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花土沟的风对于花土沟的人来说,年过罢就意味着风季到了。是呀,一年一场风,从春刮到冬。在我的记忆中,现在花土沟的风好像没有以前多了,但比以前猛。记得小时候一到下午就准时刮风吹得电线呜呜作响,似幽幽洞箫倾诉。我就是听着这个声音伴随着戈壁的风渐渐长大。早上起床,还是碧空如洗,心想,嘿,今天可是个好日子。话音刚落,一到11点,狂风夹杂着沙子就肆无忌惮地从石棉矿的方向横扫过来。顿时眼前一阵迷茫,狂风怒
The winds of the soil trench For the people of the soil trench, over the years means that the windy season is up. Yes, a wind a year, from spring to winter. In my memory, the winds and valleys in the flower-soil ditch do not seem to have been more, but fiercer than before. I remember when I was a child on the wind blowing wind whistle punctuality, like a faint dongxiao talk. I just listened to this voice with the Gobi wind gradually grew up. Wake up in the morning, or blue sky, thinking, hey, but today is a good day. The voice faded, one to eleven o’clock, the wind mixed with sand on the unscrupulous swept from the direction of asbestos ore. Suddenly a moment confused, windy anger