After a nuclear war, the last man sat alone in the room. At this time, the door to knock on the door......
    The indifference he was dressed in a black suit with dust, he is already white hair on his chest don't fatigued with the journey, the highest medal of the United Nations, only the head can be worn. He still remember two hours ago, he pressed the red button, a group of soldiers to escort him into the ground eight thousand meters away from the basement, when his suit was wearing a red tie, now can not find. He slowly stood up, the residual wall around the broken tiles that he can't do anything. He looked a little doubt, and a little bit of joy, he pushed open the door was burned.
    A huge blast radiation resulting from his pores refreshing straight backwards, he could not help but a few steps, hit the broken walls. He is not looking at the sky, a thick cloud of radiation like a giant UFO shrouded over the ruins of the newborn sun, through the sunshine only between the clouds fluttering in the gap, but the cold hot.
    There was a lack of metal pill golden bell is wind rolled over, "Gollum, gollum." Rolled to his feet, he picked up the bell, above the red ribbons have been burned by half, also more than a temperature, he knows is no longer a bell rang, he was pretending to be suspicious of the shaking, he looked a little disappointed, because he is vaguely remember last night, last Christmas man. The whole city in the festive cheer, but he sat at his desk, looked at the cold outside the window, he could see the white snow, the city flooded, from door to door lights flashing charming. He could hear, several children in knots about oneself want what gift, while people in the vicinity of the quietly listening. He could even feel the softness of the big, soft, and the weight of the parents of the bed.
    Until he pressed the button, just five hours, still immersed in the sweet sleep of people, in ignorance and no words to die. The air was filled with the sweet smell of blood sugar and. No one can distinguish between right and wrong, this world only I a person, he thought. Looking in the hands of the bell, he suddenly remembered his daughter to call to come last night, innocent and innocent to say that the family together for a Christmas, and their work, not impatient to refuse, deeply guilty. He really did not have the same time with the family for a long time. Since he became president, perhaps it is never too. Due to the strong radiation, great physical and psychological pain, to his piercing, he spat blood, he felt his muscles atrophy, his exhausted body strength, to be in the hands of the bell out so far, don't come back, he was lying on the ground, regional see a vast no weeds covered with broken stones, and a broken body.
    Bell heavily hit in the rubble of the accumulation of stone, a dull sound, like the bell of Christmas, it is beautiful, long.
    一場(chǎng)核戰(zhàn)過后，最后一個(gè)地球人孤獨(dú)地坐在房間里。這時(shí)，門外傳來了敲門聲……
    神情漠然的他穿著一身灑滿塵土的黑色西裝，兩鬢早已發(fā)白的他已是風(fēng)塵仆仆，他的胸前別著聯(lián)合國的勛章，僅有首腦可以佩戴。他依然記得在兩個(gè)小時(shí)前，他按動(dòng)了那個(gè)紅色的按鈕，一群士兵將他護(hù)送進(jìn)離地面八千米的地下室，當(dāng)時(shí)他的西裝上還系著一個(gè)紅色的領(lǐng)結(jié)，現(xiàn)已是找不到了。他緩緩站起身子，周圍的殘壁碎瓦令他寸步難行。他顯得些許疑慮，又些許喜悅，他奮力推開那扇被燒焦了的木門。
    一陣輻射產(chǎn)生的巨大熱風(fēng)從他的毛孔直沁入肺腑，他不由得向后倒退了幾步，撞在殘破的墻壁上。他不由望向天空，厚厚的輻射云猶如一個(gè)巨大的UFO籠罩著這片廢墟的上空，初生的艷陽，僅在云層飄動(dòng)的縫隙之間透進(jìn)一米陽光，寒冷卻燥熱。
    只見一個(gè)缺失了金屬丸的金黃色鈴鐺被熱風(fēng)吹滾過來，“咕嚕，咕嚕?！睗L到他的腳邊，他拾起鈴鐺，上面紅色的彩帶已被燒去了一半，還余著溫度，他知道著鈴鐺已是不再響了，他還是故作猜疑的搖了搖，他顯得些許失望，因?yàn)樗老∮浀镁褪亲蛞梗祟惖淖詈笠粋€(gè)圣誕節(jié)。整個(gè)城市在喜慶，歡呼，自己卻坐在辦公桌前，望著冰冷的窗外，他可以看見，白茫茫的大雪淹沒的這個(gè)城市，挨家挨戶的燈閃爍著迷人的光彩。他能聽見，幾個(gè)小孩三五成群地議論自己想要得到什么禮物，而大人們?cè)诮郧那鸟雎犞Ｋ踔聊芨惺艿?，床前那雙碩大的襪子纖維的柔軟和父母沉甸甸的愛。
    直到他按下按鈕，短短五個(gè)小時(shí)，還沉浸在甜美睡夢(mèng)當(dāng)中的人們，在無知與無言中死去?？諝庵袕浡堑奶鹞逗脱男任?。沒有人能分清是非對(duì)錯(cuò)了，這個(gè)世界上僅我一人了，他默念著。望著手中的鈴鐺，他猛然想起他的女兒昨夜打電話來時(shí)，天真無邪地說想一家人一起過個(gè)圣誕節(jié)，而自己繁于工作，不耐煩地回絕時(shí)，深深地愧疚。他真的好久沒有同家人一起度節(jié)了，自從他成為總統(tǒng)，興許是從未有過，以后也不會(huì)再有機(jī)會(huì)了。由于強(qiáng)烈的輻射，巨大的心理和身體痛苦，令他撕心裂肺，他吐了一口鮮血，他感到他的肌肉在萎縮著，他用盡全身的力量，奮力將手中的鈴鐺丟出去好遠(yuǎn)好遠(yuǎn)，再也回不來了，他躺在地上，看見一片毫無雜草的廣袤地域布滿著殘破的石塊，還有一段段殘缺的尸首。
    鈴鐺重重砸在在石料堆積的廢墟間，發(fā)出一陣沉悶的聲響，宛如圣誕的鐘聲，那般美好、悠長。