万丈晨曦,眼前的这座山突然动了。树林倾倒,沙石滚落,红光在抖动的山峰间一闪而过——他系上最后一颗风纪扣,将胸膛埋在松柏、溪水、山果做成的衣服下。这沉默的守护神般的山脉,原来是一个人。直到他行走,山的气质还隐现在他周身。他走在杜鹃花盛开的院子里,红墙灰瓦,迎面走来的人,也是一座座山变的超人。超人们在清晨番号四起的院子里相遇,他融入队伍,眉眼舒展。那一身笔挺的戎装将他特殊的气质隐没,只显露出清秀的面庞,活泼的脊梁。又像是一个普通人。我曾看见他走在无垠的雪山下。边境的天空,沙野,在他眼里总是无邪。他曾无数次驻守在黑压压的夜里,风雪嘶吼, Radiant Dawn, in front of the mountain suddenly moved. The woods were dumped and the gravel rolled down, and the red flashed across the jiggling peaks - the last buckle of his tie, laying his chest under the clothes made of pine, stream, and mountain nuts. This silent patron saint of mountains, turned out to be a man. Until he walked, the temperament of the mountain still reveals his whole body. He walked in the yard of azaleas in full bloom, red walls, gray tiles, people come forward, but also a supermodel into a mountain. Super people met in the early morning court surrounded by four, he integrated into the team, eyebrows stretch. That a straightforward military uniform hidden his special temperament, revealing a handsome face, lively backbone. Also like an ordinary person. I have seen him walking in the boundless snow-capped mountains. The sky of the border, Shaye, is always innocent in his eyes. He has been stationed countless times in the dark night, snow blowing,