When logging onto the relevant websites that depicted the current situation of the scenes assaulted by the devil, I dare not even glance at the debris and the appalling corpses buried under the shambles. I dare not imagine how many people have been bereaved of their precious lives, how many families have been deprived of their reunion and happiness, how many loving and caring wives or husbands have lost their beloved ones, how many children have been divested of their parents and how many parents have been looted of their offspring. More achingly, my eyes dare not touch the desperately grief-stricken expressions of the bereaved! While all of my roommates were talking about the accident and signing helplessly, I just maintained silent and went on with my own business stilly. I do not want to pour out all my sympathy towards the victims to my roommates. I am just nonstop praying to the survivors wholeheartedly, wishing that they could gain more felicity after the mortal calamity. i firmly believe that God is surely there to bless all that revived , though he had witnessed numerable innocent lives ruined hopelessly. Fairly often, even the sacred God is powerless to cherish treasurable lives of human. What we can do is try our best to save ourselves when encountering hazards.
From this mischance, I impressively learn that sometimes our human life is so frail, so much so that we can lose control of it before we realize what has stolen it. But such natural disasters as earthquake is still somehow unpredictable and thus inevitable, hence when it falls on us, we can just flounder with all our strength regardless of what the result might be. Probably we may be vanquished to death by the misfortune physically, but never mentally! not until the very end should we cease our buffeting!
