一年前的今天,我们是失魂落魄的——一个个无辜的生命与我们不告而别,我们只有静静地坐在那里回忆、想象、思考。想到那一张张恐惧甚至扭曲的脸庞,不禁感到无奈,黯然落泪。听!一个声音那样坚强与从容:“风雨中,这点痛算什么,擦干泪,不要怕,至少我们还有梦。”“是他们,是他们回 Today, a year ago, we were distracted from our souls - we have to tell each other innocently. We can only sit and recall, imagine and think. Thinking of a fearful or even distorted face, she felt helpless and shed tears. Listen! A voice is as strong and calm: “In the storm, what is this pain, wipe the tears, don’t be afraid, at least we still have dreams.” “It’s them, it’s their back