First song
Line after line, silver line after line
Pulled from the paper into the air, from my dream
< p>Become a true representation of the earth, quietly entwining timeI stood not far from the high-speed train, watching the sunset and wild geese
At this time, it was autumn, and the rows and rows The Harmony train arrived as scheduled
Passed under my feet and flew past my eyes
They were running in a kind of order
They were running in the expectation In my eyes
Traveling far away in the time tunnel as the Chinese nation becomes prosperous and takes off
No one told me how much happiness each high-speed railway carries
and sadness, how many people’s hard work and sweat have been poured into it
How many people’s hopes and dreams have been supported, but I know
The hardships and hardships of those builders, time and time again, A true life experience
The autumn wind is cool and the moon is full
The old man and the master appeared together and what they were talking about
They used to be Pioneers in railway construction
The high-speed rail train penetrates the night, letting them feel
The modern train in their eyes, simple and beautiful
Making the moonlight look dim
So, the high-speed rail became a nagging topic in their spare time
So, the Harmony train became a happy note in their old age music.
I I want to place my future on the hill next to the high-speed railway
Let the sound of wild geese leave praise, and let the high-speed railway connect the days of the future
And the pearl-like stations
Let the Harmony take off and embark on a new journey covered with morning glow
Embrace a brighter tomorrow
——"High-speed Railway Random Thoughts on Zuo Xinguo"
< p>Second songThe speed of flight, the white lightning, the light and shadow of youth
An EMU passes quickly under the Chinese sky. The trains in the high-speed rail era are difficult to describe with whistles< /p>
A speeding train can shorten the night, between cities, between movement and stillness, between two farewells
A speeding train can turn numbers into roses
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Let the moonlight arrive at the next platform early, before the storm and the sunset
A speeding train is gradually opening up the sky
I saw heavy rain falling on both sides of the road , flowers are blooming, birds are flying, and some growing things are whistling in their hearts
And the moon is getting rounder, the rivers are vast, the fields are open, and the back of a nation becomes more profound in time
At that time, I was reading a book about steam locomotives in a northern coastal city. The wheels keep turning in my memory
A train suddenly brightens my eyes, a train passes at the speed of lightning
My reading and the poems of many prophets, I cannot know Is it the birds slowing down or the wind moving slowly
Just like I can’t be sure who is shaking in the scenery in front of me, I can’t be sure whether it’s the moonlight in the south or the heavy snow in the north brought by the train
, those motors that once chanted repeatedly
have been left in that distant station in the past. I only know that in the face of speed, everything has been advanced
This is an era of high-speed rail.
China is accelerating. A verb is quickly covering the black memory of the nation