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新疆是令人神往的土地。在暮色昏黄的阳光斜映下,我们坐卧在驼背上,浮摇在姑娘的歌声中,沿着孔雀河边的古道行进着,准备在晚饭前赶到古丝绸之路的重镇焉耆。一路上,我们的向导,这位州一级的父母官,维吾尔族小伙子热西提,可没少让我们消耗体力,因为他讲的笑话都是让人捧腹难忍的,要不,摄相师小赵怎么会笑得从驼背上掉下来呢。在这纵横800里的旅行中,我分明知道维吾尔族是非常开朗幽默的民族,然而,这并不是给我最深的印象,要说这趟旅行,令我最难忘的是始终伴随着考查队的维吾尔族姑娘的歌声。 热西提在我们出发时专门让他的司机从家里拿来一个老式收录机,挂在骆驼的屁股上,一路上总是播放着
Xinjiang is a fascinating land. Under the dim twilight of the sun, we sat on the humpback, floating in the girl’s song, marched along the trail of the Peacock River, ready to go to Yanqi, the ancient town of the ancient Silk Road, before dinner. Along the way, our guide, the state-level parent and Uighur young hot-keeper, have given us no less physical exertion because of the jokes that he is all about, and the cameraman How can Xiao Zhao fall from the hump back? However, this is not the deepest impression I have ever made on this 800-kilometer trip. I am most impressed with this tour which always accompanies the team’s examination. Uyghur girls singing. Hot West when we set out to let his driver from home to bring an old tape recorder, hanging on the camel’s ass, always playing along the way