都是风,把沙尘从遥远的西北方向搜刮而来,经亿万年的积淀,形成这个高原厚重的黄土层。再加上河流的冲刷,才有了这连绵、浑圆的丘壑,这些土丘,远看像排列的馒头,更像集合的乳房。我要叙述的只是高原褶皱里的一个小小村庄罢了,只属于我的村庄。这村庄冬天奇寒,常年缺水,生息在茫茫土原褶皱里的人们,挖土穴而居,盘土炕而栖,汲取土窖里浑浊的雨水,繁衍如土虱子一般…… All are the winds, to dust from the farther northwest to search, after hundreds of millions of years of accumulation, the formation of thick plateau loess plateau. Coupled with the erosion of the river, only the rolling, rounded hills and ravines, these mounds, far looks like arranged bread, more like a collection of breasts. All I have to say is a small village in the fold of the plateau that belongs only to my village. The winter cold, perennial water shortage, people living in the vast soil of the original folds of people, dig earth-cave, disk kang and habitat, learn from the muddy mud in the cellar, multiply such as soil lice general ... ...