沈阳之北有一片荒原,荒原之上井架林立,油井密布。当地人把这片荒原叫沈北,石油人管这片荒原叫油田。当北风呼啸着从沈北的北面吹来的时候,在荒原上采油的人知道,冬天来了。冬天的沈北大地,天更高了,地更阔了。荒原上的一切逐渐开始凋零、枯萎、甚至死去。寒冷,让荒原变得沉默、颤栗、甚至有些悲壮。蜿蜒于荒原之上的蒲河犹如一条早已冻僵了的蛇,失去了往日的灵动,悄无声息地静卧在苍茫之下,闪着清冷的寒光。时间和空 There is a wasteland in the north of Shenyang, there are many well-derricks on the wilderness. Locals call this piece of wasteland called Shen North, the man-made wasteland called the oil field. As the north wind whistled north of Shenbei, people who harvested oil in the wilderness knew that winter was coming. Shen North winter earth, the sky is higher, to a broader. Everything in the wilderness gradually began to wither, wilt, and even die. Cold, so wasteland silent, trembling, and even some tragic. Puhe meandering above the wilderness like a frozen snake, lost the spirit of the past, silently lying quietly under the vast, shining cold cold light. Time and space