草原的女人一生都很凄楚淳朴。大都市里,女孩们在品鉴名牌时,她们却从小开始辛勤劳作。恶劣气候,锻炼着她们的胸怀,摧残着她们的娇嫩脸庞,她的眼皮是浮肿的一种青。我们借住她家,她的名字叫格桑达雅。我们一路穿过羊群、湖泊,在一幢围墙破开的简陋屋前停下。撩开麻布门帐,矮几上供奉着铜铸佛像,泥灰的墙上一张年代久远的唐卡,彩迹斑落,但面目狰狞的金刚依然威严。 Grassland woman life is sad and honest. In the metropolis, the girls worked hard at an early age when tasting brand names. Bad weather, exercise their mind, destroy their delicate face, her eyelids is a kind of edema. We borrow her home, her name is Godsonya. We walked all the way through the flocks, lakes and stopped in front of a shabby house with broken walls. Upholding the burlap door, the lower part of the wall is decorated with bronze Buddha statues, plaster wall of a long-term Thangka, color spots, but the face of dauntless King Kong is still dignified.