For the first time in 59 years since the establishment of
the People’s Republic of China, Sirens went off in Beijing,
echoed by the collective sound of horns from all motor vehicles
in the streets. For three minutes started at 2:28pm Monday,
the entire China stood still in silence.
In the heart of the nation, the Tiananmen Square, the flag
flew at a half-staff.
It is a moment when one in every five people on earth mourned
for their 50,000 fellow citizens perished in Sichuan quake
that occurred exactly one week ago.
Chinese Nursery Song 2008 (the original
author in Chinese unknown)
This year's snowstorms, unbelievably huge,
Daddy and Mommy, unable to return home.
A gang of thugs, came to threaten us,
Broke into my school, destroy my flowers.
That Lama, keeps talking falsehood,
Those Westerners, pretend to be blind.
Paris' Tower, London's police - so spineless,
The big sister carried the Olympic torch - so courageous.
While whistles sounded, trains derailed
The lost souls of victims, yet to be reincarnated.
The earth collapsed,
The children buried.
Bulky walls, fall on the back of my teacher,
We students, hid under his body shelter.
Soon after, I heard loudspeaker,
A grandpa, urged me not to be afraid.
Uncles PLA, dug through rubble,
Military plane, sent me home.
After the disasters, I've grown up,
But I'll never forget, the Year 2008.
Greatest Benevolence Is Like Water
Greatest Love Is Silent