除了那天的雪下得很大,看不出任何的异像。寒风呼啸着,拉棉扯絮的大雪铺天盖地,似乎要把小小的唐古拉整个儿吞咽下去。我们都被吞进冰冻的肚子里,再慢慢被冻僵冻硬,变成冰尸,等到来年夏暖,再解冻复活。我被自己的想象吓了一跳。这样的日子,天空唯一的飞禽黑鸦不知躲哪去了,藏民们躲进帐篷里喝着热气腾腾的酥油茶,军营里留守的士兵和地方单位的留守人员躲在房子里看电视或者打牌。我和林 Except for the snow that day was very large, can not see any vision. Whistling winds, pull the cotton tows Xu snow overwhelming, it seems to be the small Tangula swallowing the entire child. We are swallowed into the frozen belly, and then slowly frozen hard frozen into ice body, wait until the next summer warm, and then thaw resurrection. I was shocked by my imagination. On such days, the only flying black crow in the sky does not know where to hide. Tibetans hide in tents and drink steamy butter tea. Soldiers left behind by barracks and left-behind staff in local units hide in the house watching TV or playing cards. I and Lin