mixture

The earthquake passed so many days, but i still haven't been able to write down something. When it was May the 25th, I knew the activity, but I opened my blog and then closed it--i just don't know what I should say.

It's like a mixture in my heart.

And now I still don't know how to use so many adjectives to describe my feelings.

我和所有的中国人一样感受到伤痛，

那些失去父母的孩子，他们有些坐在学校操场上默默望向远方，有些不再开朗不再欢笑。

他们和我是同龄的孩子，看着他们的眼泪，看着他们的沉默，我不知道我能做什么，却只想安慰他们。

希望有那样一只彩色的气球，罩住所有阴暗，告诉人们，天空也是有彩色的。