2009-Apr-24 - Angel |
This is a story about a friend in person. After listening I have no intention to investigate the authenticity of, because I have been deeply immersed in the human moved in ... ...
Year is the first time I travel alone drive, and it was a hit almost changed my life.
I remember that tunnel through the museum, the car entered the primeval forest in the rugged mountain road narrow. Mobile phones there is no signal, I am dejected sigh, I know that from now on, I will linger in the primeval forest in two hours, presumably wave energy there is no way to penetrate this high mountains and dense forests.
Frustrating because the phone is not entirely out of order, but it reminds me of his life and like it at the moment, but is a piece of scrap metal box looks fine.
I have an enviable family, his father is very rich, respected mother, I also like that they want to become a surgeon. But what? I was the father of a beautiful doll hands, the full significance of life is to carry all the family. 31-year-old me, with the old centenarians, with the woman and infant as the cowardly ignorance. My world is a gray one ... ... I also want passion, every thought of the Prometheus Bound Eagle pecking visceral muscle in order to be suffering and desperate to protect the weak human beings, in that spirit let me be excited. But in reality, I have never experienced the opportunity to be dedicated only to doing their ownGrandway.
Also try a phone is still busy tone, I would concentrate on driving, not like it. Car into a Department of the tunnel turn, I suddenly have a strange feeling, as if their own dark night into a night to come back from the wizard, the way forward seems to the ladder leading to heaven. Looking back, I subconsciously behind, suddenly surprised to find that I have just passed in the street was empty, I do not know when one has stood-year-old boy.
But a few seconds of time, how he came to this steep slope of this? More surprising is that I seem to feel the naked eye can not see a halo around his lingering. This is not a brilliant reflection from the sunset, the sunset is not to have that energy, that is a world outside of what this world is not a trace of dye, as the 16th century Italian poet, painter Poussin painting of an angel, right, is as a kind of quiet and tranquility.
I hit the brakes anxious, waiting for him to come forward, but he remained motionless, but with eyes to what coach jewelry I tell. I like the general, subconsciously surmise that the loss of the soul39s mobile phone went off to him.
The boy39s face as pale as paper, a pair of eyes very beautiful head wearing a baseball cap bearing a big red G word is a symbol of the Giants, in a little bit in the sunset glare. He pointed to his throat with his hands, I do not see any, but soon realized he was talking about his speech, he will not. I started playing hastily asked him what language to help. He was pulling my hand, to expand, in the palm of the hand had written the three letters of the alphabet SOS , and then to the side of the road on the co-ordination around Goudi.
This is the emergency signal! I am startled, rushed down behind. Who knows one foot deep shallow kick some tens of meters away, to bypass a tree, the children suddenly disappear. As I look for him everywhere, in front of a few meters away from a groaning,away, I was looked almost tragic sight of a Taichung-based--- passenger lying in the bush, like a desert beaten black and blue after running the beautiful lioness, isto linger.
I carefully broke down the trunk of the car windows had been broken, exploration into the head --- my God!only age group of children lying on a couch inside vertical, have been found is a bloody sight.
I can not conclude that there are a few survivors. But I know the power of a person I can not move this car at National Taiwan University, we must help. However, this is in the forest, on the hard days, are not grounded, how to help them? Panic, I find the pocket has been no signal of mobile phones.
Unexpectedly, both the highway above the phone can not get through in a valley which has been connected to.
To be Self-Defense Force helicopter rescue team arrived, I have done as the greatest force surgeon hand --- the first 10 children. One by one, carrying a stretcher into, because the rescue in time to avoid a large amount of blood loss, with the exception of drivers, only one child was killed, because of pressure at the bottom of the vehicle, reportedly turned down in the car had been killed instantly. When I looked through the front of a small stretcher when a doctor so I can not help feeling guilty waves of Mongolian children in the face of the blankets, the blink of an eye, my blood all the solidification of the --- is it not a I have just cited who stepped down from the cliff boy? the same pale face, wearing a blood red, like the G word baseball cap, the difference is that the throat has been bloody, above a small bar across the --- This It is caused by the death of his speed to another fatal!
I think that it is the illusion of a hard patted his face, it felt real pain ... ...
When the helicopter carrying troops Hill I went back to the side of the road lay-by, I once again reached silver jewelry the point that the juvenile had been a cliff side of the road, walked to the side of the mountain itself looked down, they found there in addition to a beyond the cliff, has no signs of crossing point --- so I just go on what is it?
clouds, woodenly I returned to the car, just one moment to the blood coagulation them --- assistant at a large hat, is that top-embroidered G word of the Giants baseball team red blood!
I spent a great deal of courage to dare to pick up the hat gently, as if holding a weak noble soul. After the fear, never had a purity of my body into every corner, tears flow out unconsciously --- children, the road leading to heaven, you have been in my presence in this small space before?
Go back, I left my well-off family, quit the so-called unlimited future work, together with the young team has traveled in Asia, Africa, South America, around the mobile medical service, all over the planet in almost all of the remote. My life is not married, no children, accompanied me around the Top End of the World39s only a small giant baseball team hat.
With the passage of time, it has changed the old, faded, but my life is getting full, I have never been so happy. Because I though in the earth, when there are often accompanied by a little angel with me, a person who is so vibrant around in my small life around.
My little angel, my little Prometheus, you are also good in paradise? |
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