暮春时节,蜀道苦旅,子规声里雨如烟。一年之前山崩地裂的湮灭与杀戮,如此残酷清晰地迫近着我们;万山丛中,岷江映秀,那场万劫不复的横逆之痛,依旧让我们感同身受:一年之间,流离者是否已安居,幼孤者是否已有爱,身伤者是否已复愈,求知者是否已获教,失亲者是否已得安宁?无论亲睹国殇悲情的映秀之秀, Late spring season, Shu journey, sonorous sound in the rain. One year ago, the annihilation and killing of the landslide and the earth-cleavers were so cruel and clear that they were approaching us. In the mountains and mountains, the Minjiang River and Yingxiu, the pain of the terrible reversal, still let us feel the same: whether or not the migrants have lived in the past year , Whether or not the young solitary have love, whether the injured have recovered, whether the knowledge has been taught, whether the dear ones have been quiet? Whether it is to see the beauty of the catastrophe Yingxiu show,