在离天空最近的地方,那些山如雕塑般静止着,谁也不知道它们从哪里来,又去向何方。在我的故乡,也有山。人们一抬头,总能望见它。在房子里,在大街上,在田野里,我们随时会遇见那些庞然大物。这是山。你的目光无法穿越它,你的身体是个累赘,弄疼自己也无法前进半步。对于山,对于从一出生就被看见的事物,人们究竟知道多少?很多人在它面前表现出了谦逊,更多的人远远地绕开它, In the area closest to the sky, the mountains stood still as sculptures, and no one knew where they came from and where they went. In my hometown, there are mountains too. When people look up, they can always see it. In the house, in the street, in the fields, we will meet those monsters at any time. This is the mountain. Your eyes can not cross it, your body is a cumbersome, get hurt themselves can not move forward half a step. How much do people know about mountains from the moment they are born? Many people show humility in front of it, and more people bypass it,