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晚饭后,在雷达站的几座山头上转一转,已经成为我的习惯。在夕阳的余晖中,总会与一对老年夫妇不期而遇。他们是我们雷达站唯一的邻居,和我们一样:守护者。他们守护地方电视台通信塔,我们守护部队预警雷达。2600米高的山头上,我们都远离城市的繁华和喧嚣。依山势而建的小院,红色的院门,觅食的小鸡,躺着晒太阳的白狗,一种温馨的家的感觉,让我不自觉地靠近。我想起了千里外的奶奶,此时或许她正坐在夕阳下,一针针纳着鞋底。狗的叫声打破了我的遐想,刚转身准备离开,身后却传来了婆婆的呼声:“来家
After dinner, several turns in the radar station on the hill, has become my habit. In the sunset, always meet with an elderly couple accidentally. They are the only neighbors to our radar station, just like us: Guardians. They guard the local television tower, and we guard the army early warning radar. 2600 meters high on the hill, we are far away from the city’s bustling and noisy. Small courtyard built by the mountains, the red courtyard, feeding chickens, lying white sun dog, a warm home feeling, so I unconsciously close. I remembered miles away grandmother, maybe she was sitting in the sunset, a needle holding the soles. The dog’s voice broke my imagination, just turned around and ready to leave behind her mother-in-law’s voice: ”Come home