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写在前面:泰山的旅途之于我们这群人,无疑是非常美好的。我想,它真的会在我们的记忆里徘徊很久,发出铮铮的光亮来:隽永,使人铭刻。这样的苦旅令人感觉荑好,大家在一起的亲切感使人留恋。在黑夜里,我们挤在一张小床上彼此低语。我想,这也许不会有第二次了吧。就算是回来了那么多天,我终于重新踩在了原来的生活节奏上,我却依旧时常记起泰山顶上的那一晚。去完天街的饭馆,在一片“黑咕噜咚”中,我们彼此搀扶着摸摸索索地上山。山上的风很大,是真的要把人吹走的那种大风。我紧紧地勾着同伴的手臂,怕她吹走,也更怕自己被吹跑。而山上人少,自然没什么照明设备,我偶尔带上的手电筒,也很不
Written in front: The journey of Taishan to our group of people is undoubtedly very beautiful. I think it will really wander in our memories for a long time, sending a clank of light: Meaningful, inscribed. Such a hard journey feels good, everyone’s intimacy nostalgia. In the darkness, we squeezed into a small bed and whispered to each other. I think this may not be the second time. Even back so many days, I finally stepped back in the rhythm of the original life, but I still always remember that night on the top of Mount Taishan. Go to End Street restaurant, in a “Black Gurgling ”, we help each other to touch the soso to the mountain. The winds in the mountains are really strong winds that blow people away. I hooked my companion arm tightly, afraid she blew away, but also more afraid that I was blown away. And few people on the hill, naturally no lighting equipment, I occasionally bring a flashlight, nor very