On the grassland, look up-look up at the sky, white clouds are falling ... white clouds are changing ... the hoofbeats of wild horses come and go. -inscription
All distractions in my heart, all return to zero, grass, blue sky and white clouds. Gaze, stare, and people will be relaxed and happy. A refreshing fragrance is deeply intoxicating.
A cool breeze with a slight Buddhist nature completely blows away people's thoughts, leaving only one word-cool. An irresistible and irresistible suction, wandering in the grassland. The wind blows, my hair is lifted, my eyes are closed, and I feel this wonderful melody and notes on the grassland, just like a poetic song of the richest man. Lying lazily on the grass, listening to the galloping hooves not far away, smelling the milk fragrance from the yurt, looking at a blue sky without any impurities, enjoying the comfort brought by the soft grass to the back of the body.
The endless open grassland is so green that people's eyes turn green, which is also a paradise on earth. Grass moves with the wind, flowers bend with the grass, and people are happy on the grassland with flowers, leaving our footprints step by step. That is the footprint of growth, and it is a road full of setbacks and bumps. On the grassland, dry lips were suddenly moistened by the essence of the grassland.
Grassland is a sacred place that all realms can't match. The grassland in the sun has nurtured countless essences and nourished countless creatures. Grassland, I love you! I love you, Prairie! Feel and enjoy the grassland ...