The theme composition describing grassland reminds people of endless green and beautiful scenery on horseback. I've always wanted to really see the endless grassland and let my mind be as open as it is. So here I am-the beautiful Ulan Butong prairie.
"Wow, what a beautiful grassland!" As soon as you enter the prairie, the scenery in front of you is endless green, the sky is blue and blue, and white clouds like cotton seem to be easy to pick. The blue sky and white clouds on the grassland are unparalleled anywhere. Reminds me that the sky in Hangzhou is always gray, but the sky on the grassland is not gray, as if it were not under a sky. Look at the green prairie, where flocks of cattle and sheep dot the endless grassland. "The sky is wild and the wind is low." This poem is sung casually. Deep in the grassland, there are many raised hills around. Cattle and sheep sometimes go up the mountain and down the mountain. Wherever they go, it is like embroidering white "big flowers" on the endless "green carpet". From a distance, the grassland is green. When you approach it inadvertently, you will find clusters of unknown wild flowers all over it, red, yellow and purple, blooming freely, adding a little vividness to the tranquility. Look, herders are flying by in the distance. On such a grassland, it is still like a moving landscape painting, which is amazing.
The sunset on the grassland is also beautiful: the sun sets slowly from the west, and the light reflects all the clouds on the horizon. The sun is like a round ruby embedded in the sky. This splendid scene lasted until the sun sank below the horizon, which made people linger.
It is said that the enthusiasm of the Mongolian people is true. Before Aobao, they had already enjoyed the courtesy of dismount wine. Offering Hada and toasting all made me feel the enthusiasm of the local people. At the bonfire party in the evening, Mongolian boys and grassland girls dressed in costumes danced with us around the blazing bonfire. The melodious voice of Ma Touqin floated for a long time on the vast grassland, as if telling a beautiful legend, which really intoxicated me.
A vast and quiet grassland; A vast and gorgeous sky; A warm and generous person; Beautiful grassland, you have unparalleled charm. This close contact with you makes me want to have a broad mind like you.
The sunrise on Erba grassland is the most beautiful!
At four o'clock in the morning, the grassland was dark, and the darkness before dawn continued. At this time, the grassland is very quiet, and everything is quiet. There are a few little stars hanging in the black night sky, all around them are hazy, like a thin veil.
We stood anxiously and quietly on the hillside waiting for the sunrise. The sky in the east is gradually showing a fish-belly grey, and the stars are gradually fading. After a while, the night was completely open. Gentle red light came out from the intersection of grass and sky, and the surrounding clouds and sisters all changed into orange clothes. Time is slipping away and the light is gradually expanding. But the sun didn't appear. I think maybe the clouds are too thick or the sun is too shy to come out. Just as I was about to leave in disappointment, I suddenly heard a cheer. I hurried back, wow, the fiery red sun is slowly showing its little face. Its little face is as red as a big persimmon, and like a shy little girl, she dare not stick her head out at once, only dare to show a little. Finally, the whole sun rose, and the sunshine became more and more dazzling from softness.
The grassland was sprinkled with a layer of golden light, and flocks of cattle and sheep ran freely on the grassland. Look around, it's beautiful. We are all intoxicated by the beautiful and spectacular grassland sunrise.
I went to Bashang grassland this holiday, and I was a little excited. I looked over there in the car and looked over here without a break.
When I finally entered the grassland, I couldn't hold back the excitement, grabbed my brother's arm and trembled violently. "Here, here! Finally arrived in the grassland! "
When I got off the bus, I saw a vast grassland, endless. The grass is yellow, and the whole grassland is yellow, like a golden blanket with only a few white flowers on it. Trees have only three colors, yellow, red and green. The breeze brushed my cheek, with a hint of coolness and faint fragrance of flowers.
At this time, the sheep in the distance came to us and ate the grass leisurely. When the baby sheep eats grass, the mother sheep always looks around for fear of being separated from her children. This lamb is chubby, and its hair sticks to its body like a fluffy ball. Small eyes are watery and cute. Flocks of fat sheep are like white flowers on a golden blanket.
The sky on the grassland is so blue and the clouds are so white. Forgetting on the mountain is like being in a fairy tale world.
Grassland, beautiful grassland. Flocks of cattle and sheep, fresh air will always be engraved in my mind, unforgettable.