Over the years, time went by in a hurry, like running water, carving marks in my father’s face. Father has enjoined me not to forget contribute to the society. Certainly, I am supposed to. After all, it’s society helped us in the riffle and we should repay. I was sickly when childhood. Once, I was caught in the rain with my father on our way back home from the hospital. It had been raining for three days. Those years were in chaos. Not long after the waters receded in 1998, SARS had swept through the earth of China in 2002, and people’s living condition got worse by the day. I vaguely remember that father hold my hands tightly, carried young I on his back that seemed like the heaven, even the whole world to me. I could feel the temperature of his body, dispelling the fear from the stream passing the bank and up to his knees. In the faint, a group of people were walking through in front of us, working hard to help us. The men were blocking the flood and the women were helping passers clean up the small stuff. “Comrade, deliver him over to us.” A pair of strong hands passed to the front of my father. My father hesitated a moment, then solemnly gave me to her. Quietly built a bridge, with difficulty as its water, work relations as the foundation, firmly set up on the water. Even to now, when I recall those, the "bridge" is still high on both sides as a connection. Therefore, I will be a part of the "bridge," to participate!
Jie Tang
这么多年，时间匆匆流逝，如流水一般，在父亲的面颊上冲刷出道道印痕。父亲曾嘱托我，不要忘了回报社会！是的，我理应如此！毕竟是社会在急流中帮助了我们，我们也应该助涨其势！幼年时期，我体弱多病。一次，与父亲从医院回来的途中，恰巧遇到了大雨。这场大雨下了下了三天吧！那个年代也够混乱的了——1998年的洪水退去未多久，2002年的非典便席卷了中华大地——人民生活状景一天不如一天吧。依稀记得父亲紧紧握住我的双手，将幼小的我背在他宽大的背上，对我来说，那便是天，便是整个世界。我感受着他的体温，以驱散那涨上岸堤，漫及膝处的水流的恐惧。隐约中，一群人在前方穿行着，劳动着。他们在做什么？哦！他们在帮忙！男人在堵着洪水；至于女人，则在帮助过路人，清理细小的杂物。“同志！交给我们吧！”一双有力的双手递到我的父亲面前。父亲犹豫了一下，便郑重地将我抱给了她。一架桥梁悄然建起，将困难作为其流水，团结友爱作为基石，稳稳树立水中。事至如今，回想起这件事，那座“桥”仿佛仍高筑两岸，连接一片。于是，我将作为“桥”的一部分，参与其中！这便是我的故事了！
汤杰