“雁阵惊寒,声断衡阳之浦;壮士蹈火,魂系三湘父老。”一张张年轻鲜活的面孔在黑纱白幔中定格为永恒。被悲痛笼罩的衡阳大街小巷传诵着20个令衡岳肃立、湘水泣流的英烈的名字。 我感动于相机里一幕接一幕的声泪俱下的悲怆镜头: 一只受伤的鸽子停留在废墟上任凭浓烟的熏烤一直不愿离去,她在为遇难的烈士吟唱哀歌:一名参加搜救的战士在11月5日这个特殊的日子 “Goose array frigid, sound off Hengyang Pu; Zhuangzhuohuo, the soul of the Sanxiang elders.” A piece of young and lively face in black veil in the grid fixed to eternity. Hengyang streets were shrouded in grief grumble covered with 20 names to stand Heng Hengyu, Xiangyu weeping flow of the hero’s name. I moved in the camera one after another tearful scene: a wounded pigeon stay in the ruins smoke smoked has been reluctant to leave, she was chanting for the dead martyrs: a soldier to participate in the search and rescue On November 5 this special day