death of a city.

70 years ago, a city died in far east, and never had it been reborned and alive again. 300,000 deaths cannot be swept away from the memory of the city: Nanking is now immersed and enshrouded by its own unbearable history. The Atrocity had taken away all its liveliness and happiness. Although the city was rebuilt, the spirit could not be reborned. It died, truly died, and no weep or lament could ever possibly bring it back again. Never forget the Rape of Nanking; forgetting history means betrayal.