在红其拉甫海关工作21个年头了。这近八千个日日夜夜,我从血气方刚的热血青年成为历尽风霜的”感应”之人。追忆往事,有激动、有犹豫、有感触。一些生活和生命的影像逐步支离破碎,且渐渐模糊,但红其拉甫海关,却像一面旌旗,招展在我心灵的天空,唱着雪域高原生命的歌。我问高原,碑铭何在?高原无语。依然是亘古不变的寂寥,就是在这如蒿草般疯长的寂寥里,我鲜活的心跳踏雪而来。 21 years at Hong Khula Customs. Nearly eight thousand days and nights, I became a go-between “sensual” person from the passionate youth of the blood. Recalling the past, there is excitement, hesitation, feelings. Some images of life and life are gradually fragmented and gradually blurred. However, the Khunjerabi Customs, like a banner, is singing in the sky of my soul and singing the song of snow-covered plateau. I asked the plateau, inscriptions where? Plateau speechless. Still the loneliness of everlasting, that is, in this solitude like humilis soaring, my fresh heart steps away from the snow.