大同的确有可以虚荣的资本,地下的煤地上的文物都是老天爷和历史的馈赠。可惜的是,这些荣光在风里总是那样虚无“北边的秃山挡不住来自塞外的狂风,北京的城墙,虽然那么坚厚,也挡不住它。寒风,卷着黄沙,鬼哭神号地吹来,天昏地暗,日月无光。青天变成黄天,降落着黄沙……”再次读到老舍先生的《风》时,我突然意识到先生所说的塞外会不会就是我的故乡大同。它和北京同一纬度,却在比华北平原海拔高出几千米的黄土高原上,真正是塞外古 Datong indeed vanity capital, underground coal artefacts are gifts of God and history. It is a pity that these glories are always as empty as in the wind. “The bald mountain in the north can not stop the gust of wind coming from outside the Great Wall. The city wall of Beijing, though so strong, can not stop it. Ghostly to the demons blowing, dusk to dark, sun and moon lightless sky into yellow, landing yellow sand ... ... ”Read again to Mr. Lao She’s“ wind ”, I suddenly realized that what Mr. said the plug will not Will be my hometown Datong. It is on the same latitude as Beijing, but on the Loess Plateau, a few kilometers above the North China Plain,