秋天的夜已经很深了,我在巴润哈岱面朝大片玉米地的房间里,度过乡村的一个夜晚。这个坐落在鄂尔多斯高原上的小小的村庄,此刻,像一滴安静又饱满的露珠,以婴儿熟睡的姿态,沉入了梦乡。整个世界,什么声音都没有,偶尔有一只虫子,在草丛里呢哝,村庄便像落入一粒石子的湖面,微微地荡漾一下,便又寂静如初。此外,没有什么,能够打扰一个村庄的睡眠。而日间的巴润哈岱,也是安静的。因为没有煤 The autumn night is already deep, and I spend the night in the village in the Barun-Daride Dai room facing the corn fields. The small village nestled in the Ordos Plateau, at the moment, is like a drop of quiet and plump dew, sinking into sleepy sleepy baby. There was not any sound in the whole world. Occasionally, there was a worm in the grass. The village was like a lake of gravel, and it was a little rippling. In addition, nothing can disturb the sleep of a village. And during the day Barun Ha Dai, is also quiet. Because there is no coal