Xinjiang Story
Wang Lida sings
There is a distant place
His name is Xinjiang
There is A magical place
His name is Xinjiang
The ice-capped peaks of Bogda
The rippling waters of Hanas Lake
Nima ruins
The scenery of Tianchi
The sound of tambourines
The eagle flute is melodious and melodious
The sweetest fruits are here
< p>Here are the richest treasures, treasuresAh, Xinjiang, ah, Xinjiang
The camel bells of Taklimakan sing the songs of Xinjiang
Along the ancient silk The road spreads in all directions.
~Music~
There is a beautiful place
His name is Xinjiang
There is a charming place
His name is Xinjiang
The picturesque Gongnaisi grassland
The Kongque River meanders
The rows of derricks
layer by layer Baiyang
Gobi New City
Grape Corridor, Corridor
Girl in Kashgar Flower Dress
Balang riding an Ili horse , Balang.
Ah, Xinjiang,
Ah, Xinjiang.
The swans of Bayinbrook carry the story of Xinjiang
Flying high across the Eurasian Continental Bridge.
Ah, Xinjiang,
Ah, Xinjiang,
The swans of Musical Brook carry the story of Xinjiang
Across the Eurasian continent The bridge flies high.
Fly high.
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