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飘雪了,铺天盖地却悄无声息。白哈巴静寂的早晨,在天地之间若隐若现。一只雪色的家犬,拖着粗壮的尾巴,漫步在朦胧之中,成为雪中少有的颜色。霎时,太阳爬上了山坡,犹如图瓦人手中的牧鞭,驱赶着冬日里的阴霾。逆光中雪片变成了橙色,图瓦人的木屋变成了橙色。朝霞中的白哈巴,展现的不是冬天的童话景象,那是图瓦人世居的家园。几家炊烟升起,掀开了白哈巴的雪被。几个摄影人,简直就是一群疯子,背着“长枪短炮”一路小跑。方寸之间,不知镜头该对准哪里。透过取景框,白哈巴无处不聚焦。在极度兴奋中,快门“咔咔作响。
Snow, overwhelming but quietly. White Haba quiet morning, looming between heaven and earth. A snow-colored domestic dog, dragging thick stalks, wandering in the dim, a rare color in the snow. An instant, the sun climbed the hillside, like the whip in the hands of Tuva, driving the haze in winter. Backlight in the snow turned orange, Tuva huts into orange. White Haba in the morning glow, not to show the winter fairy tale scene, it is Tuva Habitat home. Several smoke rises, opened the white Haba snow. Several photographers, is simply a group of crazy, carrying a ”long spear cannon“ trot all the way. Between the inch, I do not know where the lens alignment. Through the viewfinder, white Haba everywhere focused. In the extreme excitement, the shutter ”Kaka sound.