In the distance, "rumble" to make the shots we can not concentrate in class, we look forward to the exchange of each other, eyes full of fear. Suddenly, a woman forced open the door, the teacher whispered a few ears, a teacher and then killed us on Lessons on here, we have to leave an hour later. Now, Krzyzewski is located in the small village of Astoria is anxiety and concern among the only question is: "Do you go?" I and my age, only those 10-year-old students have been making arrangements. A car and two teachers are waiting for us, but we can not tolerate the car's parents. (www.xiaogushi.com) My father had been recruited to fight, and Moody's mother was quickly told me that she would keep riding a bicycle in the back of our car, a red scarf Wai, as she is in the distance I could see. By charcoal-powered car, "puff" of starting out, we joined the crowd to evacuate. As we slowly moving to the mountains, I craned their necks to look out the window, Moody's would like to see is not with us. When the car reached the halfway up the mountain, I finally saw that we slowly in the red scarf around, and since then I have almost no vision left that red scarf. In the evening, we went to a small village and a small local hotel, settle down for the night. We have six girls living in a house sleeping on the lower berth Wood Beds. We are too tired, no matter where all Shuide Zhao. However, Moody's Where is it? I have not seen for some time that a red scarf, I began to worry. (www.xiaogushi.com) The next day, we will continue to operate the vehicle, but that did not enter the red scarf of my sight. I do not know why the car had broken down, the teacher in order for us on a train, anyway, where does not matter as long as the escape into force on the line. In Salzburg, when the warning siren sounded, we will immediately withdraw from the inside, curled in an abandoned salt, the salt they are allowed to drop on us, until the lifting of the warning. We have just returned to the train, and hear low-flying aircraft and machine-gun "Kaka" sound, the teacher shouted: "get on the ground, get on the ground!" We will immediately lie on the seat below. Gradually deep night, we had to Haidengsitan a small Bavarian village, is also a small hotel, we get into the master, we live in an upper floor of a straw mattress and have a lower berth on the big house. The war continues, we can see a few kilometers outside of artillery shells fall from the sky.
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