居高临下的视野开阔,辽远。寒光闪闪的铁轨从群山的夹缝中伸展出来,在山谷里蜿蜒曲折。山坡上已经落了叶的树丛全都光秃秃的,有不知名的鸟在树枝上叫。山谷底下是半干的七曲河,河中心红褐色的石头河床里,黑黄色的河水翻着刺鼻的泡沫,像一道溃烂的伤口。弟兄两人躲在阳坡上的一块大石头背后,舒舒服服地躺在暖洋洋的太阳底下,看着亮闪 High vision broad, far away. Gleaming rails stretched out from the cracks in the mountains, meandering in the valley. The bushes that have fallen leaves on the hillside are all bare, with unknown birds calling on the branches. Under the valley is the semi-dry Qutai River, the red-brown stone riverbed in the center of the river, the dark yellow river turning a pungent bubble, like an ulcerated wound. Two brothers hiding behind a large rock on the sunny slope, comfortably lying in the warm sun, watching the light flash