高原的阳光是可以触摸的,用脸去感受,你会感到一团篝火在脸上滚来滚去;用手去感受,你会感到一盆炭火在掌心跳动;用心去感受,你会感到一股滚烫的岩浆在不断地喷涌。再也没有什么热能象高原的太阳那么炽热、那么滚烫、那么强烈,使你每一个细胞都变成一个火球……每日清晨,阳光就象出浴的婴儿,嘎噔一跳,整个雪山就染得粉红而可爱。中午时分,在雪山下的温泉里,肌肤会感受到阳光象一颗颗银针,灸热地扎着每一个毛孔。第二天整个背都火辣辣的疼,似乎太阳已纹进你的肌肤、你的骨子里了。晚霞是被高原的冷风吹走的,在山尖,一片云的彩绸在舞动,带着锅庄的鼓点跳到雪 You can feel the warmth of the plateau with the touch of the face. You can feel the warmth of a bonfire rolling down on your face. You feel the warmth of a pot of charcoal in the palm of your hand. Hot magma constantly spewing. No heat is as hot as the plateau sun, so hot, so intense, so that every cell of your turn into a fireball ... ... Every morning, the sun is like a bathing baby, jumped, the entire snow-capped mountains Dyed pink and cute. Noon, in the hot springs under the snow-capped mountains, the skin will feel the sun like a silver needle, moxibustion heat every pore. The next day the whole back is hot and painful, it seems the sun has been tattooed your skin, your bones. The sunset is blown away by the cold winds of the plateau. At the tip of the mountain, a cloud of colored silk dances, dancing to the snow with pot drums