那日,天黑着就出了城。行至黑戈壁时,身后映出巨大的红光来,一回头,见太阳即要升出戈壁,不敢动,静静地看。风也寂悄潜行,贴着地面,滚着一疙瘩一疙瘩干枯的骆驼刺。太阳殷红,升得持久、庄严,当它完全升离地面,一时间,红光遍洒,黑戈壁忽然间醒了,绵延得低沉而壮阔。在这样的地方,心胸的阔达是由不得自己的。路上, That day, dark out of the city. Line to the black Gobi, reflected behind the huge red light, a look back, see the sun that is going to rise out of the desert, not moving, quietly watching. The wind is also quietly stealth, close to the ground, rolling a lump a lump dry camel thorn. The sun is red, rising long, solemn, when it is completely up from the ground, for a time, the red glow, black Gobi suddenly woke up, stretched low and magnificent. In such a place, the breadth of minds can not be their own. On the road,