failed to save her. I talked to her here all morning. I can also feed her water, and she can talk to me. I told her, I said you must be strong and live. Although your daughter is dead, your granddaughter is still here. If you can't persist, what about your granddaughter? She will be an orphan. She told me, I will, I must stick to it, and I will stick to it for my granddaughter. She is really tenacious. Although she has been buried below for four days, she is still tenacious.

Now there is no heartbeat, no breathing. She's just comforting me. I feel very sad in my heart. Her name is Yang Yufang, and she is 52 years old. Her daughter is Lianrong, and she is 28 years old. She saved 13 pupils and sacrificed herself. If she saves one less student, she will survive. She also has a granddaughter, and she can't save her life. I feel very sad.

Female teachers in distress surround students' living space with their bodies.

We dug up a teacher. Her body curled up on the ground and pushed her back as high as possible. There is a student under her. The student survived, but the teacher was seriously injured in the head and died on the spot. Now we can find many such touching stories in the disaster area.

Uncle PLA is not afraid of anything when he comes.

We saved a pupil in Yingxiu town because we followed the helicopter that transported the wounded back to the rear yesterday (May 14). When we boarded the helicopter, he told us that he was on the fourth floor and was a sixth-grade pupil. During the earthquake, he was ejected from the upstairs and bounced to the first floor. His head was still bleeding and his whole eyes were bleeding. He can't see anything. Did you say you were a PLA man? I said we are the People's Liberation Army. He said that I was particularly scared, but I was not afraid of anything when you came, and I was not afraid when you held me all the way, so we kept carrying him to the ambulance.

The disaster made her grow up overnight.

When the earthquake happened on May 12, Li Yue took a class of students to class quietly as usual. A strong earthquake shook the teaching building violently. Li Yue was blindfolded at that time, then realized the danger was coming and rushed out of the classroom with her classmates. But instead of taking the stairs to escape, she jumped directly from the second floor. Fortunately, she was not injured, and rushed out of the collapsed wall to the police training ground about 50 meters away from the primary school, and then ran out of the dangerous area with the police. At that time, she was already worried about her parents. "My father is a prison guard in Beichuan Detention Center. All I know is that all the buildings in their unit collapsed. My family lives in Xiaohe Street, and it has collapsed ... Dad ... may not be here ... "She lowered her head and struggled to tell what she knew about her father. "But I still want to find my father." From the beginning of the earthquake to the temporary calm, she was not scared to cry, but her mother's right leg, which was injured by a stone, made her cry at once. "When I first moved with everyone, I suddenly heard my mother calling me. Looking back, my mother was lying among a lot of injured people. I immediately ran over and cried. Mom broke her right leg, and the bones were all outside, and she was bleeding all the time. My mother saw me crying, but she didn't cry. She always told me, you have to be strong, you have to be strong, and how is your father ... "Li Yue also has a sister studying at Beijing University of Posts and Telecommunications. The reporter asked her, "Did you talk to her sister by phone?" "I got through yesterday. She looked for our news in the newspaper and asked me to write to her, so I called her. " "Did you tell your sister about your family?" "I didn't tell her for the first time, because she had a final exam in a month. I didn't want her to worry too much, just say that my parents and I were fine ... in fact, I lied to her on purpose." Li Yue's strength is far beyond her age, and this disaster made her grow up overnight.

Survivor Wang Song: "Cooking in a pot on the mountain, rescued by helicopter".

I am a student in Class Two, Grade Three, Xuankou Middle School. There are 46 people in our class. Our classroom is on the third floor. When the accident happened, the teacher was speaking history papers on the podium. After the classroom shook, we struggled to run outside. On the first floor, my hands and feet were smashed. Students helped me, and we ran to the mountain behind the roe creek. Our classroom collapsed right behind us.

We walked for half an hour and came to the mountain. Along the way, I saw many collapsed houses. At about 5 pm, the teacher organized students to take down the boards of those collapsed houses as our bed boards, and took a lot of pots and rice from some farmers' homes. In the wild, we use bricks as stoves and pots for cooking.

Our school has 1200 students and 3 1 class. A total of about 50 pots were built. As night falls, smoke billows in the mountains, but my heart is extremely heavy. I don't know when this ordeal will end, and I don't know how things are at home and whether my parents are safe. The next day, it rained heavily. Fortunately, before this, the students set up canvases on it. But the heavy rain still brought us a lot of trouble. Many people's clothes are wet and they keep coughing.

With the cooking and biscuits in the school supermarket, the diet of teachers and students in our school is not a problem for the time being. However, many people's injuries are not treated, and the injuries are getting worse and worse. Everyone looks very pessimistic. The teacher repeatedly told us that the traffic outside was interrupted and Wenchuan lost contact with the outside world, but the rescue team would come soon, soon.

At about 9 am yesterday, the rescue plane finally arrived. The plane roared overhead. We looked up in surprise and saw two helicopters hovering. We are finally saved. I breathed a long sigh of relief. Some students cheered loudly, while others shed tears with excitement. Then, the plane kept switching. There are biscuits, mineral water and ham in the bag.

1 1 o'clock, four more planes come! They threw a lot of food, and then the first plane flew away, and the second plane stopped and recruited eight seriously injured students. There is only enough parking space for one plane at a time. After the first plane left, I got on the second manned plane. After flying for more than 20 minutes, the plane stopped at Shifang. Then, a doctor sent me here.

Rescuers are holding the child bought with the mother's life. When rescuers found her, she was already dead, crushed by the collapsed house. Through the cracks in the piles of ruins, we can see her dead posture, kneeling on her knees, crawling forward with her whole upper body and supporting her body with her hands. Some people bow down like the ancients, but her body is deformed and looks a little weird. Rescuers reached through the cracks in the ruins to confirm that she was dead, shouted at the ruins again, and knocked on the bricks several times with a crowbar, but there was no response. When the crowd walked to the next building, the rescue captain suddenly ran back and shouted "Come here" as he ran. He came to her again, struggling to reach under the woman and groping. He touched it a few times and shouted, "Someone, a child, is still alive." After some efforts, people carefully cleaned up the ruins that blocked her way. Under her body lay her child, wrapped in a small red quilt with yellow flowers, about 3 or 4 months old. With his mother's protection, he was unharmed. He was still sleeping quietly when he was taken out. His sleeping face made everyone present feel warm. The accompanying doctor came to untie the quilt and prepare to do some tests. He found a mobile phone stuffed in the quilt. The doctor subconsciously looked at the screen of the mobile phone and found a text message on the screen, "Dear baby, if you can live, you must remember that I love you". The doctor, who is used to seeing where you are going, shed tears at the moment. The mobile phone passed, and everyone who saw the news shed tears.