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昨夜我从梦中惊醒,眼前是一片震后的断垣残壁景象,耳中隆隆响彻灾民肝肠寸断之悲音,窗外阴风栗冽,横走烟云,我心痛不已,却只能在天遥地远的台北捶胸顿足,都说是天道无情,常与善人,何以让穷苦的人再受难?何以让无以计数的师生命丧知识宝殿?天?你是天吗?我静默而坐,渴望穿越红尘,以究天人之际。你为何让人受苦?假使你愿意再回头多看一眼,你一定不舍得让这场灾难发生;如今父子兄弟暴骨中野,生民肝脑涂地,哭泣之声不绝于耳,难道这就是你要
Last night I woke up in front of me after a quake after the ruins, the ears rumble resounded through the tragedy of the victims of liver and intestines, windows vulgar chestnut, cross smoke, I heartache, but only in the far away from Taipei Why do you let poor people suffer again? Why let countless teachers and students bereaved knowledge Temple? Days? Are you the sky? I sit in silence, eager to cross the Red, to study Heaven’s occasion. Why do you make people suffer? If you are willing to look back and take a look, you must not be willing to let this disaster happen; now father and brother violently in the wild, living people’s minds, weeping endless voices, is this what you want