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This issue launches a novella by Lu 18 Zhang Zuwen. Zuwen, who worked in Tibet after graduating from university, made a great impact by creating "Tibetan-style novels". The connotation of the concept of "Tibetan-style novels" is defined by Zu Wen as "a kind of alien writing on the edge of Tibet, which mainly reflects the thoughts and living conditions of people from the mainland and Tibetan people who have been influenced by thousands of years of Buddhism when they face the integration of modern civilization." Critics believe that Zuwen's "Tibetan-style novels" have a distinctive personal style in narrative. First, the narrative of the novel is embodied as a "multilateral narrative". Unlike many ethnic minority writers whose works lack narration of "others" who are not from our ethnic group, simplifying or limiting the narration of "others", the narratives of Zuwen novels have both Tibetan and Han perspectives, which expands the capacity of their novels and generates connotative tension. Secondly, the narrative of the work presents a "double narrative".

Tashi stopped Wang Zuo's car on a winter night. Wang Zuo is a truck driver who has been working on the Sichuan-Tibet Line for nearly 20 years. At that time, Wang Zuo had just set out from Lhasa for a day. When Wang Zuo set off, it had been snowing heavily on the plateau for a whole week. All roads were covered with snow, some even several feet thick. Many drivers are afraid to take the Sichuan-Tibet line, and the entire line seems very deserted. Along the way, Wang Zuo saw almost no other vehicles passing except his own car. The reason why Wang Zuo is like this is because there is a batch of goods that must be sent to Chengdu immediately. He had to drive on the road with another driver, Chen Feng. When approaching a small town at night, Wang Zuo suddenly saw a white pole standing in the middle of the road ahead.

Sometimes, edge is also a state of survival. Ma Yuan stood on the street of Lhasa and finally breathed a sigh of relief; alas, we are finally here! He looked around and felt that the bustling traffic on the streets of Lhasa was still different from what he had imagined before; Ma Yuan had long been extremely yearning for Lhasa; he knew that the land of Tibet was a place full of temptations; The magnificent snowy scenery, towering white snow, magnificent natural creation, vast plateau pastures, charming famous mountains and lakes, numerous ancient temples and monuments, unique ethnic customs, and colorful ethnic culture will all make you feel relaxed and fascinated;

I immediately got up at a sprint speed of 100 meters, called Ahan, said briefly, and ran to where I was. I silently said in my heart not to have any surprises. But Ahan and I were stunned for a moment. From a distance, we could see bright lights in front of us, the sound of ambulances was still ringing not far away, and police cars were parked in a large area. I wanted to go over, but Ahan pulled me from behind. He shook his head at me, grabbed me and turned around to go back. The next morning it was just dawn, and Ahan and I went out. As soon as the newspaper seller came on the street, we couldn't wait to buy one. Turning over, there was a shocking report on the headlines: A man was stabbed in the heart on XX Street last night. After resuscitation failed, he died at XX Hospital at about 5 o'clock this morning. Police suspected a vendetta and found some physical evidence at the scene.

Ma Yuan stood on the street of Lhasa and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Alas, we are finally here! He looked around and felt that the busy streets of Lhasa were still different from what he had imagined before. Ma Yuan had long been in a very yearning mood for Lhasa. He knew that Tibet was a place full of temptations. The magnificent snowy scenery here, the towering white snow, the magnificent natural creation, the vast plateau pastures, the charming mountains and lakes, the numerous ancient temples and ancient customs, the unique ethnic customs, and the colorful ethnic culture will all make you feel relaxed and fascinated. And Lhasa is a dazzling pearl on the plateau that makes him feel dazzling. Therefore, when he is not very satisfied with his current living situation, especially his working situation, his yearning for Lhasa can be said to have reached an extremely strong level.

As soon as Ji Tao received the call from his mother to Lhasa from the mainland, he became furious. Ji Tao threw the phone on the sofa, sat down, picked up a banana, peeled it randomly, and stuffed it into his mouth without looking at it. I don't want to choke on it as soon as I take a bite. He coughed repeatedly and looked very strange. Seeing his uncomfortable expression, his wife Zhuoma quickly stepped forward, patted his back, and handed him a glass of water. Ji Tao took it and took a big sip. The water flowed down his throat, and Ji Tao finally felt better. Then, he turned to Dolma, waved the half of the banana that he had not finished biting, and said, "Look, this kid!" What do you think we should do now? ! Anyway, there is nothing I can do! Dolma came closer to him gently, took the banana from his hand, threw it on the table, and said, now you finally say there is nothing you can do?