1. Grassland, the paradise of love
Come closer, and then come closer.
At this time, green is not just a color, there is also enthusiasm flowing along the blood.
Throw up the hat, let the scarf float, and roll on the grass. Tears are unbridled, and dreams spread their wings at that moment and fly with an unstoppable attitude.
In the grassland, you don’t have to distinguish which is the sheep and which is the star, because there are as many sheep as there are stars. The white clouds become a fairy tale that can be picked at your fingertips, and stretching along the yurt are endless flying stars. Feeling.
In the grassland, sitting down or lying down is a poem. Embracing the melody of the Morin Guqin and closing your eyes, you can reach the paradise of dreams, and the passionate singing will always brighten your mood along with your eyes.
If every intention is an expression, dear, you can write piety in every intention. Then, let your white arms be filled with the fragrance of Gesang flowers, and walk along the green veins into the warmth and joy that fills the sky and the earth.
Grassland, tonight, I walked into you with passion. With just one glance, the dream was frozen into eternity.
Grassland, tonight, nestled in your arms, Gesanghua testifies, I have become your passionate lover!
2. Xilamulun River
Xilamulun River, when I am beside you, I am awake. The water waves are gentle and the oars are shaking. Bay of laughter.
Xilamulun River, when I am by your side, I am drunk. With a handful of sunshine, I can graze my thoughts on the waves.
Ancient and passionate, young and fashionable, Xilamulun River, a wild paddle, you teased all my desires, making the long-repressed passion colorful.
Shout out a name with all your strength, and the kindness embedded in the lyrics will bloom like wild lilies. Reach out and hold the curtain to clear the sky. Whose dream is drifting wetly?
At this time, what is flowing down the river is not just the boat, but also the thoughts as deep as the river flowing with the waves.
Xilamulun River, when I first met you, your smile already amazed everyone. Sinking in your tenderness, I no longer have the intention to be a returnee from my hometown.
3. Yulongsha Lake
What I yearn for is a painting and a dream. Thoughts that can dance spread happiness; gravel that can sing is hot under your feet.
The sun is shining unscrupulously, and the dreams on the rocks are drying out all the yearnings of the mood.
At this moment, my burning gaze, passing through thousands of desires, was burned by the ignited gravel.
There are camel bells floating from a distance, slowly and melodiously, the sound of nature in the world.
Thinking of Sanmao, the woman who was looking for life in the desert, the woman who was inspired in the desert, the woman who enjoyed love in the desert, and suddenly I heard life singing.
Holding a handful of fine sand, comprehending time, and the soul of Nirvana is the holy land I climbed to reach.
4. Ashatu Stone Forest
In Ashatu Stone Forest, every stone is a legend. Looking at history, I see more than just a scenery.
Standing on the stone, I imagined ancient times. In the bow of Genghis Khan, I experienced the hymn of a generation of heroes.
To be close to a stone is to listen to a story. The mountain breeze whispers, and through the thickness of history, who will tell the folded beauty?
The Yong road stretches and the mood blossoms. Is the Kunpeng shot down by Genghis Khan waiting for a lifetime to prepare for a rise to the sky? Are the lovers who depend on each other using their vows never to break, Writing a promise of love?
I leaned over to pick up the thousand-year-old story, and with the surging eyes, I was moved by waves.
The stone layers fold, the thinking folds, the love folds...
A casual recitation turns the laughter in the mountains into an unstoppable flatness. .
So, have a good drink, get drunk, and date bravery and love along the veins of a poem.