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Rain roamed over the steps, roaming over the summer sun; dark clouds shrouded the sky, caged the cicada chirping Beijing Ji; dispersed the hot wind, calm after the earth, flowing who’s disillusioned, falling tears, confluence into a river.
Sleepiness climbed up Zhang Qingdong’s spine, sweat mixed with rain dripping from the corner of his coat, he looked through the window of the fire engine blurred by rain, looking at the city full of scars, a typhoon, a rainstorm, a wound. The traffic in the busy city was reduced to scattered pedestrians, and the alarms sounded by rescue vehicles cut through the city of Beijing and Hebei.
At this time, Zhang Qingdong, who had just finished a rescue, was on his way to support the Ji District. Sleepy eyes, full of fatigue, he heard a loud bang in a trance, only to see the bridge not far away slowly undulate, and in a flash rupture, the bridge in the center of the five or six vehicles instantly fell into the river, was the impact of the submerged. Zhang Qingdong witnessed all this, by virtue of their excellent business ability, quickly get up, the first time to start the rescue, and other departments to get in touch with the maintenance of order at the scene. Fell into the water in the vehicle issued a tragic cry for help, but also tore the hearts of all present. “What can we do? There are people in the car!” The onlookers sighed. Firefighters quickly in place, the vehicle in distress to start rescue, but the heavy rain, the water continues to rise, people in distress were washed out of the vehicle, struggling in the flood. Zhang Qingdong see this, quickly wearing equipment, jumped into the water, he clung to the trapped people, flooding in the heavy hit on the body, he did not let go; mud and water lost his eyes, he did not let go; rain choked his throat, he did not let go, in his step by step difficult to move, the people in distress grabbed the shore of the paramedics and firefighters, there is a hope for life. However, in this should be happy moment, Zhang Qingdong but let go, continuous days of disaster relief and rescue, he can no longer hold out, slowly sinking into the water, fire fighters see comrades in distress, but also do not hesitate to jump into the water, the masses cried out, comrades looking for, but perhaps the plum blossom fell on the South Mountain, after two hours of searching, but also did not find the figure of Zhang Qingdong.
Heavy rain will eventually stop, the city will be revitalized, people in the rainstorm stopped after the discovery of Zhang Qingdong, he quietly lying on the banks of the river, smiling, his back against the earth, looking up at the rain cleared the blue sky, around the wind with people’s tears, so salty, uniforms on the point of soil is like a medal, telling the hero’s bravery and fearlessness.
I saw the winter in the summer, said the love is thick, the love is thick. Qingdon, the northern snowfall, winter as expected It is indeed like your name, clean winter, but even if it is cold, the sun shines down still warm, to stay in the rest of you, okay? You are like the snowflakes in winter, clean and bright, then I wish you to turn around and step into the new world, and strive for the ideal.