At 14:28 on May 12, 2008, an earthquake of magnitude 8.0 swept through Sichuan. It was a dark day, countless living lives were swallowed up in just a few seconds, and humanity was so vulnerable in the face of natural disasters.
When the earthquake occurred, Teacher Tan Qianqiu of Sichuan Dongqi Middle School gave lessons to the students as usual, the class was very quiet, but suddenly, the chandelier shook violently, and everyone could not stand steadily, at this time Tan Qianqiu realized that the earthquake was coming!
The young students were frightened by the sudden arrival of natural disasters, and Tan Qianqiu said to the students: "Quick, run to the playground!" At Tan Qianqiu's urging, the students rushed to the stairs and rushed out of the classroom desperately, they were racing against death. Tan Qianqiu did not leave at the first time, but always stood on the podium, directing the evacuation of students, the time was pressing, the building had cracked, rubble fell from the ceiling, and the chandelier smashed on the ground and shattered into pieces.
The building was about to collapse completely, leaving tan qianqiu with little time to escape, but he clearly saw that four students had not yet run out. The moment before the ceiling fell, Tan Qianqiu pushed the four students under the desk, and then threw himself on the desk, protecting their students with open arms.
Liu Hongli, one of the four students, recalled the scene at that time, when everyone rushed out desperately, the four of them did not run fast, they could not get out of the classroom door, seeing that the building was about to collapse, Liu Hongli heard Teacher Tan Qianqiu shouting on the podium: "Don't panic, hide under the desk!" Liu Hongli's brain was blank, she hurriedly slipped under the table, and then she saw Tan Qianqiu rush over, and then, the ground shook, and her eyes fell into darkness.
The four of them desperately called for Teacher Tan, but Tan Qianqiu did not respond again, at five o'clock in the afternoon of May 13, the rescue team rushed to the scene of the disaster at Dongqi Middle School, and when they removed the stone slab pressed on the rubble, they saw Teacher Tan Qianqiu lying on a desk, his whole body bent like a bow, his hands firmly pressed against the desk, and the back of his head was smashed by the stone slab to create a bloody depression, and the stone slab pressed on him weighed three tons.
Under the desk, there were his four students, although the students were seriously frightened, but none of them were in danger of life, and it was Tan Qianqiu who protected these four students with his own life.
All the rescuers present could not help but blush, and the rescue team hurriedly informed Tan Qianqiu's wife, Zhang Guanrong, who had not found the whereabouts of her husband, and had a vague sense of foreboding in her heart, but when she really heard this fact, she still could not control her inner grief, Zhang Guanrong cried next to Tan Qianqiu's body and fainted several times. She didn't understand why yesterday, when her husband was still going out to work alive, why was he now a cold corpse?
The surviving students learned the news one after another, they couldn't believe that Teacher Tan Qianqiu was so good, such an excellent teacher, why did heaven take his life?
At noon that day, it was Tan Qianqiu's last lesson to the students, I don't know if it was providence in the darkness, that day, Tan Qianqiu's text was "The Value of Life", and the end of the text was written like this: "If life really has meaning and value, its meaning and value lies in the sense of responsibility for the development of mankind. ”
At that time, the students who heard this sentence may not have felt the weight behind this sentence, but Tan Qianqiu must have understood, he knew the meaning and responsibility of life, and he also proved this sentence with his last-minute actions, he is a great person.
On May 17, 2008, people sent the body of Teacher Tan Qianqiu back to his hometown, Tan Qianqiu's hometown of Qidong County, people spontaneously took to the streets to send Tan Qianqiu off, the candles in their hands illuminated the drowsy night sky, the streets of the city were covered with flower candle banners prepared by people for Tan Qianqiu, tonight, the soul of the hero returned to his hometown.
Even strangers will feel deep sadness, not to mention Tan Qianqiu's family members who get along day and night. After her husband left, Zhang Guanrong was in a trance for a long time, and sometimes when she woke up, she thought that everything that had happened was a dream, and the disaster did not happen. However, disaster did happen, and Tan Qianqiu would never come back.
Tan Qianqiu had two daughters, at that time his daughter Tan Junzi was studying at Peking University, the younger daughter Tan Xianzi was only more than one year old, did not remember anything at all, perhaps even what her father looked like, Zhang Guanrong rarely mentioned Tan Qianqiu when Tan Xianzi was a child, she thought, she and her eldest daughter have been painful for this matter, Tan Xianzi does not remember anything, do not remember, will not be sad about it.
The eldest daughter Tan Junzi, like her mother, was immersed in great sadness, and in the few days after her father's death, Tan Junzi hardly slept once, and as soon as she closed her eyes, she dreamed of her father who had left, and then suddenly woke up. She couldn't remember how she had carried it during those days.
After Tan Qianqiu's body was found, people found an old photo in his pocket, which was a photo of Tan Junzi when he was a child, he was a loving and gentle father, and his heart was worried about his children. Tan Junzi saw the photo in the funeral home, and at that moment Tan Junzi could not cry.
However, the deceased has passed away, the living still have to live strongly, when the reporter asked Tan Junzi whether he wanted to say to his father, Tan Junzi forced his tears and said: "In the days of my father's death, I want to say to my father, we are living well now, very happy, you don't worry, our life has returned to calm, we can live normally." I will definitely study hard in the future, and it is possible to go to the United States for further study. ”
Living well is the best consolation for the deceased, although the pain of losing a loved one cannot be dissipated, Tan Qianqiu's family is still trying to look forward. Zhang Guanrong and Tan Qianqiu were originally colleagues from a school, after the funeral for Tan Qianqiu, Zhang Guanrong returned to work, spring and autumn came, the students under the podium changed batches of batches, Zhang Guanrong gradually grew older, gave birth to white hair. Tan Qianqiu's old students come to visit their homes every year, and these young children grow up day by day, but their beloved teacher Tan's life stays at 51 years old and will never get old again.
If there is a parallel time and space, perhaps Tan Qianqiu has passed his 64th birthday, quietly enjoying his retirement life, and has a peaceful and happy life. In the real world, he dedicated the rest of his life to his favorite students, life is fragile, but human nature is glorious.