雪,把坎坷的山路填平了,但只要走路的人多了,那条路该咋样,还是咋样,老杨就是这样认为的。老杨的两条大长腿赶起路来虎虎生威,靰鞡鞋在积雪的山路上留下了硕大的印记,老杨走得有些急了,直到左小腹开始酸胀得疼了他才意识到自己岔气了。他放缓了脚步,不自觉地审视起自己嵌在雪地上的脚印,不禁笑了,自己个儿这么大岁数了,脚却长的那么大,有啥用?自嘲一番后,老杨掂了掂扛在背上的包 Snow, the bumpy mountains filled, but as long as more people walk, the way the Zeyang, Zeyang or Zeyang, Yang think so. Lao Yang’s two big legs to get up to the tiger, Xuyi shoes in the snowy mountain left a huge imprint, Lao Yang go a little anxious, until the left lower abdomen began to soreness hurt him Only aware of their own divergent. He slowed down and unconsciously looked at his own footprints embedded in the snow, can not help but laugh, he was such a big age, and his feet are so long, so what use?掂 Carry the bag on the back