Good Night! In my eyes, silence is far-reaching, city! In the colorful noise and dim light, I sat alone on the sofa, with my books folded in my lap. Tears! Silently shed ...

Hoh Xil, Mongolian, means "beautiful girl" or "blue mountain".

In Hoh Xil, I have blue sky, white clouds, beautiful snow-capped mountains and beautiful girls in my heart. I can even imagine that through my window lattice, I can see the beautiful tracery on the outside window and the white world of ice and snow outside.

A friend who has been to Hoh Xil said: It is the last piece of pure land away from the glitz and noise of the city. It can be accompanied by the snow color set off by the dreamy pure blue sky in Hoh Xil outside the window, large shepherds appearing from time to time on the hillside, and the wet road with light flashing under the wheels. My heart is really intoxicated. This kind of beauty has never been appreciated in my life. This is a situation and an ideal.

At this point, I can no longer open that heartbreaking book "Hoh Xil", which is shocking! I feel sad at the same time. Greed! Such a beautiful place, such a beautiful animal, such a simple and honest person, slowly melted away in the greed of others.

People! The only higher animal in the world has infinite wisdom, but because of greed, we have destroyed a large area of forest. Because of greed, tens of thousands of species are disappearing every year, and millions of Tibetan antelopes are reduced to 6.5438+0 million because of greed. I am sad, sorry for people's ignorance.

Look at the most shocking scene in Hoh Xil:

Hundreds of sheepskins lie quietly and endlessly in the angry eyes of mountain patrol members, as if accusing human beings of greed, cruelty and ruthlessness!

Listen to the most indifferent words in Hoh Xil again:

The worker in charge of peeling among poachers said, "It's five yuan to peel a piece of skin." Tearing soft hair and being open-minded? A living animal, alive and kicking one second, covered in blood the next, pitifully dead and lifeless. Give you five dollars, and you will tear off the painted skin and show your bad face. Sad! Ignorance!

You can also listen to the most intense and calm dialogue in Hoh Xil:

This is a conversation between the captain of Taiwan and Japan and the boss of the poacher before he was killed. I've been arresting you for years. Why are you arresting me? You hit my sheep.

Sitting on the plateau at an altitude of more than 4700 meters will make you sad. Altitude sickness and various diseases afflict everyone. Groups of Tibetan antelopes were slaughtered, and the spontaneous mountain patrol team members, represented by the captain of Taiwan and Japan, showed rare beauty in snowy areas and plateaus, waving such high-pitched hymns of people who really love life in the forbidden zone of life. I understand why those Kangba people, even people of all races on the plateau, have such deep love and real pride in this plateau. This plateau is their home, and all species on this plateau are protected like family members.

It is rumored that the mountain patrol team colluded with the gunmen to steal and kill the antelope, which laid the groundwork for the tragic ending from the beginning. When I joined the mountain patrol team chasing poachers with the captain of Taiwan and Japan today and walked into the vast Gobi of 40,000 square kilometers, the poachers seemed to hide in every gap all the time, and seemed to dissipate in the thin air, biting the nerves of the mountain patrol team like ghosts. Neither the captain of Taiwan and Japan nor the mountain patrol team chasing poachers retreated, even if the team members were killed.

Therefore, I pay tribute to these Kangba men who have no wages, no subsidies and no hesitation to protect their homes. They are much better than those of us who think we are noble but poor. Although they will make mistakes, and although they will also sell the seized Tibetan antelope skins for necessary materials, they are still worthy of our respect. They exchanged blood, sweat and family tears for justice. Because of their existence, the statistics of Tibetan antelopes rose to 6,543,800+0.5 million in 2006.

I think maybe one day I will wear jeans, hiking shoes, a sun hat and a ponytail to go out. In the yearning plateau, under the pure blue sky, I will watch groups of Tibetan antelopes and bison run by in the distance. I looked at them, and they looked at me, wearing dusty shoes and looking puzzled. Maybe it's like a "traveler" who comes from afar and is curious and unfamiliar with the plateau?

I come from afar, and I am on a date as bright as summer flowers. My dream will be beautiful, long and round. At the end of my dream, I hesitated between dreaming and waking up, because I was afraid I would wake up from my dream. ...

Chapter IV of the text

At twelve o'clock, the motorcade arrived at the hot spring station. As soon as Li Shizhu and his car were refueled and inspected, they said to me, "Monitor Du, why don't our class go to the canteen first?" After sleeping for four or five hours, Wang Yonggang is much more energetic. I don't know why, I always feel that there is an ominous sign lingering in my mind, so I repeatedly think about which link may have gone wrong, and I haven't thought about the result for a long time. "Wang Yonggang, look at the trunk!" I gave the order subconsciously. "The people we pull are not materials. What is there to see? " Wang Yonggang obviously didn't want to get into the trunk of the car. "You'd better go and have a look. No matter what we pull, according to the driving regulations, the last thing to check the vehicle after arriving at the parking lot is to load materials. " I stared at Wang Yonggang hard. If I gave the order, the soldiers couldn't carry it out, and the monitor would be full of shit. Wang Yonggang reluctantly climbed into the big box. Suddenly, Wang Yonggang exclaimed in the trunk: "Monitor, monitor ..."

I immediately ran to the tailgate, grabbed the tailgate with both hands and put my head into the carriage. The light in the carriage is very dim, only Wang Yonggang and two piles of military coats can be seen. "What's the matter?"

"Monitor, two surveyors can't sleep."

"You come down at once!" I immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. These mapping soldiers have been on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau at MINUS 40 degrees for more than 50 hours without eating or drinking, which is by no means a simple lethargy and freezing. I got into the trunk and opened my military coat. I saw a baby face of seventeen or eighteen, like sleeping, wearing a brand-new military uniform, and the collar around my neck was as red as a recruit. I touched his face with my hand, which was colder than touching ice, and the cold ran straight to the brain along the nerves at my fingertips. I quickly put my finger on his nostril and didn't breathe. I opened another coat, still a face full of childishness, still wearing a brand-new military uniform and a dazzling collar. I still tried his nostrils with my hand, but I didn't breathe. They are dead. They are recruits who just joined the army this year, and their uniforms have never been washed once. I climbed out of the car, and Li Shizhu and Wang Yonggang surrounded me and asked, "Monitor, what happened to them?"

"You just stay here and don't tell anyone. I will report to the head now. "

At the time of departure, the leader of the Surveying and Mapping Corps introduced the situation to us, saying that only 20% of the technical backbone of the surveying and mapping team went to the no-man's land in Hoh Xil this time, and 80% were newly recruited recruits this year. After only two weeks of training, they learned to stand at attention and come out at ease. Strictly speaking, they are just workers, peasants and soldiers and students in military uniforms, and they don't have the qualities of soldiers yet. Marching in such a deadly natural environment, in case of emotional excitement, it is difficult to work only by the orders of the army. I went to a room and shouted at the door, "Report!" Pushing the door in, I saw the leaders of the surveying and mapping forces and our instructor Lei. They seemed to be studying something, and their expressions were very serious. "Report to the instructor, two surveying and mapping soldiers died in my car!"

Instructor Lei stood up and said to me, "We already know this situation. The sacrificed soldiers were temporarily placed in the carriage. Twenty-four surveyors from our company died. In order not to affect the mood of the new soldiers, after their rest, the station organized personnel to carry the sacrificed soldiers out of the carriage, and the cadres and party member said goodbye to the remains together. After that, the team moved on. "

On the Datong shop in a room the size of a middle school classroom, twenty-four sacrificed soldiers were neatly placed there. At the door of the room, two soldiers stood guard, and the leaders of surveying and mapping forces and cadres above party member, the monitor of our automobile company, attended the farewell ceremony. The room is quiet except for a few broken windows. The pasted kraft paper was blown by the wind, and some people sneezed with cold. The white paper on the wall reads: the martyrs who conquered the no-man's land are immortal. I walked past them silently and felt numb for a while. I don't know how valuable such a sacrifice is. The no-man's land in Hoh Xil, where human beings can't survive at all, is of great value to draw it, just for the sake of war? If either side of the war occupies it, how much military and economic value does it have? It was late at night, and the autobots and almost frozen surveying and mapping soldiers who struggled for days and nights in the ice and snow fell asleep under the covers. In the middle of the night on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which is tens of degrees below zero, there are drafty adobe houses everywhere. There is only one cow dung stove at home, and the quilts and fur coats of the soldiers are too thin. In order not to wake the soldiers, instructor Lei kept adding cow dung to the stove without sleeping. Cow dung makes a whirring sound when it burns, burning half a furnace tube red. I woke up when I peed. I got up and ran outside. Instructor Lei hurried to catch up, put his coat on my shoulder and said, "Put it on, or you'll catch a cold." He followed me out and said, "don't run to the toilet, just lay it here." It doesn't stink when you pee. Go back to sleep after solving it and drive tomorrow. "

I ran a few more steps in the distance and suddenly ran out of the warm room, shivering with cold. As soon as my neck tightened, I quickly took it out of my pants, and a torrent gushed out, making a crisp sound in the snow, and a smell of urine immediately rushed to my nose. There was no water to drink when we set out for the mission. It is easy to get angry without drinking water, and the urine that fuels the fire is particularly embarrassing. I was venting my flatulence when I suddenly heard the sentry shout, "Who?"

"I want a car!" "For what?" "pee."

When I was tying my belt, I heard the sound of big leather shoes stepping on the frozen snow getting closer and closer. I know it's a sentry at the station. The sentry came up to him and said, "monitor du, it's you." I told you, your voice is so familiar. "

"Are you standing guard this time?" "Stand guard, stand guard to cook, not stand guard? Unlike you who travel around the world in chariots, you can learn first-hand skills without talking about the world, and you still have a good job after demobilization. "

Suddenly I heard someone mutter something in Tibetan, followed the sound and saw something crawling on the ground in the northwest corner, so I pulled the sentry's arm and pointed in that direction. "Could it be a pig?" I asked. "Pigs are the laziest. In such a cold day, pigs are reluctant to leave the bed. We only fed a pig at the military station, and it grew to 70 or 80 kilograms in three years. The plateau is short of oxygen, and pigs can't eat long when they come to this place. What's more, they also made a place for it to cope with the superior inspection. "

"Let's see if class enemies are destroying it."

"Fiona Fang hundreds of kilometers uninhabited here, which come of class enemies? If class enemies sabotage, set fire to oil tanks and cars in the military station. Why are you squatting in the corner to catch cold? " "I'm going to see it anyway."

"I'll go too. I am a sentry and I have a gun. " The sentry opened his spear with a click, and his bayonet shone cold in the snow on a winter night. We approached the target gently. "who!" The sentry also pulled the bolt in a pretentious way. "I ..." It was a person with a weak voice. The sentry turned on the flashlight, and Ren Dan appeared in the beam. He knelt on the ground, patting the ground with his hands and knocking his forehead on the ground. "Cai Wang, what are you doing here?" I went over and helped him up. He was frozen stiff and could not move. "Monitor Du, I haven't finished praying yet. Only by praying until dawn will the Buddha forgive our sins and bless us from being troubled and hurt by the dead ... "From his words, I feel that his physical strength is almost exhausted. "Cai Wang, you will freeze to death, we have a task ..."

However, no matter how I tried to persuade him, Cai Wang refused to get up or even change his posture. Seeing that he didn't listen to me and worried that he would freeze to death if he climbed here again, I said to the sentry, "You stay here and I'll call the instructor."

Instructor Lei and I ran to Caiwang. Instructor Lei asked, "Comrade Cai Wang, what are you doing?"

Ren Dan Cai Wang still maintained that posture and did not answer. He has no strength to speak. "We carried him back ... if we carried Cai Wang back to the dormitory, we would definitely wake up the soldiers. At dawn, I want to drive on the road again ... "

"I'll report to the stationmaster!" The sentry turned and ran away. A few minutes later, the stationmaster and the military doctor came running. The stationmaster said to us, "Move it to my room."

The stationmaster's room is much warmer. There is a single bed with a wolf skin mattress and a coal brick burning in the stove. The hot air in the room turned into mist on the glass, and a stream of water meandered down the glass. We put Ren Dan Cai Wang on the bed of the stationmaster, and the military doctor in the station immediately massaged him. After half an hour, Ren Dan Caiwang's face became bloody, his limbs were no longer so stiff, and he could move a little. "Frostbite is divided into several grades, mild frostbite, severe frostbite, deep frostbite and death. Frostbite is characterized by stiff limbs, loss of reason and inability to speak. If it goes on, it is death. He is dying. In the words of our hometown, he is touching Ye Yan's nose. " When the military doctor gave Ren Dan Caiwang a massage, he told us the basic principle of frostbite. After more than an hour, Ren Dancai opened his eyes and saw so many people busy around him. His face was grateful again, and his lips moved a few times, but he said nothing. "Let the cookhouse squad heat him a pot of milk tea, add some brown sugar and ginger, and send it right away."

Ten minutes later, the sentry came running with a pot of milk tea. The military doctor found a porcelain bowl, the sentry poured milk tea into the bowl, and the instructor Lei carried milk tea. I held Caiwang, and instructor Lei sat on the edge of the bed opposite Caiwang, scooped up a spoonful of milk tea with a spoon, blew it with his mouth, tried it on his lips, and sent it to Caiwang's mouth. Two tears as big as peas gushed from the corner of Ren Dan Caiwang's eye and ran down the low-lying place between his nose and cheeks. After drinking a bowl of milk tea, Ren Dan Caiwang had the strength to speak, and his face was covered with blood. He was embarrassed to let instructor Lei feed him again, so he reached for a bowl to drink. "Don't move, you haven't recovered yet."

After feeding a bowl of milk tea, instructor Lei asked the doctor with an empty bowl: "Give it back to him?"

The doctor said, "Let's see if he still wants to drink. No, he's fine now. Frostbite can be recovered quickly as long as it is rescued in time. Fortunately, he has no frostbite, which is related to his being Tibetan. Tibetans have lived on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for generations, and have cultivated the constitution and inheritance of cold resistance and frost resistance. If this matter is left to the Han people who have just arrived here, nine times out of ten they will freeze to death. "

Instructor Lei asked Caiwang again: "Do you still drink?"

Ren Dan Caiwang shook his head. The military doctor said to the sentry, "The cooking squad should prepare a Tibetan meal and get some mutton, ghee and Tibetan food." Tibetans can't get used to what Han people eat. As long as nutrition keeps up, their physical strength will recover in a day or two. "

Instructor Lei put the empty bowl on the table, sat opposite Cai Wang, pulled up the quilt on his leg and asked, "Cai Wang, why are you so hard?"

Ren Dan Caiwang didn't speak, and closed his eyes. Instructor Lei gave me a wink. I hugged Ren Dan Caiwang and gently shook his shoulder and said, "Caiwang, why did you do something stupid?" If anything happens to you, the consequences will be terrible. You still have Thomas. Who will support you when you die? Instructor Lei made a speech on behalf of our company. We should support little Dora to go to school, let her go to middle school, university, graduate student and doctor, and become a Tibetan female scientist. You will enjoy Dora's blessing in the future ... "

Ren Dan Caiwang opened his eyes, grabbed Instructor Lei's hand and asked anxiously, "Instructor Lei, are there any dead people in the army?" "How do you know?"

"I passed the house and saw a room full of dead people. When I sat in the car with them, they gave me the warmest seat and the best food. They are all good people, but they are still dolls ... "Ren Dan Caiwang had tears in his eyes again. "Cai Wang, their death is heavier than Mount Tai ..." Lei instructor's face darkened again. "Instructor, why do your troops have to go to no man's land in Hoh Xil? Why not? " Ren Dan Caiwang took great courage to say this sentence. "We are soldiers, and the first duty of a soldier is to obey orders. We went to the no-man's land in Hoh Xil for surveying and mapping, just to let the country develop the treasure of no-man's land in Hoh Xil and let people in Xizang live a good life. " Instructor Lei takes Cai Wang as the object of his ideological and political work. "No man's land in Hoh Xil, the Buddha is forbidden. No one can enter the forbidden area of Buddha. So many people froze to death in the army because the Buddha knew that we were going to break into his forbidden area and gave us a warning. If we don't listen to the Buddha's warning, the Buddha will punish us. You shouldn't save me. I just need to kneel until dawn, my piety will impress the Buddha, and I will atone for you in front of the Buddha. Buddha won't blame you any more. The souls of the dead PLA can go to heaven, and the living PLA will not suffer the catastrophe of bloodshed. I also told the Buddha that you entered Hoh Xil at the will of the butler, and begged the Buddha to forgive you ... "

We looked at Ren Dan Cai Wang, and our hearts were filled with gratitude. We thought he was too ignorant. There is no Buddha in the world. Without Buddha, there is no forbidden area for Buddha. Can Buddha dominate our destiny? But the national policy stipulates that I must respect the religious beliefs of Tibetan compatriots. We can not believe in Buddhism, but we must never denigrate Buddha in any way. So, I said nothing, and instructor Lei was silent. After two days' rest at the hot spring station, we overhauled the vehicle and slept for another day. Our assigned surveying and mapping troops split up at the hot spring station and went to their respective work areas.