14点28分,警报长鸣长安街中间空无一人,长安街两边杳无人声。警报声声,把所有的心,像闪烁的星星,送到大苦大难的灾区,把所有的泪,像生命盐水,投向大难大苦的受灾民众。三分钟,笛声收住,也收回了我们的灵和魂,于是看到那无人走动的长安街,竟如清扫过冲洗过一般洁净。所有的所有的尘世俗事,无影无痕。今天人们的衣着,也那么简明。一如今天的报纸今天的网页, At 14:28, the warning sounded that there was no one in the middle of Chang’an Avenue, and Chang’an Avenue was silent on both sides. The sound of sirens sent all hearts, like twinkling stars, to the devastated area of ​​the disaster and put all the tears, like the salt of life, into the disaster-affected people. Three minutes, the flute was closed, and our spirit and soul were also taken back. Then we saw Chang An Street, where no one walked, actually cleansed as if it had been cleaned and washed. All the earthly affairs are all traceless. Today’s people’s clothing is also so concise. Just like today’s newspaper today’s webpage,