侦察记初春的陕北,白天阳春回暖,太阳一落山就恢复了料峭的春寒,大风在没有什么植被的荒原上呼啸着。彭德怀沉着脸,一双眼睛布满血丝,伏在油灯下研究地图,一盏用西药瓶子制成的小油灯不断地爆出灯花,窑洞里忽明忽暗。侦察参谋小杨和警卫班长小周一边一个坐在炕沿上靠着墙睡了,炕上堆着几件问老乡借来的土布衣服和羊肚手巾。远处传来几声悠长的鸡啼,彭德怀抬头看看发白的窗纸,吹熄了油灯。他走到炕边,拿起土布衣服给两个年轻人身上各盖了一件,自己也拉了一件披到身上,就在炕中间躺下闭上了眼睛。 Scout in northern Shaanxi in early spring, the sun warmer during the day, the sun set to resume a frosty spring, the winds in the absence of vegetation on the wilderness whistling. Peng Dehuai calm face, eyes full of bloodshot, volt under the oil lamp to study the map, a small oil lamp made of Western medicine bottle constantly burst out the lights, the cave suddenly flickering. Small reconnaissance officer Xiao Yang and guard squad small one sitting on the kang edge along the wall to sleep on the kang piled a few asked hometown borrowed soil cloth clothes and lamb belly towel. In the distance came a few long chickens, Peng Dehuai looked up at the white window paper, blowing out the oil lamp. He walked to the edge of Kangbian, picked up the clothes to two young people who covered each one, he also pulled a piece of draped body, lying in the middle of the kang closed his eyes.