有一个群落叫做马帮。不是黑帮、匪帮、青红邦,是马帮——一些马夫为了搭帮赶路,长期或临时的组合。马帮常年走来走去,必是高山大河之间,走了上千年了。马帮之路依山势蜿蜒,随江河而去,隐没在雪山和密林之间,连接川藏或者滇藏,连接梦想或天堂,叫做茶马古道。马帮走过的地方,尘土落下,一串马铃声,高挂天空;马帮消失的地方,留下一种伤感,牧羊人眼光里,有忧伤。 There is a community called caravan. Not gangsters, bandit gangs, youth bands, caravans - some of the grooms hitchhiker, long-term, or ad hoc. Caravan perennial walk around, it must be between the mountains, walked for thousands of years. Caravan Road, winding by the mountain, with the river away, hidden in the snow-capped mountains and jungle, connecting Sichuan or Yunnan and Tibet, connecting the dream or paradise, called the Tea Horse Road. Where the caravan went, the dust fell, a string of rattles, and hung the sky; where the caravan disappeared, leaving a sad, shepherd’s eyes, sad.