朱德文教练把旧垮的毛线帽子扣在头上,带着五名子弟从宿舍走向健身馆。窸窸窣窣,轻重不一的步子踏在雪地上咯吱吱地响着。“雪太硬了,一会上山训练可别受伤啊”朱德文听听踏雪声音就知道,前两天升温又“上冻”后地上形成了‘雪冰’。山里的太阳醒得晚,天还黑着,也没有路灯,零下二十多度的气温让老朱和小徒弟们清醒而又麻木着。寒风从嘴里呼出撞在后一名队员的脸上在空中飘散开去,队员们似乎依次将这口气传递下去,白花花的雪地里就像是一列旧时蒸汽机车在缓缓前进。 Zhu Dewen coach buckle in the head with the old collapsed wool hat, with five children from the hostel to the gym.窸 窸 窣 窣 Slightly different steps on the snow creak ring. “The snow is too hard, a mountain training can be injured ah” Zhu Dewen listen to the snow sounds to know, the first two days warming and “on the frozen ” after the formation of the snow on the ground. The sun in the mountains woke up late, the sky was still black, and there was no street light. The temperatures of minus twenty degrees made Old Zhu and the little disciples awake and numb. Cold wind exhaled from his mouth hit the back of a member of the team in the air drifting away, the team members seem to pass the tone in turn, the white snow is like an old steam locomotive slowly forward.