一片废墟,一片瓦砾,一个还不太懂得害怕的女孩儿,奇迹般地在大地震后的唐山这块令人焦灼、悲戚的大地上,从母亲的怀抱里站立了起来。望着匆匆奔去的红五星,望着急急涌来的红十字,她似乎读懂了一个字——爱。如今想想还后怕的她,当时还不知道什么叫劫后余生,那扬起的小手和吚呀的口语似乎不协调地在身边这片焦土上跳着舞、唱着歌儿。后来她逐渐长大了,由稚嫩的空旷变成了成熟的充实,于是她把读懂的那个字用在了自己的名字里——张爱。 A ruin, a piece of rubble, a girl who did not yet know how to be afraid, miraculously stood up from the embrace of her mother on the terrible and grieving land of Tangshan after the earthquake. Looking at the red five-star running in haste, looking at the rush of the Red Cross, she seemed to read a word - love. Now think of still scared, she did not know what was the rest of his life, that raised hands and Baba’s speaking seems to be uncoordinated in this piece of scorched earth dancing and singing songs. Later, she gradually grew up, from the immaculate open into a mature enrichment, so she read the word used in his name - Zhang love.