For the family, friends and loved ones of our astronauts in space, the loss of the country is first and foremost a huge personal loss. For those fathers, mothers, husbands and wives who have lost loved ones, for those brothers and sisters, especially children, all Americans stand with you in your days of grief and mourning.
What we say today is far from enough to express our true feelings. Words are so powerless in the face of our misfortunes: they seem to be unable to pin our deep love for you at all, and they are also the grief of the heroic devotees we admire.
Heroes are called heroes not because of the language we praise, but because they always practice real life with high professionalism, self-esteem and a sense of responsibility to explore the magical universe, so that they give their lives. What we can try our best to do is to remember our seven astronauts-the seven "challengers", and remember that when they were alive, they brought vitality, love and joy to those who were familiar with them and pride to the motherland.
They come from all directions of this great country-from southern California to Washington state; Mohawk from Ohio to new york; From Hawaii to North Carolina and Buffalo, New York. They are very different from each other, but everyone has the same pursuit and mission.
We remember Dick Scobie. The last sentence we heard from the challenger came from the captain. Before taking part in the space program, he was a fighter pilot and later became a test pilot of an advanced plane. Danger has always been Captain Scobie's familiar companion.
We remember Mike Smith, who won a chest full of medals as a fighter pilot, including the Navy Super Flying Cross and the Silver Star Cross from a country.
We still remember Judith Lenico, who was called J.R. by friends. She always smiles at people and is always eager to contribute to them. In her spare time, she often plays the piano and seeks beautiful enjoyment in music.
We will never forget Ellison Onizoka, who used to run around barefoot in the coffee fields and the cemetery in McAdamia, Hawaii when he was a child. He has always dreamed of traveling to the moon one day. He told People magazine that by becoming a pilot, he could achieve those unforgettable achievements in his career.
And Ronald mcnair, who once told People magazine that cotton fields in Southern California exercised his perseverance. He dreams of living in an outer space station and doing experiments in weightless space: playing saxophone. Ah, Jean (Ronald's nickname), we will always miss your saxophone, and we will build your dream space station.
We remember Gregory jervis, who carried the flag of his alma mater, new york State University in Buffalo, in that fatal flight. "This is a small souvenir for those who open up my future path." He said.
We still remember Christa mcauliffe, who inspired the imagination of the whole country. She inspires us with her courage and never-ending spirit of exploration. She is a teacher, not only for her students but also for the whole country. She used this space flight to inspire us to influence the future.
We will always remember them, these outstanding experts, scientists, adventurers, artists, teachers and male and female members of the family. We will cherish any stories about them-stories about success and courage, stories about real American heroes.
On the day of the disaster, we stayed by the TV with great anxiety. At an unfortunate moment, our excitement turned to trembling: we waited, watched and tried to find out what had happened. I listened to an interview program on the radio that night. People of all ages have expressed their sadness and pride for our astronauts. The smog enveloped the whole country, and we walked out of the house, holding hands and comforting each other.
The sacrifice of the person you love has stirred up the whole country. In the pain, we realized a far-reaching truth: the road ahead is not smooth, and the history of the whole human process is a history of fighting against all difficulties and obstacles. Once again, we realize that America is based on heroism and lofty dedication. It was built by men and women like our seven astronauts, people who take the responsibility of the whole society as their own responsibility, people who give people more expectations and demands than the people, and people who make contributions to mankind but never expect anything in return.
We can't help but think back to the pioneers a century ago, the unyielding people who took their families and property to develop the desolate American west. They often face harsh conditions. You can still see the tombstones of fallen people on the expressway in O'Reagan. But grief can only make them more determined to forge ahead.
Today's desert is a territory that neither space nor human knowledge has reached. Sometimes, when we want to reach another planet, we feel powerless. But we must pick ourselves up, endure the suffering and move on. Our country is really lucky, because we still have great courage, trustworthy reputation and indomitable quality, and we still have heroes like the seven astronauts on Challenger.
Dick Scobie knows that every launch of a spaceship is a technological miracle. He said, "If there is any problem, I hope it will never mean the end of the space program." The family members of every hero I contacted specifically asked us to continue this plan, which was the dream of their lovely deceased relatives. We will never let them down.
Today, we assure Dick Scobie and his partners that their dreams will never die, and the future they are striving to build will surely come true. The people who died for NASA lost seven members in their big family, and they must continue to work hard to realize a safe, feasible, adventurous, bold and more effective space program. Mankind will continue to March into space, set new goals and make new achievements. This is the best way for us to commemorate the seven heroes on Challenger.
Dick, Mike, Judith, Ellison, Ronald, Gregory and Krista, your family and your countries mourn the death of your. Rest in peace, we will never forget you. For those who know and love you, the painful blow is heavy and lasting; For a country, the departure of her seven children and seven friends is an irreparable loss. The only comfort we can find is that we know in our hearts that you are flying so high and comfortable, and now you have found the destination promised by God for eternal life beyond the stars.
May God bless you and comfort you in this difficult time.