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经年,谁予我一丝留恋?三十九年前的中国人民给了我留恋,给了我对团结一心,众志成城的留恋。在2015年清明节之际,我去唐山地震遗址纪念公园做了一名大学生志愿者,为那些前来祭奠的人们在纪念碑上找寻他们亲人名字的位置。当我来到这里,看到那纪念碑的时候我被震撼了。密密麻麻,数不过来的名字,代表着曾经一个个鲜活的生命,可是就在那一瞬间,什么都没有了,活生生的人一瞬间就变成了冰冷冷的刻在纪念碑上的名字。
After years, who gave me a trace of nostalgia? The Chinese people thirty-nine years ago gave me nostalgia and gave me a nostalgia for unity and determination. On the occasion of the Ching Ming Festival in 2015, I went to Tangshan Earthquake Memorial Park to volunteer as a college student, where those who come to pay homage find their relatives on the monument. When I came here and saw the monument I was shocked. Numerous, countless names, on behalf of the lives of one after another, but at that moment, nothing, and the living person instantly became a cold carved in the name of the monument.