南方长大的我对北方总有一种情结。北方的雪,北方的风,北方的草原,北方的辽阔,北方金色的秋,北方苍凉的冬,北方那许许多多的未知……5月的一个清晨,从芒市-昆明经停太原到达沈阳机场时,已是夜色深临。从早到晚,从南到北,踏上沈阳这片土地那一刻,我深感祖国大地的辽阔。微雨轻风下的这座北方城市,张开温情的怀抱,拥抱一个来自祖国西南边陲小城的傣族女子。第一次踏足北方,是九十年代末到太行 I grew up in the South there is always a complex of the North. Northern snow, northern wind, grassland in the north, vast north, golden autumn in northern, desolate winter in northern, many in northern unknown ... One early morning in May, arrived from Mans - Kunming via Taiyuan Shenyang airport, it is darkness. From morning to night, from south to north, on the moment of embarking on this land in Shenyang, I deeply felt the vast land of the motherland. In the northern city under a light rain, the warmth of arms embraces a Dai woman from a small town southwest of the motherland. The first trip to the north is the end of the nineties to Taihang