银岛淘金荒岛,有一个很好听的名字,叫银岛。银岛让人想到白花花眼晃晃的银子。银岛的荒不仅寸草不生,没有树木,连块石头都很稀罕,甚至不能叫岛,那只不过是一块几十平方米随时可能被涨潮的海水湮没的沙土。偶尔会看到一两只海鹰竖着坚硬的翅膀,嘴里发出凄厉的叫声划过上空,最后变成一个黑点消失在广辽的一碧如洗的苍穹。他抬起头仰望很久,那种微笑许久才从他脸上慢 Silver Island gold desert island, there is a good name to listen to, called Silver Island. Silver Island people think of white dazzling silver. The shortage of silver island is not only harsh, no trees, even pieces of stone are rare, and can not even call the island, it is just a dozens of square meters ready to be tidal sea of ​​water annihilation of sand. Occasionally I saw one or two Sea Eagle erect stiff wings, his mouth crackling cries across the sky, and finally into a dark spot disappears in a vast sky like a wash. He looked up for a long time, a smile that slowed slowly from his face