这座城市北山南河。那座山海拔二百来米,四季都有花开,那些花开着开着败了,败了败了再开。但有些好像从来就没开过,在春天热闹的丛中枯萎,然后死去了。据后来知情人讲,因北山下有一个白花般的垃圾回收站,北上,北上,她每天都会背着她的山,由南向北穿过城市。清早,街道灰蒙蒙的,没有一丝风。市区的人行道上,一座山在神秘地移动。山,比围墙头还要高,有一面壁那样大;山,叮 The city of Beishan Nanhe. That mountain 200 meters above sea level, all four seasons have blooming, those who bloom open defeat, defeat and then open. But some seem never to have opened, withering in the spring crowds and then die. According to later insiders said that because of a white-washed refuse collection site under Beishan, she went northward and northward, carrying her mountain every day from south to north through the city. Early in the morning, the streets were gray with no trace of wind. In the urban sidewalk, a mountain moves mysteriously. Mountain, even higher than the wall head, as big as a wall; mountain, bite