这是多年前经历的一件小事,但我却总是难以忘怀。那是秋天,我们分乘两辆越野车到西藏去,车子整天颠簸在青藏高原漫无涯际的荒滩上,窗外掠过的是一眼望不到边的黄色的地平线。没有树,没有人烟,除了铺向大地尽头的单调的电线杆和偶尔低空掠过的一两只大乌鸦外,没有任何明显的标志物可以告诉我们已到什么地 This is a trivial thing experienced many years ago, but I always unforgettable. It was autumn, and we took two SUVs to Tibet. The car was bumping all the way across the untouched barren bank of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, looking out the yellow horizon over the window. No trees, no people, except for monotonous utility poles that run to the very end of the earth and one or two large crows occasionally flying at low altitudes, without any obvious signs of where we have come