晨光熹微,燕子三三两两栖于屋檐。除了鸟啼声外,闻不见任何其他嘈杂的声音。这是一片没有人烟的荒原,这是油田人常年驻守的另一个“家”。一个身着红色工作服的女人,拿起桌上孩子的照片,轻轻摩挲着。那是她的女儿,许久未见的女儿。推门而入的,正是女人的丈夫。他看到妻子凝望着照片,便问,“你又想玲玲了?” Dawn Xi Wei, swallows twos and threes in the eaves. In addition to the birds cry, can not smell any other noisy voice. This is an uninhabited wasteland, another “home” where oil people are stationed all year long. A woman in a red overalls picked up a picture of a child on the table and gently rubbed it. That is her daughter, a long time no see daughter. Push the door and into, it is the woman’s husband. He saw his wife staring at the photo, then asked, “Do you want Lingling?”