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读《中国公路》今年第5期刊载的《从雀儿山来到天安门》的图文,我被感动了,从心的深处汩汩流出了以下文字……风雪垭口在我们南方,常年很难见雪。偶尔一两次下雪,人们那高兴劲,就象是在欢庆一个盛大的节日那样激动,捧着雪花,吻着雪地,在银装素裹的世界里留影,也在并不厚的雪地里吟唱……仅仅这样,一年中也很难得。四季有春的温馨、夏的火热、秋的凉爽,即便冬季,雪也很少,占据冬季的大多是温暖的太阳……我没到过雀儿山,也没见过风雪垭口,但在银幕里,在荧屏里,在教科书里,在小说中,读过,见过,感觉过。冰冻的大地,肆虐的暴风雪,旷无人烟的大雪山,组成一方冰冷,残酷的天地……
Reading “China Highway” published in the fifth issue of this year, “From the Queer Hill came to Tiananmen Square,” the graphic, I was touched, from the depths of my heart out of the following words ... ... Snowy Pass in our South, is very Difficult to see the snow. Occasionally, it is snowing once or twice and people are happy, just as excited as celebrating a grand festival, holding snowflakes and kissing the snow in the silver-wrapped world Singing in the snow ... ... the only way, a year is rare. Four seasons with warm spring, the summer’s hot, cool autumn, even in winter, snow is also very small, occupy most of the winter is warm sun ... I have not been to Que Er Shan, but also never seen the snow pass, but in Screen, in the screen, in textbooks, in novels, read, seen, felt. Frozen earth, raging snowstorm, uninhabited snowy mountains, forming a cold, cruel world ... ...