我第一次入川是在2003年,我们全班到川西采风实习,经历了一夜的奔波,在东方既白的一个早晨,我们的大巴被藏民转场的马群阻隔在了公路边。那是几个很年轻的藏民,一手握着佛珠,一手捏着马鞭。老师和同学都紧张准备着相机,甚至架好了8×10。年轻的牧民显得比我们还兴奋,他们好像彻底忘掉了马群,争相在镜头前合影。我趁他们不备,跳上了一匹牧民的黑马,本来只想走几步试试,但可能是草原上长大的 My first trip to Sichuan was in 2003. Our whole class went to practice internship in western Sichuan and went through a night of rush. One morning in the east, our bus was blocked off by the horses by the Tibetans. It was a very young Tibetans, holding beads of beads in one hand and whips in one hand. Teachers and students are nervous to prepare the camera, and even set a good 8 × 10. The young herdsmen were even more excited than we were, and they seemed to forget the horses completely, competing for a group photo in front of the camera. I took advantage of them unprepared, jumped on a herd of dark horses, had only wanted to take a few steps to try, but may be grown up in the prairie