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<title><![CDATA[The Strongest Quake, the Strongest Unity.]]></title>
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<title><![CDATA[Come on, brothers and sisters, the whole world is behind you!]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>   <font color="#00ff00" size="4">   Since the May 12th earthquake, there has been a flood of donation of money, relief goods and blood both at home and abroad from all walks of life. There is no difference of social status, no difference of ages, no difference of nationalities. At this moment,  in front of the unprecedented </font><font color="#00ff00" size="4">natual disaster, we are united as one man. We only have one goal. That is to help our brothers and sisters in need.out.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">                          <font color="#ff0000" size="5"> Part I        Money donation</font></font></p>
<p>                   <img border="0" height="375" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/all%20at%20once.jpg" width="500"/></p>
<p>     <font color="#00ff00" size="4"> The slot is too small!</font></p>
<p>                                        <img border="0" height="450" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/400%20for%20seven%20days.jpg" width="397"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00"><font size="4">This beggar donated 400 yuan after begging on the street for three days.</font> </font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="489" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/beggar.jpg" width="648"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">When he was heading towards us, we thought he was a passerby, but he halted in front of the box. After putting the coins in the box, he said,&quot;I haver some more. Then he brought out another 30 to 40 yuan of small notes from his pocket.&quot;</font></p>
<p>                                 <img border="0" height="420" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/beggar%202.jpg" width="361"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">This is all his saving from begging.</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="468" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/this%20money%20comes%20from%20the%20government.jpg" width="654"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">The money they are donating is government pension.</font></p>
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<p>        <img border="0" height="392" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/handicapped.jpg" width="550"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Disabled as I am, I should also make my contribution.</font></p>
<p>                        <img border="0" height="332" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/children%20donating.jpg" width="500"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Little kids are making their donation.</font></p>
<p>                                                                <img border="0" height="278" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/100%20million%20from%20a%20tangshan%20orphan.jpg" width="300"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">The couple donated 100 million yuan. The husband, who used to be an orphan from Tangshan earthquake 30 years ago, is now running an iron and stell company. He is now making his contribution in return for what people from other parts of the country had done for them after the Tangshan earthquake 30 years ago.</font></p>
<p>                        <img border="0" height="287" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/companies.jpg" width="489"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Companies making their contributions</font>.</p>
<p>                                                   <img border="0" height="165" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/money%20raising%20party.jpg" width="220"/></p>
<p>                                   <img border="0" height="227" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/money%20raising.jpg" width="346"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Companies all over the country are making their donations at the disaster relief benefit evening run by CCTV.</font> </p>
<p><img border="0" height="600" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/jizhong.jpg" width="800"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Most of the donation is collections of one-yuan notes. They are from students from poverty-driven areas.</font></p>
<p>                       <img border="0" height="342" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/line%20up.jpg" width="500"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">People lining up for donation.</font></p>
<p>                 <img border="0" height="366" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/singers.jpg" width="550"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Actors and actresses making their contribution by way of perfoming at the disaster relief benefit evening.</font></p>
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<p>                                <font color="#ff0000" size="5">    Part II              Blood donation</font></p>
<p>                     <img border="0" height="296" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/newly%20married%20couple.jpg" width="500"/>  </p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">A newly married couple donating their blood hand in hand right after their wedding ceremony.</font></p>
<p>              <img border="0" height="523" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/blood%20donation.jpg" width="550"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Everybody is eager to pour out their hot blood and loving heart to their brothers and sisters in need.</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="535" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/AIER.jpg" width="800"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Filling in the blood donation form while waiting for their turms.</font></p>
<p>                    <img border="0" height="351" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/donation%20in%20chengdu.jpg" width="513"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">The more news I read, the more blood I wish to donate.</font></p>
<p>    <img border="0" height="440" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/foreigner2.jpg" width="600"/> </p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">They are also my brothers and sisters.</font></p>
<p>                 <img border="0" height="392" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/soldiers_1.jpg" width="550"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Soldiers packing the donation hall.</font></p>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 02 Jun 2008 07:56:30 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The Most Beautiful "lie".]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   </font></p>
<h2><font color="#00ff00" size="4">                                           The most beautiful &quot;lie&quot;</font></h2><p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">    This &quot;lie&quot; rescued a life.It displays what profound love is!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   &quot;Yaoer, the local dialect for daughter or son, I am your father. You must hold on. The police are coming in ten minutes!&quot;</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Maybe, this is the most beautiful &quot;lie&quot;. It was this &quot;lie&quot; that helped the middle school girl drive away the fear in the debris, defeated the demon of death, and finally survive the quake!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   This girl is called Wang Li, who studied at Dongqi Middle School of Mianzhu in Sichuan Province. Now she has been transferred to a hospital in Chongqing. She said when she was burried in ruins, many people consoled her by pretending to be her father! She wants to find them when she recovers. Her most important wish is to find them and regard them as her family members!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   According to Wang Li's recollection, at 2:28, 12<sup>th</sup> of May, when the quake took place, she was in her history class. When the students rushed out of the classroom, the whole building was shaking. They crouched wherever they could! In no more than ten seconds ,the building collapsed,  burrying Wang Li and some of her classmates underneath.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   Wang Li was so scared that she yelled for help, but no one responded. At that time, she felt too weak to breathe and wanted to sleep very much. She was terrified. At the point of desperation, she caught sight of a big tree outside. She told herself green implied life. At this time she thought she should stick to the end.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   &quot;Yaoer, I am your father. You must hold on.The police are coming in ten minutes!&quot; Wang Li said. In the next few minutes, she heard the voice of her &quot;father&quot;. She was so happy and relieved and regained confidence for survival. At half past ten the next morning, she was rescued. Upon her survival, she discovered that it was some unknown people who tried their best to console her instead of her father.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   It was not until after she had been sent to hospital that her parernts heard about her survival and went to see her. After a checkup, the doctor made a quick decision that she had to have her left leg removed. When her parents were at a loss what to do, , Wang told them,&quot; It is better to live than die. Losing a leg is not that serious.&quot; Wang Li told a journalist that her biggest wish was to find the &quot;fake&quot; fathers , and regard them as her family members!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   Rescuers and rescuees have been competing with the evil of death and extreams since the quake,, These are stories that have been moving us these days.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">These &quot;fake fathers&quot; encouraged the child. The whole world was deeply moved! </font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">&quot;Yaoer I am your father.&quot;—Remember the disaster, Remember the most beautiful &quot;lie&quot;.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">This &quot;lie&quot; saved a life, and displayed the most profound love in the world!   </font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4"> </font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Translated by   Zhu Yi</font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 02 Jun 2008 07:19:07 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The largest motorcade for rescue in the world]]></title>
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<p>                           <img border="0" height="280" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/taxi.jpg" width="450"/></p>
<p>                             <img border="0" height="334" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/taxi2.jpg" width="450"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Soon after the 5.12 Wenchuan earthquake took place, taxi drivers in Chengdu, which is located more than 60 kms away from Dujiangyan, one of the worst hit areas in the quake, learned on the radio that large numbers of cars are need to transport the wounded quake victims to Chengdu for treatment. Without second thoughts, all the taxi drivers who got to know the news rushed to Dujiangyan to carry </font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00"><font size="4">victims to Chengdu as volutary workers. It is estimated that a total number of 1200 taxi drivers rushed there for the rescue operation. The drivers kept working for days without being paid. Some of their family members also cooked a lot of food for the drivers to take to the quake zone for the people in need. Their heroic deeds greatly relieved the pressure for the government to carry the victims to Chengdu for timely treatment.</font> </font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Sat, 31 May 2008 10:53:07 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Beautiful girl: scare away the horrior by torch reading]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">  </font><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Beautiful girl: scare away the horrior by torch reading</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   The sudden quake made the teaching building in a town in Sichuan province collapse in a second! More than one hundred students were burried in ruins. It was unknown whether they were dead or alive. In the ruins, when the surviors faced the threat of the &quot;death evil&quot;. Miracle happened when they encouraged each other by talking!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   &quot;Qingqing, the good beautiful girl, have you see her?&quot; their teacher Chen Quanhong, who was always staying with her burried students outside the ruins, called the name of her student,who is called Deng Qingqing. In the teacher's eyes, she is a strong-minded and hardworking girl although she is from a poor family.  With no electricity in her home, she usually does reading using her torch when she is home! </font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   In the random riprap, when seeing the students' dead bodies dug out ,the teacher would weep silently! She complained &quot;They were all like birds jumping freely and happily yesterday. I simply can't bear it that they are gone overnight!&quot;. Finally, Deng Qingqing was saved by the soldiers! The teacher and soldiers were all moved. When the girl was saved, she was found  reading with her torch in the ruins. Qingqing said:&quot; It was dark underground, I was so scared and very hungry.The only thing I could do was reading. This could allievate my fear!&quot; Her pureness was like her strength. It made all the listeners sob. Hearing this, Mrs Chen burst out crying ,and said &quot;Good girl, the best thing is that you can come out alive!&quot;</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">    Like Deng Qingqing, another girl called LuoYao, was burried in the ruins and her feet was injured! Inspired by &quot;the dream of piano&quot;, she tried not to sleep! She told herself to fight on to survive. In the end she won, too!</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Translated by Zhu Yi</font></p>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Fri, 30 May 2008 00:24:06 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Soluting boy]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">This three-year-old little boy, named Lang Zheng, was resuced after being burried for 10 hours in the ruins. His right arm was seriously injured. When he was carried out of the ruins,</font><font color="#00ff00" size="4"> he rainsed his left arm and gave the soldiers a solute. </font><font color="#00ff00" size="4">This picture instantly captured the hearts of milliions of people in the whole country.</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="1123" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/soluting%20boy.jpg" width="800"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00"><font size="4">The first drink of water after being rescued.</font>  </font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="514" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/______2.jpg" width="750"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">The Prime Minister is paying a visit to Little Lang Zheng.</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="391" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/wen%20and%20lang.jpg" width="500"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Under the good care of the doctors and nurses, the little hero is recovering quickly and is in good shape now.</font></p>
<p>                        <img border="0" height="337" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/______3.jpg" width="450"/></p>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Mon, 26 May 2008 01:34:08 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[The most beautiful policewomen]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font color="#33ff00" face="Times New Roman" size="5">The most beautiful policewomen (1)</font></p>
<p>                 <img border="0" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/milking%20mother.jpg"/></p>
<p>  <font color="#33ff00"><font size="4">This policewoman, named Jiang Xiaojuan, is a mother of a six-months-old girl. Since the quake, she hasn't been able to see her daughter or family, neither has she been able to milk her daughter. Instead, she has been milking nine infants who have lost their parents during her spare time.</font> </font></p>
<font color="#33ff00"><p><font color="#33ff00" face="Times New Roman" size="5">The most beautiful policewomen (2)</font></p>
<p><font size="5">           <img border="0" height="352" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/beautiful%20women.jpg" width="479"/></font></p>
<p><font size="5">  </font><font size="4">This  policewoman is named Jiang Ming.Although she lost three of her family members: her parents and her two-year-old daughter. she worked for three days non-stop, helping the needed. Weak as she was, she helped people set up tents, take care of the homeless children until 3 in the morning. When she went out of the tent, she fainted away because of exhaustion.</font></p>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Sat, 24 May 2008 10:42:35 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Drivers' blowing horns to mourn the dead]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p> <font size="4">  <font color="#00ff00">19th-21st of May were announced by the government as the national mourning days for the people who died in the quake. During the three days, all the national flags in the whole country and at the embassays in different countries were lowered at half mast. At 28:14 on the 19th, (the time when the quake began on the 12th).while air raid sirens and horns of automobiles, trains and ships wailed in grief for three minutes to mourn the dead.</font></font></p>
<p><font size="4"><img border="0" height="416" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/car%20drivers%20horning.jpg" width="600"/></font> </p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Beijing motorists on the six-lane Jianguomenwai Avenue stood beside their cars honking their horns for three minutes to honor victims of the May 12 earthquake.</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="414" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/people%20mourning%20at%20the%20airport.jpg" width="600"/></p>
<p><font size="4">  <font color="#00ff00">People at the airport all stand still mourning the dead for three minutes. </font> <img border="0" height="287" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/leaders%20condoling.jpg" width="500"/></font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">Government leaders mourning the dead.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">People show their condolation in different ways:</font></p>
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<p><img border="0" height="575" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/hands.jpg" width="768"/></p>
<p><font size="4">Printed in the picuture are,&quot;Millions of people have lost their homes. The earthquake is ruthless, but we are filled with passion.Let's join our hands and rebuild our homes </font><font size="4">together.&quot;</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="487" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/candles3.jpg" width="734"/></p>
<p><img border="0" height="600" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/dandles2.jpg" width="800"/></p>
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<p><img border="0" height="600" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/flowers.jpg" width="800"/></p>
<p><img border="0" height="600" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/poem.jpg" width="800"/></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">The time that will be engraved in the hearts of the whole Chinese nation.</font></p>
<p><img border="0" height="564" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/tear.jpg" width="404"/></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Fri, 23 May 2008 02:50:29 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[One Life for 4]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p>                            <img border="0" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/_________.jpg"/></p>
<p>                                    <font size="6">         Tan Qianqiu</font></p>
<p><font size="6"> </font><font color="#00ff00" size="4">In the middle of the night of 13th of May, when the rescue team discovered Mr. Tan, his body was over a table, his arms spreading out, with four students hiding underneath the table safe and sound. It was Mr. Tan Qianqiu who protected four of his students with his body, but his family have lost him forever.</font></p>
<p><font size="4">                      <img border="0" height="300" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/________________________.jpg" width="450"/></font></p>
<p><font size="4">                     <font color="#00ff00">   Tan's students are giving their condolation to their teacher.The </font></font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">                       banner says,&quot;Qianqiu, have a smooth journey&quot;.</font></p>
<p><font size="4">                     <img border="0" height="332" src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/holding%20tan_s%20hand.jpg" width="500"/></font></p>
<p><font size="4">              <font color="#00ff00">        Tan's wife's heart was broken in front of her dead husband.</font></font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Fri, 23 May 2008 02:20:57 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[One Life for 36_ the value of a teacher's life]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">No.1 Middle School of Beichuan is the place which suffered most casualty in the quake. The school had over 3000 students. The moment the earthquake took place only three classes were having PE classes outdoors.  So the rest of the teachers and students all became victims of the quake, some of whom were lucky enough to be rescued later.</font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">   One of the teachers named Li Jiapiing was having class when the building began to shake. The classroom was on the first floor. She was only a few meters away from safety. If she had rushed out of the classroom when feeling the shaking, she would have survived the quake. But that was not her choice. Instead, she held on to the falling door of the classroom and dragged her students out one after another until 36 students were safe. But at that time the ceiling collapsed, buring her and another four students inside the classroom. She didn't die instantly. After being burried for two days, </font></p>
<p><font color="#00ff00" size="4">she felt she had </font><font color="#00ff00" size="4">no chance of surviving. She took off her wedding ring and <font face="Times New Roman">bracelet</font> and gave them to a student burried next to her and told her to give them to her hustand, if she couldn't make it.She also inteded to leave a few hairs for her husband, but since her hair was soaked with blood, it was impossible to pull off her hair. Four days later she was discovered dead. She lost her valuable life, but she rescued 36 lives. She was only one of the shining examples of the teachers who sacrified their own lives for their students.</font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Fri, 23 May 2008 01:40:16 -0500]]></pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[destroyed homes]]></title>
<description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ffffff size=4><FONT color=#00ff00>In most of the&nbsp;quake zones, 90 percent of the buildings are destroyed, leaving all the people </FONT><FONT color=#00ff00>homeless.</FONT></FONT></P>
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<P>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <IMG height=514 src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/distructed%20bridge.jpg" width=750 border=0></P>
<P>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; <IMG height=332 src="/userFiles/jiezhang47/ruins.jpg" width=500 border=0></P>]]></description>
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<pubDate><![CDATA[Tue, 20 May 2008 02:21:37 -0500]]></pubDate>
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