一道闪电划过天空,天旋地转、山崩地裂。城市乡村顷刻间倒塌,一堆堆断墙瓦砾间,一个个生命在悲鸣。你痛失了亲人,家园也已是一片废墟。你哭了,那样的痛彻心扉。朋友,别哭!你看到了吗,地震才发生几个小时,祖国的人民就迅速组织捐款,积极救援。那是一双稚嫩的手,她把心爱的储钱罐砸碎了,说要给你买吃的;那是一双有力的手,他把皱折的钱塞进捐款箱,又匆匆赶回工地;那是一双满是皱纹的手,她把几个月的养老金捐出来,未及说什么,已老泪 A flash of lightning crossed the sky, spinning and breaking. Urban and rural areas collapsed in an instant, and piles of broken walls and rubbles between them, one by one, life is in mourning. You lost your loved ones and your homeland is in ruins. You cry, so painful. Friends, don’t cry! Did you see it? The earthquake only happened for a few hours. The people of the motherland quickly organized donations and actively rescued them. It was a pair of tender hands. She broke the beloved piggy bank and said she would buy you something to eat. It was a pair of powerful hands. He stuffed the wrinkled money into the donation box and rushed back to the construction site. It was a pair of hands full of wrinkles. She donated a few months’ pension, but she didn’t say anything.