Get up at 6: 00 in the morning, turn on the computer, shocking news: 21:28 on June 1, a luxury cruise ship Oriental Star was sailing into the waters of Dama Zhou in Jianli section of Hubei Province in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River when it was suddenly overturned and sank by a tornado. The passenger ship involved in the accident belongs to Chongqing Oriental Shipping Company in Wanzhou, Chongqing, which was founded in 1967 and has long operated Yangtze River tourist routes such as the three Gorges. The cruise ship from Nanjing to Chongqing carries 458 passengers, including 406 internal guests, 5 travel agency staff and 47 crew members.
The Yangtze River waterway and maritime departments are carrying out rescue. Relevant departments in Hubei Province and Jingzhou also rushed to the scene, and Jianli County and relevant departments directed the rescue at the scene.
According to the latest news, Premier Li Keqiang and Vice Premier Ma Kai, State Councilor Yang Jing and responsible comrades of relevant departments are rushed to Jianli County, Hubei Province to direct the rescue and emergency response work of the Eastern Star passenger ship capsizing on the spot.
According to the China Weather Network, Jianli, Hubei, where the ship capsized, received 150.6mm rainfall, and it is still raining moderately. The captain and chief engineer have been rescued, and more than 30 people have been rescued.
These days, I often go deeper in the sleepless night.
Overlooking the Qinling Mountains and the Hanjiang River in despair
Want to put yourself on that side of the green mountains and green waters
I can smell death from time to time.
Like opium tempted me to return to them and accept swimming crossing.
When I came back from my hometown in the year of the Goat, I felt more and more
I am like a walking lantern that has run out of oil.
The body seems to be in vain and the mind is hopeless.
Knowing the sky, life is not calm, indifferent, still
On the contrary, love is emptied with the heart and is on the verge of ventricular collapse.
Vaguely feel that there is a call to death, such as crying
Grow toxins in the body and grow into the criminal law of Yan Wang.
The inexplicable toxin is like a virus, unscrupulously
Multiply and spread, from night to day
The situation is like extinction, I devour my flames, the sea water.
Afraid to look in the mirror and don't want to see a face that is no longer young and old.
Afraid of watching the news, I don't want to be impregnated by a lot of death news.
I have imagined countless times, dead or alive.
Imagine being caught in a tornado on a reef on the coast
Ren roared, the ferocious waves
Overturn the life boat where I can't be the mainstay.
Let the ferocious blue whale open its mouth
Covet me, the one who wants to sink to the sea
Have simulated death, or how to live, countless times.
In the dream, or not in the dream, in front of the window, in the wild
I was surrounded by an invisible net, tearing, sinking deeper and deeper
I feel like I'm dying, suffocating, physically and mentally detached.
If there is a strong wind, the boat of life may be overturned.
The day before yesterday, yesterday, it was my sea.
Even if I am a drop in the ocean, I am also in the ocean.
Today, tomorrow, do I have the day after tomorrow?
Today may still be my mulberry field, but tomorrow
Maybe it's a mulberry field that I don't know anymore.
My red blood can't dye the sea.
I know the sun rises and I'm just a drop of water.
How many times does it take to be reborn to Nirvana?
How many times do you have to fall and get up before you can be straight and straight?
History goes without saying, love is missing, I am hoarse
Can't tell the joys and sorrows of life, can't tell the bitterness of love and hate.
I saw me countless times as soon as I opened my eyes this morning.
The prophecy of death became a disaster for the Yangtze River.
In the mother river that I once sang and praised
The Eastern Star capsized in her river
Hundreds of lives fell into the water at the same time.
The cradle of five thousand years of Chinese civilization
Like the blue whale's bloody mouth that coveted me.
This is definitely not the kind of life and death I want.
It's not the death and life that I once imagined.
Is the Eastern Star crawling with decaying viruses?
If my soul is full of tumors.
This morning, I completely forgot my pain.
I pray for the Yangtze River to retain the lives in the river.
It was the late night of the mighty wind and rain on the Yangtze River.
Tornadoes and torrential rains subverted cruise ships crossing the Yangtze River
Captain, why didn't you correct the bow in time?
Sailors, why don't you hold the throat of the storm
Sun, why don't you break through the darkness early?
I heard crying, it was our descendants of the Chinese people.
Their souls shudder as if on the gallows
Under foot is rootless water, nowhere to survive, no way to save the dead
To be frightened, to live, or to die is to persevere.
It's a long night, the lonely shadow under the solitary lamp is me, but you are in the lonely river.
There will be many more lone stars in the sky.
The withered grass in the wilderness, the solitary bone in the lonely grave, the lonely soul
This is definitely not my imaginary and decadent picture of life and death.
It is already afternoon, and the tourists have been identified.
The oldest is 83 and the youngest is 3.
Qingdao is no exception. There are 14 tourists on the list.
This is not a verdict.
But they are innocent bodies and souls.
And a great ship of glory and pride.
In the morning when I opened my eyes
How many people lost their loved ones overnight forever.
Author: Yang Wenchang
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