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完全说成是寻找刺激,似乎并不过分。那时候我竞被一种莫名其妙的兴奋魔鬼般驱使着一直朝黄河源走去。 3月的荒原不见一丝绿茵。枯黄的草坨带着远古的寂寞通向无尽的苍茫。我的新鲜感我的兴奋剂我的人为的壮举在这巨大的空间突然失去了应有的凝聚,大脑因缺氧而渐渐呆滞。往后走和往前走似乎都是同样的渺茫。如果不是理智提醒我脚下已是海拔5000米
It is not too much to say that it is looking for stimuli. At that time, my race was driven by a baffling excitement and devil-like drive towards the Yellow River. March’s wilderness has not seen a hint of greenery. The yellow grasshopper with its ancient loneliness leads to the endless sky. My freshness My stimulants My artificial feats suddenly lost their deserved cohesion in this vast space, and the brain became stagnant due to lack of oxygen. Going backwards and going forwards seem to be the same. If it is not rational to remind me that the foot is 5,000 meters above sea level