有四个人打墓,皆青壮年。还未到清明,天空一如既往湛蓝,阳光暖和得很,风刮个不停,顽皮的孩子般,一遍又一遍把黄土泼洒到行人身上。风很执着,很细致,撒黄土,只有人想不到,没有它做不到的地方,比如,人的耳孔,鼻孔,牙缝,甚至套了鞋袜的脚趾头缝里,都被它撒进了黄土。幸好打墓开始得早,早上九十点钟风还没有行动的时候,四个人便开始挖。四个打墓人在高僧到来之后赶到坟地,他们要等高僧诵完经,看好墓的相,该避的山 There are four people hit the tomb, all young adults. Not yet clear, the sky, as always, blue, the sun is very warm, blowing a non-stop, naughty child, over and over again loess spilled onto the pedestrian. Wind is very persistent, very detailed, loess, just unexpected, there is no place it can not, for example, the human ear, nose, teeth, and even set the toe socks in the sock, it is scattered into it loess. Fortunately, the tomb began early, at 90 o’clock in the morning when the wind did not move, four people began to dig. The four tomb raiders arrived at the cemetery after the arrival of the monks. They had to wait for the monks to finish chanting, and were optimistic about the tomb’s phase.