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一条小路尘土飞扬。从远处看,土路象被遗弃的窄窄的灰褐色布条,随着风,似有了细微的飘动。土路是村庄与外界的唯一通道。有黄牛,睁着明彻的眼,打量着路尽头的土尘;有孩子,背着破旧的书包,光的脚板唤醒了山村的黎明;有姑娘,提着小巧的蓝子,羞涩地浅唱着黛绿色的山歌;还有老人,飘着白髯,根根肋骨清晰可见。土路上的人们,从晨到暮,从春至冬,一刻不停地在奔忙。可是村庄,依然安静和贫穷。有时候,清晨,一轮紫色的朝阳挂在土路远方的
A small path is dusty From afar, the dirt road looks like a narrow, beige gray cloth that has been abandoned. Dirt road is the only way for the village and the outside world. There are cattle, eyes open bright, looked at the end of the dust of the earth; children, carrying a worn school bag, bare feet awakened dawn in the village; a girl carrying a small blue, shy shallow shouted With Dai green folk songs; there are elderly, floating Baiji, root ribs clearly visible. Dirt road people, from morning to evening, from spring to winter, kept busy in the moment. But the village, still quiet and poor. Sometimes, in the early morning, a purple sun hangs on the dirt road