The look in my father's eyes before 48

It has been 48 years since the Tangshan earthquake, but I have never forgotten the look in my father's eyes when he stood on Cross Street on the afternoon of July 28, 1976, looking forward to my safe return.

When the earthquake occurred, my classmates and I were taking part in agricultural support work in Fengrun Nantuo Village. On the of July 27, 1976, the weather was particularly sultry on this midsummer night. It was not until after midnight that my five students supporting agriculture in the same room and I gradually fell asleep in the hot wind outside the window. In my slee......