苦难深重的故乡2014年8月3日,鲁甸地震,转眼已经一月了,早就想写点什么,却又感觉文字苍白无力。因为不在现场,所有一切消息都是间接得来的,对灾难的感受就少了些质感。但是心痛的感觉一直在蔓延,一想起那个遥远地方的山和水,想起那些质朴的身影,就无法平静地呼吸。虽然有政府有军队和各方人士在救灾,但一想起那些正在承受苦难的乡亲,心就会颤抖。一个瞬间,天塌地陷,家园尽毁;原本以雄伟而骄傲的大山,竟然张开血盆大口,可以把一个个村庄吞没得没有踪影。人在自然面前,原来是如此地渺小!如此 August 3, 2014, Ludian earthquake, a blink of an eye, already wanted to write something, but feel the text pale and weak. Because of being away from the scene, all the news is indirect and the texture of the disaster is less. However, the feeling of heartache has been spreading, and when I think of the mountain and water in that distant place, I can not breathe calmly without thinking of those rustic figures. Although there are government troops and people from all walks of life in disaster relief, they feel trembling when they think of those folks who are suffering. A moment, the sky collapsed, home to destroy; had to majestic and proud of the mountains, even open Xuepenkou, one can swallow a village disappeared. People in the face of nature, the original is so small! So