藏北高原上的路,真的就像鲁迅先生说的那样是人走出来的。我们的车子在沙土与碎石间颠得厉害,有时,我们的头会非常激情地冲向车子的顶棚。同行的祁老师说: “我们像不像是被炒着的青稞?”我没有说什么,看了前方的路 The road on the northern Tibet Plateau really came out as Lu Xun said. Our car was awesomely littered between sand and gravel, and sometimes our heads rushed passionately toward the roof of the car. Qi teacher counterparts said: “We do not seem like being fired barley?” I did not say anything, read the road ahead