"The following brings you a song "Nanshan Nan" by Zhang Lei, let's end the morning broadcast in this song. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"You're in the southern sun, and the snow is falling

I am in the cold night in the north, and the four seasons are like spring

If it's too late before dark, I'm going to forget your eyes

Extremely poor in life, I can't finish a dream

He no longer talks to anyone about the isolated island of encounter

Because my heart has long been deserted

He can't hold a home in his heart

Be a mute who only lies to yourself

He said

You are any of you praised

It's not as good as the first time he met you

Time lingers and there is nothing to be done

If all the lands are joined together

Embark on a lifetime just to embrace you

Drunk his dreams, good night

You're in the southern sun

Snow

I'm in the cold night in the north

The four seasons are like spring

If only it was too late before dark

I'm going to forget your eyes

Extremely poor all his life

I can't finish a dream

The big dream woke up and was absurd for a lifetime

The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn

There are grain piles in Nanshan

The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north

There are tombstones in the North Sea

There are tombstones in the North Sea"

"Nanshan South, North Autumn Sadness, Nanshan has a grain pile, Nanfeng Murmur, Beihai North, Beihai has a tombstone, Nanshan South, North Autumn Sadness, Nanshan has a grain pile, Nanfeng Murmur, Beihai North, Beihai has a tombstone, Beihai has a tombstone" In the carriage, young men and women sang this song "Nanshan South" with the rhythm, and the rapidly receding mountains and rivers outside the window intertwined together to create a very beautiful picture, imprinted in the hearts of some people.

D7456 trains, on the land of winter in the south, shuttle quickly. There are not many deciduous plants in the south in winter, and the large green outside the train window quickly reverses backwards, but the colorful down jackets on the passengers on the train remind us of the cold now. Yes, the air inside the cabin is about 10 degrees, and it should be even lower outside. The mobile phone shows that today is February 5th, and there are two days left before the New Year.

The carriage was full of people going home for the New Year, some of them were coaxing their children, and some of them were sweet and sweet. Sitting in the last row of the carriage is a man with his chest hugging and pretending to sleep, not an idol, but he is not lacking in the heroism of a man. His name is Meng Li, 28 years old this year, his girlfriend just left him, 1.75 meters tall, wearing a black padded jacket, his body feels relatively strong, and he is a sturdy man who can make women feel safe when they look at the skeleton.

"Lunch box, beer, mineral water..."

Oh, it's noon, Meng Li, asked for a boxed lunch, hurriedly finished it, and continued to sleep.

"The train below is about to pass through the Nanshan Tunnel, the longest in the south, which is 28 kilometers long..."

Meng Li went home for the Chinese New Year many times, and experience told him that the train passed through this tunnel and left the southern flower city that made him powerless and heartbroken. The train sped into the mountains of the southern country, which became steep, and the mountains were mostly covered with rocks and shrubs, and only the fertile mountains had thigh-thick pine trees, which were estimated to be only a few decades old.

The carriage suddenly went black, sped through the tunnel, and then roared out of the tunnel dozens of seconds later. Meng Li slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window at the mountains and the gurgling river, where there were no people, only shrubs and sparse trees on the mountains.

"Whew", the bullet train drilled into a tunnel again, Meng Li continued to pretend to sleep, he walked this road many times, this tunnel is the Nanshan Tunnel, with a total length of 28 kilometers, with the current speed of about 180 kilometers of the bullet train, less than 10 minutes to pass through this tunnel.

Meng Li, I don't know what he remembered, hummed "Nanshan Nan" in his heart, and a slight vibration was transmitted from the seat to Meng Li's thigh.

Meng Li opened his eyes, according to the time estimate, the train was about to go out of the tunnel, one minute, two minutes, the lights of the carriage were still on, and it was still dark outside the window, Meng Li entered the glass of the window, covered the light of the carriage with his hand and looked out, only to see the black stone wall of the tunnel, and quickly crossed back, "Oh, it's still in the tunnel, isn't it!

This tunnel has only been built in recent years, so how can the walls of the tunnel be built with black stones?

"No! there's a problem!" Meng Li instinctively raised his vigilance.

"Dream, is this a dream?" The crowd on the other side was still laughing, the children were still noisy, and the couples were still talking tender love words... Everything is still the same.

Only the soreness of the folded fingers confirms that it is alive!

Meng Li, looking out of the window again, was still the tunnel built of big stones full of traces of time. Light began to shine in the distance. Meng Li hugged his thighs with both hands for a moment, his head pressed tightly to his knees, and did a good job of avoiding according to the crisis avoidance tips on the plane.

"Wow", the bullet train rushed out of the tunnel.

The head of the "Bang Dang" car seemed to have hit something, and a huge impact sensation was transmitted from the front of the car to the first and second cars, and a huge impact was transmitted backwards one by one.

"Ahh

"Bang", the front of the bullet train began to flip, driving the carriage behind. Meng Li clutched the seat tightly and protected his head.

After a tumultuous pause in dizziness and screaming, he finally stopped.

The good news is that Meng Li is still alive and well.

The bad news was that the carriage caught fire and thick black smoke came in.

The red blood infected the windows, the people in the carriage lay horizontally, the yellow flames gradually burned, the black smoke spread from the roof of the carriage to all sides, the only thing that could be heard was the harsh sound of the steel slowly twisting, only less than 2 meters could be seen, and the pungent smell of smoke instantly penetrated Meng Li's nose.

"Ahem... Get out!yes!Get out right away!" Meng Li began to probe for the exit.

The windows are intact and the doors won't open!

What to do? Vitality is fleeting.

When Meng Li turned around, the carriage was in chaos, with corpses and sundries piled up everywhere, and it was impossible to pass at all.

The sound of rushing water came from the washing room, Meng Li entered the washing room, the water pipe burst and sprayed water, the wall of the washing room compartment broke out more than 2 meters long because of the violent impact, and hit it hard with his shoulder, the crack increased, and after several violent impacts, fresh air poured in. Meng Li passed through the crack and left the carriage.

Meng Li, who was in a state of shock, staggered two steps and was dizzy for a while, and lay on the grass.