2003年1月27日凌晨，章丘市区还笼罩在一片寂静当中。离春节还剩4天，白天或打扫卫生或购置年货忙碌了一天，疲乏的人们仍沉浸在温馨的睡梦中。飘了一夜的小雪花也不知何时悄悄地停了，给白日喧嚣的城市罩上了一层薄薄的白纱。“就在此刻，一条骇人的消息，通过一根根话线、一束 In the early hours of January 27, 2003, Zhangqiu city was still shrouded in silence. Four days left from the Spring Festival, during the day or cleaning or purchase New Year busy day, tired people are still immersed in a warm sleep. Floating a night of small snowflakes also do not know when quietly stopped, to the noisy daytime city covered with a thin layer of white gauze. ”At this moment, a terrible news, through a root line, a bunch