Wenchuan earthquake after 90 survivor: crack boy return to Beichuan in wheelchair

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 Wenchuan earthquake after 90 survivor: crack boy return to Beichuan in wheelchair


Personage file At the age of 27, when the 5. 12 earthquake happened in 2008, he enrolled in the high school (2) class in Beichuan middle school. More than 22 hours after being trapped in the ruins, he was rescued. His legs were highly amputated. He was called the crack boy by the media. Passing through the playground, he caught sight of seven or eight boys playing football on the lawn and joked, unfortunately, I didnt have time to kick a ball in the new playground. At 14:28 in the afternoon of May 12, 2008, a 8 magnitude earthquake occurred in Wenchuan. The L teaching building in Beichuan middle school in old Beichuan city was collapsed, and the total number of teachers and students was 781. Zheng Haiyangs 2007 grade one (2) class has 69 students and only 16 survivors. Zheng Haiyang, 17, was in the rubble for more than 22 hours. At the moment he was rescued, he put a victory gesture in the crevice, showing a smiling face, so the media called the slit boy. Among the surviving students, Li Yang, Xiao Zi Luo Xi (pseudonym), hip-hop boy, Li Mingkun, and so on. In time, after graduating from Beichuan middle school, they scattered like the seeds of dandelions, fighting in different cities, fighting alone, seeking reconciliation, and communicating intermittently. The trajectory of their lives is different from that of earthquakes. Decade Once thought, 17 years old, I would lose life under the ruins of Beichuan middle school. And then, now, I sit in a wheelchair and feel the world in a way that I never imagined before... Zheng Haiyang 22 hours under the ruins In the album of Zheng Haiyangs living room bookcase, he still kept a picture of victory gestures in the crevice during the earthquake. At that time, he was 1 meters 83, thin and tall, flat head, laughing with a happy face. On the afternoon of April 26th, when he first visited Zheng Haiyang, he wore broad side glasses, round face, and shallow smile, and looked restrained and restrained. He was sitting in a wheelchair and pulled out of his jeans because of his high amputation. He laughed at the fact that he was fat, and he was far from the smiling boy. But he is handsome. In a new residential area in Beichuans new County town, he is consulting with his father about adding a few potted plants to the 130 square meter new home. His 65 inch TV and Bluetooth surround sound were also carefully added to him. Its a good thing to watch the NBA basketball game. These days, he is making a sweat for the knight whether he can qualify for the semifinal. When he went out for dinner at night, he sat on a wheelchair, pushed the hand wheel on both sides of the wheelchair with his arms, and met the low and lower teeth in the neighborhood. He flexibly turned the wheelchair 180 degrees and fell down. In the city of Xinxian County, Beichuan, the neat residential buildings, the scarce traffic roads, the occasional two or three crowds, and the tall trees are all showing a new breath. However, most of the residents in the town are victims of the earthquake who moved from old Beichuan. In April 24, 2018, Zheng Haiyang, the crack boy, was in his home in the new County town of Beichuan. Beijing News reporter Pu Feng The only difficult habit to change over the years is insomnia. It was a double problem of body and spirit, and it could sleep at two or three in the night. Later, it was caused by inertia. When the mood is ups and downs, he simply goes out and walks around the road. On his working day, he called himself a van to sit in Chengdu, and had a meeting with the company staff to discuss business. Last March, he and four partners contributed 500 thousand to the creation of Mr. fake APP, dedicated to helping the disabled to rehabilitate and to provide free online diagnosis and rehabilitation programs for patients by connecting communities, rehabilitation centers and doctors. In order to win the first round of 3 million of the financing as soon as possible, he went to Beijing, Shanghai and other cities, to participate in the competition, to discuss investment with the Vc firms, to publish a road show and so on, like the young people of this age as busy and full. Zheng Haiyang said that ten years may be of great significance to anyone who has experienced the great Wenchuan earthquake. When our generation of 90 generations is inevitably compared to their peers, at least I want to prove their possibility and plasticity. A few days ago, Zheng Haiyang received an invitation to the wedding of Li Mingkun, a middle school student in Beichuan. In February of this year, Li Mingkun married and settled in Shanghai. He plans to return to Beichuan for a wedding reception in May 26th. At the same time, Li Yang, who received the invitation, was going to quit his job in Mianyang and go to a Zunyi branch of a pharmaceutical company to do sales. Two days ago, he received a notice of employment and asked Zheng Haiyang to come out for a drink before leaving. This year, Luo Xi, a graduate student in Beijing, is graduating. During the May 1 holiday, she returned to Beichuan to see Zheng Haiyang. I went back to work in Chengdu in June. She patted Zheng Haiyang on the shoulder and asked him to eat more. Ten years so carelessly bumped into their chest, too late to respond. Everyone regrets that the time is too fast. Every frame of the earthquake is still firmly in mind, but in the twinkling of an eye, it will enter the beginning of the year. life and death The crane finally began to lift the board on me, a stone was carried away, and the sun burst in suddenly and forced me to close my eyes immediately. I wanted to cry in a loud voice on the spot. The light was so dazzling that I wanted to live and see the outside world like a rebirth. Zheng Haiyang 22 hours under the ruins At 2:00 p.m. on May 12, 2008, 67 students from grade one (2) in Beichuan middle school sat in the five floor classroom. This is miss Yang Handes political lesson. More than 20 minutes passed, and Zheng Haiyang, sitting at the back door, put his book on the desk, drowning his head. At 14:28, the classroom swayed for several seconds, and some fine powder and granules on the top fell off. Yang Hande, who was thinking about the earthquake, was thinking more about whether to continue in class or not, and felt a stronger shock, like a wave that surged over a wave in surfing, people are not stable at all. One of the students shouted the earthquake, run fast. Zheng Haiyang and some boys pushed each other to the back door, only to find the door closed. Everyone is trying to survive. At this moment, the ceiling cracked, collapsed, crushed stones, brick boards and beams, the cracks in the ground and the walls split suddenly, the glass fragments of the windows spattered, with the screams and the noise of life, all the people fell quickly. Darkness took the place of all the memories of that moment. When he woke up, Zheng Haiyang found that his feet had been pinned down by the falling ceiling. Next to his deskmate, Liao Bo. Each others existence is the motive force for their continued life. It doesnt matter. I wont go even if Im saved. Ill stay with you, and when youre saved, well go to the hospital, Liao Bo told him. This allowed Zheng Haiyang to identify the brother. On that nightmare night, Zheng Haiyang said the pain gave him the idea of giving up too many times, but he heard that the militias and the crane had arrived nearby and asked for a smile to be left to the outside world. The reporter took pictures for him, and the pictures quickly became popular on the Internet, which unwittingly contributed to Zheng Haiyangs becoming famous. The slit boy label follows him to the present. Other students buried under the ruins, some of them died, some of them were born again. Before Zheng Haiyang was rescued, two stone plates were removed from Liao Bo and his seat was sawed off and rescued. Luo Xi, a female student sitting in the third row of the window on the side of the classroom, was rescued at six oclock on the morning of second. When the earthquake happened, Li Yang and Li Mingkun, who attended the 54 youth commendation conference in the County Hall, escaped by chance. The ceiling, which was pressed on their heads, was quickly removed by the rescue workers. The two walked back to school and saw the ruins. Last year, 5. 12, Zheng Haiyang published an article 22 hours under the ruins on micro-blog, describing the life and death stories of him and nine of his classmates around the ruins for 22 hours of the earthquake. This article, which gains 2 million 630 thousand hits, was written in 2009. Before the publication, this memory was dusty for eight years, and he never spoke to people. Pain The right foot should take advantage of the toe of your own strength, and then gently lift your leg, and do not step too much. Ten centimeters will be good, when the ground is on the ground, the knee is locked firmly, and then the left leg begins. From the Zheng Haiyang diary When he woke up, Zheng Haiyang had lost his legs. In the first week, he did not know that he was a high amputation. He could not help scratching his toes with phantom limb pain. Nerve pain gradually deepened after debridement, and two tablets of painkillers were consumed every day. Zheng Haiyang still could not sleep all night. It is the turn of the doctor to change the wound. He has broken the wooden sticks in his mouth several times. More than a month later, some students counted the list of the 2 surviving students. Most of the wounded were in hospitals in Chongqing, Wuhan and Beijing, of which three or four were disabled. A similar situation occurs in most people: surgery, fever, confusion and insomnia occur alternately, and then turn to recovery. When others learned to stand up and walk, Zheng Haiyang began experimenting with artificial limbs. A pair of artificial limbs 30-40 Jin, he needs to use balance beam to stand and walk. At most 10 centimeters per step, less than 500 meters away, the muscles of the thigh muscles are dull and painful. Every other day, the skin of the suture surface is worn away and molted. From the end of 2008 to May 2009, the students in grade one (2) returned to school one after another. I cant learn, I think about it every day, but I want to stay with my classmates. After a daze, Zheng Haiyang was fascinated by the strands of rebellion in Han Hans book. Every night, he wrote about his personal experience before and after the earthquake in front of the computer. He wrote nearly one hundred thousand words in two years. It turns out that I can face disaster and devastation in this way, he no longer always thought of the unfairness of the fate, the pain was written out as not so painful, left scars may make the flesh more strong, nothing bad. Classmate Luo Xi, the right hand can not move, then use left hand to practice calligraphy. She insisted on playing dance ball game on the computer, stimulating finger activities. After a semester, she won Zheng Haiyang several games with one hand. Walking on the road, Luo Xi always thought of taking a walk with his fathers hand every night, lying on the sofa to discuss the ball game, watching the gunfight movie... Even the right to act like a spoiled child has not yet been learned to use. She has lost the person she wants to be accompanying. During the earthquake, Li Mingkuns father was downstairs under the County Finance Bureau, and his body was not found. In the year of senior 5, 12, Li Mingkun dialed his fathers phone number and answered it. It was a strange man in Yanting county. Li Mingkun took a taxi in the past and bought the newly activated mobile card. Thats my dads stuff. I want to get it back. In the first year when they returned to school, they went out for dinner every weekend and laughed when they chatted. It is only the topic of earthquake that we all jump away tacitly, for fear of prying each others nerves. They took a group photo as a survivor of the senior one (2) class. 13 students stood on the playground, close to each other, smiling for the first time in front of the camera. Be reborn My youth is so unruly that I cant teach me how to look like a tiger on campus. From the Zheng Haiyang diary In his friends eyes, he was once a melancholy teenager in a wheelchair. Once, Beichuan high school high (2) class is the key class, Zheng Haiyang early established a volunteer to take an examination of the computer science of the Chengdu University of Electronic Science and technology; later, he went to a vocational and technical school in Tianjin to read college and study e-commerce because of his decline in achievement. His companionship and encouragement enabled him to find what he wanted to do slowly. After a return visit to the rehabilitation institution and the hospital, he noticed that the information on the prosthetic trading market was unequal, and the handicapped were usually unable to obtain the information of their prosthetics and the quality of the purchase channels they needed. Hesitating repeatedly, he resigned from the website he ran for two years and set up a network platform for rehabilitation and selection of protective devices for the disabled. Ever since he started his business in 2015, he has often been asked about his recent developments. As long as someone visits, no matter whether he is asked to repeat the scene of the earthquake repeatedly, or to write letters to his departed cousin, he is responsive. It doesnt matter to me, he repeated. Its not so heavy now. Then he lowered his head and smiled shyly, admitting that the interview was also a consideration of publicity and entrepreneurship projects. The change is slowly showing. In recent years, Zheng Haiyangs smile has appeared more frequently in the world outside the photo. Few words, like to be alone, he closed the QQ, and friends to go to Beijing to see Jay Chous concert, join the next class 5. 12 commemorative students party, singing K, shopping, watching movies... Look back Before I was afraid of death, now I begin to deconstruct death and understand the other meaning of death. Death does not mean that everything is withering away. From the Zheng Haiyang diary This years Tomb Sweeping Day, Zheng Haiyang returned to the ruins of the old Beichuan County town to mourn the dead classmates. In May 8th, Zheng Haiyang was in the city of Xinxian County, Beichuan. Xinhua News Agency reporter Zhang Fan In the old county site, there are five or six storey buildings with skewed buildings, the disabled buildings, the sign of the victims in front of the government office building, and a pure white dry flower on the wood rails on both sides of the road. One kilometre, the ruins of Beichuan middle school have been covered with turf, luxuriant grass and trees, a piece of green and green with the low mountains in the distance. Ten years after the earthquake, Zheng Haiyang and his classmates restarted their lives in different cities. Liao Bo, a classmate who had worked hard for him in the ruins, was rescued and left leg high amputated. He is now married and has children. Student Li Yang, as an excellent child to enjoy the national policy of earthquake relief, ten days before the college entrance examination was sent to the Shanghai Jiao Tong University, the road to life is this, Li Yang has a rising gesture. In his view, no one can live in the past and look ahead. Roy hides far away. After studying abroad for six years, she never shared her experience with classmates, unwilling to mention the past, fear people giving alms. During the May Day holiday, she returned to Beichuan. At 29 degrees Celsius, she wore long sleeves of black trousers, and the dark brown scars that extended in her arms and ankles were discomforting. Its also the way to wear it in the summer. This year, 5. 12 is the day when Luo Xi graduated from graduation. When she wanted to finish her reply successfully, she would find time to worship her father in old Beichuan. Zheng Haiyang is still in a bad mood. When he is in a bad mood, he will send a letter to a volunteer, Yang Shushu, who has died for three years. He will suddenly say to roxi a few days ago that he was in a bad mood. At the end of March this year, he sent a circle of friends, hoping to contact Xiao Yu, a volunteer who had accompanied him after the earthquake and helped him with his English lessons. At 9:19 in the evening of August 8th last year, a magnitude 7 earthquake occurred in Jiuzhaigou. Zheng Haiyang felt at home, feeling similar to the first tremor of 5 / 12 nine years ago. In those ten seconds, he only thought of two things: 1., the earthquake is not big, no need to run; 2., will the new TV set fall? He had no trace of panic, no sense, he said gently. At night, he dreamed of the scene of the earthquake, and was immersed in several intermittent dreams all night. The former classmates gathered to chat, drink tea and play mahjong. He could not remember the names of some of them, but the intimacy had not changed. Someone in the dream called him poke a man, which belongs to Zheng Haiyangs nickname. In the past, he always joked in class that he was a super handsome man, and said he had to add a handsome gesture that he had shown in the earthquake. Only in his dream, the 2007 grade one (2) class in Beichuan middle school is still alive. In another parallel time and space, the students who died were all grown up. Source: Beijing News Editor: Fan Jiang _NN9138 At 9:19 in the evening of August 8th last year, a magnitude 7 earthquake occurred in Jiuzhaigou. Zheng Haiyang felt at home, feeling similar to the first tremor of 5 / 12 nine years ago. In those ten seconds, he only thought of two things: 1., the earthquake is not big, no need to run; 2., will the new TV set fall? He had no trace of panic, no sense, he said gently. Someone in the dream called him poke a man, which belongs to Zheng Haiyangs nickname. In the past, he always joked in class that he was a super handsome man, and said he had to add a handsome gesture that he had shown in the earthquake. Only in his dream, the 2007 grade one (2) class in Beichuan middle school is still alive. In another parallel time and space, the students who died were all grown up.