It is also a sea of Wang Yang.
Lying in the middle of the flood
Under the call of the wind
Make silver waves
Occasionally gentle
Occasionally ramble
Occasionally quiet
Occasionally crazy
Fickle, like a child's face.
Childlike innocence rises suddenly.
Oasis of salvation
Appear in the distance
The green grass is clear and bright
The water is clean.
But I can't get close to it.
The more you look for it.
The more alienated I feel.
Luxurious silk
Ring the ancient camel bell.
A figure
A set of numbers
Numbers come and go.
Step on the boundless yellow sand
Between yellow sand and yellow sand
Countless enthusiastic and generous people
Under the stars
Next to the oasis
Light a bonfire
* * * Sing a song of missing.
Remember the time?
Many years ago,
Where the yellow sand is buried
This is a beautiful and rich land.
Running water, Ivy.
The wall around Loulan
Birds singing in Ma Si.
Hovering on the ancient road
at present
When I turn the page of history
When I saw the splendid remains of this ancient city,
But found
Oasis, grassland, destroyer of life
It's people, not days.
and
Na Pianhai stands for destruction.
With 10 thousand silver guns
The posture of a strong bow and arrow
attempt
Punch into the depths of life
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Populus euphratica-the darling of the desert
The biting cold wind ravages you wantonly,
Flying sand and stones hit you mercilessly,
High temperature, burning like a flame in the scorching sun,
You're still standing proudly,
In the Gobi, in the desert,
Your immortal branches pierce the sky like spears,
Your bent body is like a steel casting.
You're dead,
Stand still,
You fell,
Still immortal,
You are the darling of the desert!
Strong and unyielding, upright!
Live for a thousand years and never die,
Died for a thousand years,
It has been immortal for 1000 years!