1. Horses galloped on the endless grassland, sweeping across the grassland like the wind, disappearing into the depths of the grassland in a cloud of dust. Only the sound of the galloping echoed in the ears. The scream was recollected in my mind, and as the splashed dust fell to the ground, everything returned to the same state as before, with only the heroic scene remaining in my mind.

2. At night, the sound of the piano comes from the prairie. Such beautiful music seems to be telling a touching story about the prairie. Singing a happy life, people enter a beautiful dreamland, and the grassland also enters a beautiful dreamland.

3. The colorful wildflowers dotted the grassland, like a large colorful carpet.

4. The grassland is so vast! The grassland is so big and wide, stretching as far as the eye can see, connected to the sky. Innocent blue! The blue is flawless, the blue is high and far away. Only this kind of broadness can give birth to the melodiousness of long tones. The sense of oppression in the city is released without a trace here, and the haze in the city is cleared away here. The grassland is colorful. The clear blue sky is filled with white clouds, corresponding to the green wilderness of the earth. The sheep float white in the green, like a handful of pearls scattered on the green plush blanket. The wild flowers on the grassland are dotted in this green ocean, making the grassland colorful...

5. In spring, the ice and snow melt, and everything revives. At this time we came to the grassland. Under the warm sunshine, the grassland was covered with new green clothes. The ground was covered with tender green grass, and colorful wild flowers bloomed in the warm spring breeze. Looking from a distance, the white mushroom-like yurts dotted on the green carpet of grassland are particularly eye-catching. Groups of cattle and sheep looked like blossoming cotton inlaid on the grass, and the beautiful singing of the shepherd girl in the distance echoed on the grassland...

6. I stood up, slowly raised my head, and a A bird like an egret flew over my head, still singing, as if praising the beauty of the grassland. My eyes followed the birds and I saw the windmill in the distance. It turns out that Inner Mongolia relies on windmills to generate electricity. A bit of cool wind blew by, and the windmill in the distance started to move a little bit. The white birds just disappeared into the clouds above the windmill.

7. In the distance, under the dewy glow, horses were grazing on the hills, a few cows were lying lazily on the hillside, and occasionally the neighing of horses was heard. The endless grassland is decorated with these livestock and is full of life. After the fiery red sun rises from the grassland, the open and gentle land reflects the green everywhere. There are no high-rise buildings, no factories, no shops, no loudspeakers, just a few milky-white yurts dotted in the green ocean. In such an environment, I really want to sing a song to express my happiness.

8. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the wind blows the grass, and the cattle and sheep are low... However, few people can fully understand this poetic and painting-like realm without going to the real prairie. The paintings of Tianchan were sketched out by nature in this way, which made me fascinated. The beauty of the grassland lies in its gracefulness, its beauty in its vastness, its color, its freedom, and its unrestrainedness...

9. On the grass in the distance, an old brown horse is grazing leisurely, and a brown horse is beside him. The little red pony nestled quietly next to its mother, seeming to be listening to her mother telling that distant story. Suddenly, the little guy started running wildly, his shiny mane shining with golden light, like brown lightning across the grassland.

10. Leaving the pasture and walking into the vast sea of ??sand, it looks even more lovely. In its broad mind, there are lives and beautiful pastures that are not afraid of hardships. In my heart, Mu Us is no longer desolate.

11. In the grassland after the rain, wild flowers are blooming, like a flower headscarf that has just been soaked in water, and even the dewdrops are colorful!

12. Dusk is approaching, and the lace of the quilt in the sky is stained with crimson. The sunset is about to go home, and the sheep have returned to the sheepfold. The shepherd dogs are guarding the sheep vigilantly, and occasionally After shouting a few times and driving away a few flies, the herdsmen gathered together and prepared for the bonfire party in the evening. They set up barbecue grills, set up bonfires, and played with sumptuous food. , happy, secretly having fun when nothing happens.

Old people, children, young and beautiful women all have fun!

13. It was getting dark, and we came to a Mongolian home. The Mongolians lived in yurts. The hospitable Mongolians entertained us with cheese, milk, mutton and many other sumptuous meals. The scenery here is beautiful and the people are beautiful.

14. I opened my eyes in the early morning to the crisp chirping of birds. It was already dawn. After breakfast in a hurry, I took my daughter on the road ahead of schedule. The prairie is even more charming after the rain. The white and elegant fog makes the prairie confusing. Without the scorching heat of the sun, the air is fresh and the spirit is refreshing. I took many happy microcosms along the way.

15. White clouds are floating in the sky, and the shepherds are singing. White clouds are floating in the blue sky, and underneath the white clouds, my mother is running. National Day composition. Sheep are running on the grassland. Races and races are being held on the grassland. People are wearing costumes and singing songs. The grassland is like a joyful and moving landscape painting.

16. As night gradually came, the sky closed the black curtains, and a ball of red dominated the green grassland. The bonfire party began, and the herdsmen all stood up and sang and danced around the bonfire. Enjoy fine wine and delicious food. The scenery at night is beautiful. All the stars in the sky are surrounding the moon and they want to sing a song. Come and compete with the shepherds. The atmosphere is getting thicker. The old people are tired and sit on the ground. They pull their grandchildren and tell the stories of their time. , the children listened and gnawed the meat bones. The young men and women were still enjoying the atmosphere of the party. The shepherd dogs also got the fat meat and howled. The cattle and sheep were not to be outdone, but they could only bleat. Eating grass moo moo, this should be regarded as a midnight snack, the flames of the bonfire are rising, the aroma of wine and meat in the air is mixed with the faint green fragrance and hearty happiness.

17. Looking at the endless grassland spread out between the sky and the earth like a huge painting, the green is so pure and the green is so far away, it is really beyond words to describe. Looking around, my eyes are full of green, unobstructed and unobstructed. When I cast my sight over it, I couldn't find a point to focus on. The fields were vast and boundless, and I felt like I was being hollowed out. This is a still ocean, which makes people feel a little panic, but also makes people have infinite reverie. However, when you have contact with local herdsmen and understand the past and present of the grassland, you will feel a little confused and lost while looking around.

18. The little bird and the windy mother-in-law gently woke me up from my dream. Through the morning light, the sun rose from the horizon and painted the gray-blue sky pink, orange-red, and golden. Opening the window, the breeze from the grassland blows in your face. Ah, the morning in the grassland is as romantic as poetry and as beautiful as a painting.

19. Mongolian yurts are generally round in shape. Most of them are made of strips of wood with mesh walls and an umbrella-shaped roof. The top is covered with felt and tied with ropes. There is a circular skylight in the center of the roof, which is easy to disassemble and assemble. It is a Mongolian yurt. The place where compatriots live.

20. Unknowingly, I came to the prairie. At a glance, because of the autumn, the grass was dyed golden by the autumn wind. There were some embellishments on the golden piece, black, White, like adding a few small flowers to Mother Earth's beautiful golden clothes, looks so beautiful.

21. At this time in Maluzhai, the sun was blazing, and the ultraviolet rays from high altitudes burned the skin. It's strange that my daughter followed the advancing team without any intention of stopping. This may be the way the charm of nature brought her forward pace at a young age. Nearby, there are blooming flowers, golden, light blue, white, red and various colors, covering the prairie with beautiful colorful satin. In the distance, the undulating prairie along with the mountains shines in the sun. The horses, cattle and sheep grazing freely add to the dynamic beauty of the grassland.

22. The quiet grassland became lively: cheers, the sound of cars, and the sound of horse hooves all sounded together. The car and horse flew over the hill and saw several yurts.

23. The climate on the plateau is really unpredictable. Sometimes happy, sometimes angry; sometimes the sky is full of wind, sometimes calm and motionless.

24. Turning around the "Crescent Moon", the bushes became denser, the ground seemed to have just rained, and the air was very fresh. Looking far into the distance, there seems to be a layer of misty blue-green in the distance.

Get closer, get closer, ah, it turns out to be a pasture. The blue sea sparkles with golden light in the sun, and a group of white jade-like birds either skim low over the water, soar high into the sky, or stand quietly with their heads raised.

25. The wind blew loudly and the wipers swiped the ground. But within five minutes, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the grassland returned to tranquility. The sun showed its smiling face, and the horses ate grass and were covered by the rain. The beaten grass straightened up again, neither angry nor resentful. The prairie was like an oil painting with a green and yellow background, still as quiet and peaceful as ever.

26. The amber sunshine was warm and soft, and a vast expanse of green grass spread out like a green silk carpet, stretching behind him and linking arms with the distant horizon. Several young men and women in Mongolian clothing rode their horses and whipped their whips, showing their shy and pure smiles to the camera. And the pearly white sheep are rolling and flowing, like sparse and elegant clouds, rippling slightly in the surging green waves...

27. On the prairie , there is green pasture everywhere, sheep are running happily and freely, cows are grazing with their heads down and swaying their tails from time to time; horses of various colors with round bellies are walking leisurely.

28. On the distant hillside, a few pieces of unmelted snow shone with dazzling light in the sun. Several winding rivers have not yet thawed, cutting the vast yellow wilderness into fragments. The unique gusts of wind on the grassland seem to carry the fishy smell left by cattle and sheep.

29. At dusk, the entire grassland completely changed. The whole colorful area is shrouded in the bright sunset, slowly darkening, so that you can see; the shadows pass over them, and they turn dark green; the water vapor rises mistly, and every little flower , every blade of grass exudes fragrance, and the entire grassland is immersed in the fragrant atmosphere. In the deep blue sky, as if it had been painted by a giant's paintbrush, several broad ribbons of rose color mixed with gold; occasionally a few light and transparent white clouds drifted by, as fresh and charming as sea waves. The wind blew the grass dust slightly, caressing the cheeks of passers-by.

30. A vast prairie, so big that it is boundless. The breeze carries the fragrance from the soil, blowing large tracts of crops like ripples.

31. The wind in the grassland has a different charm in every different season. The end of July is the most beautiful season in the grassland, and it is also the most refreshing. It is not as biting as the wind in winter. It’s not as dry as the autumn wind; it’s beautiful because it makes everything green and blooms wild flowers. The deep grass sways in the breeze, so graceful and full of charm; it’s gentle, it swims through The deep lake water sets off waves of microwaves, shining with silver light under the sunlight. The blue water is printed with the blue sky, and the blue sky is set against the clear water. The picture of sky connecting water and tail water connecting sky is like swimming in a celestial mirror. Free and unrestrained...

32. A short house is also a kind of art, classical and elegant, like a rich paint painting.

33. The blue sky, the white clouds, the green grass, the brilliant flowers, the songs flying everywhere in the wind, the figure of the horse galloping at will... in my imagination Everything is wonderful, as if the grassland in the dream is a paradise that is hard to find in the world. The soul of the prairie dream lies in its beauty and freedom. This is what fascinates me about the prairie.

34. In the summer grassland, the air is particularly fresh in the morning. I pestered my father for a walk on the grassland. The faint fragrance of grass is blowing towards your face, and the bright red sun is rising from the horizon, coating the vast grassland with a layer of gold. The dewdrops on the grass blades are like pearls set on emeralds, shining with colorful brilliance. I saw many unknown pink, white, yellow or blue flowers in the grass, making the grassland very beautiful. There are also lively little birds chirping and jumping in the grass.

35. The boundless grassland seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, and every blade of grass is inlaid with a thin golden edge. From inside the deep grassland, a thin song floated slowly, probably from people returning from herding.

A group, no, a moving flock, slowly like a cloud, covering the fields. Gently, curls of smoke rise slowly.

36. There are blue clouds in the sky above the grassland where the warblers fly and the grass grows. The clouds are floating here and there, very leisurely. The combination of the grassland where the warblers fly and the grass grows and the leisurely clouds are extremely suitable. People Standing on the grassland and seeing this scene will make you feel relaxed and happy, it couldn't be more beautiful.

37. Look up at the sky, ah! The sky here is so blue, with white clouds hanging on it, changing postures from time to time, just like what is sung in the song: The blue sky is filled with white clouds, and horses are running under the white clouds... I am really intoxicated by this beautiful scenery. Hit. The Mongolians and I played and sang together, enjoying the joy that the grassland brought to us.

38. The endless prairie seems to be connected to the horizon from a distance. On the prairie, everything is green, like a green carpet, covered with colorful flowers, and embroidered with beautiful patterns on the boundless green carpet. The cattle and sheep on the grassland are galloping, the horses are galloping, the herdsmen are singing, the green grass and small flowers are listening, ah, what a beautiful prairie pattern!

39. When spring comes, the endless rapeseed flowers are yellow and golden, and the wheat seedlings are green. The dewdrops left on the wheat seedlings from last night shine beautifully under the warm sunshine.

40. If you sit on the plane and look down, the scenery here is extremely spectacular and beautiful. The net of green, lush green and dark green forest belts divides the yellow fertile soil neatly into ranks like a chessboard. As the seasons change and the crops mature, the fields change colors like sparkling gems.

41. The grassland is different from the sea. Although the sea is endless, it is a little variegated, while the grassland is full of blue as far as the eye can see. When you stay in the grassland, you will find that I am so small; when you run in the grassland, you will find that my speed is so slow; when you throw garbage in the grassland, you will find my quality. So mean!

42. The sheep greedily chewed the fat and tender grass with relish; while I chose a piece of soft grass, put on an old straw hat, bit a grass root, and rested my head on my hand. , lying on the grass, quietly admiring the evocative beauty of the grassland. Several butterflies flying from a distance danced gracefully and landed on a small flower, sucking the sweet pollen; fluffy dandelions flew up and scattered the seeds they carried with them into the distance; crickets He was hiding in the grass and singing loudly, singing about the beauty of the grassland and praising the vastness of the grassland, spreading far and far... In the blue sky, the birds that were originally intended to fly by in a hurry were flying slowly, probably wanting to enjoy the scenery along the way. The beautiful scenery of the grassland!

43. The grassland on a summer night gives people a sense of quiet comfort. The moonlight is bright, the breeze is gentle, the lamp shadows are swaying, the insects are chirping, and the grass is fragrant. It is so beautiful and peaceful. And admiring the moon on the grassland is even more interesting. When the bright moon is in the sky, the silvery glow overflows, and the stars in the sky are eclipsed. Unlike the moon seen in the city? Although it is round, it is pitifully small, and it emits a listless pale yellow light. The moon here is big and round, white and bright, like a silver tray hanging in the sky. The moonlight shines down like gauze, and like clear water flowing over the grass, which further highlights the vastness and holiness of the grassland.

44. When the first autumn wind blew through the fields, turning the rice yellow and turning the sorghum red, people felt the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The ears of rice bent their waists, and the farmers in the fields also had smiles on their faces that were darkened by the sun. How much sweat has gone into selecting, plowing, sowing, watering, and fertilizing. Now that a good harvest is in sight, can we not be happy?

45. As soon as I stepped into the grassland, I fell deeply in love with this beautiful prairie. The air here is fresh and there is no hustle and bustle of the city. Looking around, I saw the green grassland, the fat cattle and sheep, the ponies grazing on the ground, the shepherds waving their whips and singing melodious Mongolian tunes. Listening to them made me enter a wonderful reverie... ...When I came back to my senses, I saw yurts in front of me, dotted like stars on the vast grassland.

46. A continuous plain, stretching under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.

47. The sky there is bluer than elsewhere, the air is so fresh, and the sky is so clear. Under the sky, there is a vast distance but it is not vast.

48. The endless fresh blue waves, dense layers of tender grass, extend flatly. The dots of snow-white yurts are like white sails raised on the sea, and the smoke is curling up, containing infinite vitality.

49. Ah, this meadow is really huge, stretching as far as the eye can see, like a big green carpet stretching to the horizon. Green and shiny wild grass swayed in the breeze, mixed with clusters of small wild flowers. Xiaoxing told me that the white ones are carnations, the bright red ones are lilies, the dark pink ones are malans, the light blue ones are bells, and the golden ones are dandelions... From a distance, they look like flower patterns embroidered on a green carpet. In spring, the ice and snow melt and everything revives.

50. I couldn’t bear to step on the tender green grass under my feet and drove the sheep to the grassland. This vast grassland is so beautiful, with eye-catching green everywhere; the sky in the grassland here is so beautiful, the blue sky is covered with a few long white clouds, the blue sky with white is so beautiful!

51. The spring rain falls slowly like silk and smoke, and the countless smoke waves stir up beautiful reverie.

52. In the summer grassland, the air is particularly fresh in the morning. I pestered my father for a walk on the grassland. The faint fragrance of grass blows towards your face, and it is bright red. The rising sun is rising from the horizon, coating the vast grassland with a layer of gold. The dewdrops on the grass blades are like pearls set on emeralds, shining with colorful brilliance. I saw many unknown pink, white, yellow or blue flowers in the grass, making the grassland very beautiful.

53. At night, the sky is filled with stars. Around the bonfire, tourists from all over the country gathered together to enjoy the night beauty of the grassland. The beautiful songs of "Aobao Meet" and "My Lover in the Grassland" floated in the night sky. I also jumped on the dance floor with everyone to spend this beautiful and unforgettable moment... The next day we went to the racecourse to watch horse riding and wrestling competitions; to the pastoral areas to listen to the herders playing the Morin Fhuur; to enjoy the herders' songs; and to taste the fragrant milk tea.

54. The grassland at dusk is opening up, taking in the huge golden sun. The entire grassland is full of vitality, but it is completely silent. This is probably the beautiful scenery created by the first-hand director of the grassland, right? The purpose is to guide us to play soul-shaking music in our hearts - have we discovered the warmth and livability of the grassland, or has the grassland finally discovered our loneliness and helplessness? I smiled and shook my head, as if I had found the broken kite and caught a ray of sunshine; as if I felt light-hearted for the first time in my life.

55. After a while, the sky became brighter, and the clouds in the south showed layers of white, gray, and red. The sky also transitioned from deep blue to light blue, and then merged with red clouds. A few faint wisps of dark clouds enveloped the sky like a gauze. All of a sudden, the red color in the east seemed to have broken through the clouds, and rays of red light were emitted from the sky, shining on the earth. The red color was not dazzling, and it was not as red as before. The sky in the west also became brighter, the clouds turned white, and the moon disappeared without knowing when.

56. Ah, I finally saw it. The gable-like earth beams were made up of sand dunes holding hands, like a great earth wall on the flat land. I finally walked into you. The embrace of my desert! "I cheered excitedly in my heart. Some of the sand dunes were like a hill, and some were like a crescent moon standing on the ground, adding one wonderful legend after another to this vast desert.

57 , the summer grassland, the air is very fresh in the morning, I am walking on the grassland with my father. The faint fragrance of grass is blowing in my face, and the bright red sun is rising from the horizon, coating the vast grassland with a layer of gold. The dewdrops on the grass were like pearls set on emeralds, shining with colorful brilliance. I saw many unknown pink, white, yellow or blue flowers in the grass, making the grassland very beautiful.

58. The gentle hillside is inlaid with patches of pink buckwheat fields, the roadside is paved with green highland barley land, and the fence made of logs leads along the winding dirt road to the distant place. Primitive forests, Tibetan-style stilted buildings are scattered along the roadside, and in the light blue smoke of making milk tea, cattle and sheep appear and disappear... The whole atmosphere presents a medieval rural atmosphere.

59. Hand-caught mutton Mongolian compatriots are accustomed to cutting the mutton into large pieces, cooking it and eating it. When eating, cut it with a knife and grab it with your hands, which is called "hand-caught mutton".

60. Needless to say, the vast expanse of green makes people broad-minded; needless to say, the fresh and elegant fragrance of grass makes people feel refreshed; the warm and generous folk customs alone make me linger. As soon as we got off the bus into the grassland, there were several beautiful girls who served us horse wine, presented us with snow-white hada, and even sang a toasting song. Amidst the loud singing, I picked up the wine bowl and took a careful sip. "Oh, it's so spicy!" I couldn't help shouting, making everyone laugh. Although I couldn't understand their Mongolian singing, I deeply felt the enthusiasm and simplicity.

61. Yiyi said goodbye to Gushui Fuyuan and drove towards the Luanhe Shen Yun Scenic Area. A small flat asphalt road winds through the jungle and grassland. The sight is far and near. The sunlight is dim and yellow. What is surprising is that the grass under the forest is as neat as artificial trimming. There are white flowers, yellow flowers, purple flowers, and so on. With a touch of bright red, the grassland becomes a big garden, and the grassland becomes the sky.

62. "What--", a sheep with beautiful long horns suddenly raised its head, shouted to the sky with dignity, and then turned around excitedly in circles several times. When the other sheep saw how happy it was, they followed suit one after another. Even the little lamb that was still drinking milk also called out "baa baa" childishly a few times. Suddenly, the cry of the sheep pierced the blue sky and echoed on the grassland. It was deafening. Even the birds foraging in the distance were frightened and flapped their wings and flew up into the clouds.

63. Milk tea, mixed with milk or goat milk, is the most important drink for Mongolian compatriots to treat guests.

64. The boundless grassland, a piece of emerald green, was illuminated by the brightest light, as if it had been brushed with a layer of gold powder. With the bursts of morning wind, it set off blue waves and golden waves. Various wild flowers are in full bloom, here a clump, there a clump there, bathed in sunshine, vying for beauty on the vast grassland, exuding a rich fragrance. Looking around, the wild flowers are like colorful clouds, falling on the green grassland. .

65. I like grassland and yearn for grassland. The beauty of the grass and water is fascinating; the pastures of my hometown are fragrant everywhere; they float out of the grassland and into the distance, into my dreamland. This journey to the grassland is also the journey of my life; a journey in dreams; an unforgettable journey; a happy journey; I will remember it forever in the years.

66. The vast prairie stretches to the sky. As far as the eye can see, there is no one around. Only one or two dog barks occasionally come from the distance, and the wind moves lazily and slowly across the sea of ??grass. On, silently.

67. The sheep bleated and walked out of the place where they were lying. A strong scent of grass floated in the air, and the wind was very cold. The sky in the east has turned blue, with a red ribbon at the bottom. The moon has also become very pale, but the colorful clouds are so bright, floating in the sky in layers, like cotton batting stacked by hands. Gives a warm fluffy feel.

68. Standing on a high mountain and looking at the grassland below, it feels like a Chinese painting rendered in green spread out on the ground. Houses, sheep, and people on the grassland all dotted this picture vividly; it also looked like a green ocean, with a strong wind blowing through countless grass roots and moving. The momentum was really huge, like thousands of troops galloping in. , rushing towards us.

69. Standing on a high mountain and looking at the grassland below, it feels like a Chinese painting rendered in green spread out on the ground. The houses, sheep, and people on the grassland all dotted this picture vividly; it is also like a emerald green ocean. A strong wind blew through countless grass roots and started to move. The momentum was really huge, like thousands of troops galloping. And then, rushing towards us.

70. The beautiful grassland scenery is thousands of miles away, the melodious sound of the horse head fiddle, the fragrant milk tea, the simple and high-pitched Mongolian folk songs, the warm and hospitable Mongolian compatriots... The horses are galloping, the herdsmen are singing, that The small flowers, cattle, sheep, horses and shepherds on the grassland form a very beautiful picture.

71. The falling rain is like a hazy smoke, covering the thousands of miles of Huaihe Plain.

72. Is this grassland? I lay in front of the window of the off-road jeep and stared blankly at the green ocean in front of me, as if I was on a long voyage sailing through the wind and waves. The grassland the car drove through split to both sides and closed again behind the car. Endless fresh green, dense layers of tender pastures stretch flatly as far as the eye can see. The dots of snow-white yurts are like white sails rising on the sea, and the smoke is curling up, containing infinite vitality. Are those white clouds floating in the distance? Closer, there is still a little pink, and melodious pastoral songs and crisp copper bells can be faintly heard. The car drove nearby, and a girl in a pink Mongolian robe held a shepherd's whip and drove a group of sheep slowly on the green sea. Two lambs dancing happily around her skirt shook their heads and were tied around their necks. The brass bell jingled. The blue sky and white clouds connected with the green sea behind, together with the girl's bright smile, form a wonderful picture of morning grazing on the summer grassland.

73. Climb to the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of the mountains. The mountains and grasslands of Nalati are like a green ocean with vast expanse of waves. Dots of yurts loom among the green waves, like blossoming snow lotuses; flocks of sheep dot the grassland, like pearls falling; the mist-shrouded alpine grasslands are looming, and white clouds are floating in the mountains. It's like a huge ink painting appearing in front of you, making people feel like a fairyland.

74. I have finished planting the seedlings. I came to the shore to take a look and yelled. They are large and large. Under the gentle breeze, they look like a green and furry carpet. I really want to roll on it. .

75. This grassland complex is like the blue lotus blooming on the top of the snow-capped mountains. It is holy, elegant, noble and quiet, but seems to have a trace of unspeakable sadness and desolation, winding along the winding path. The winding pastoral road, along the soothing and melodious sound of the matouqin, passing through the river of time and the smoke and dust of history, makes people fascinated and haunted.

76. The grassland is peaceful. She has her own vast and vast capital. She hardly needs to open her eyes to look at the person coming, and she is sure that he will be dumped by her. The whole world seems to be frozen. The scenery. As we drove across the grassland, the only thing that disturbed us was the dust flying up behind us. Grass, that endless grass! Green, the green of life! Looking at the distant mountains covered with green and green and outlined with soft and continuous lines; smelling the aroma of earth and grass mixed into the most authentic air; the leisurely figures of wild horses in the distance shuttle In the haze cast by the clouds - what else can I say? Isn't this the place I fell in love with from my dream? Now I just want to turn into air and blend into the blue sky and green grass.

77. The dawn on the grassland, although the dim light of dawn inlays some Liangmao with gold and silver. Some half-melted beaches glowed with dazzling light. However, the sheep must still be waiting to wake up in the pen. The cows stand in their stalls chewing old dreams. If you don’t see the majestic neighing of the fierce horses, there won’t be the melodious rhyme of the matouqin passing through your heartstrings. Cen Jing made me realize another artistic conception of the grassland.

78. Walking on the green grassland, there is no end in sight. It is like a green blanket spread to the horizon, welcoming the arrival of distinguished guests. The clouds in the horizon are like the tailor cutting them into various laces. , retaining this piece of green, the sky has also turned into a warm quilt with a touch of green and various laces. Groups of cattle and sheep sometimes enjoy the gifts of nature, and sometimes relax, as if they are also carrying conscious aftertaste. This green. The shepherd set up a tent nearby and occasionally looked up at the sky. Children were playing around. The sun was blushing and did not speak, but was smiling happily. The air at this moment is very comfortable, with warm wind and a faint green fragrance.

79. The pastures here are low, which is less impressive than the spectacular scenery of "wind-blown grass and low views of cattle and sheep", but it can also be said to be a piece of green, far away from the horizon; Listen to livestock.

80. Looking from a distance, there are white clouds squirming on the grassland. It turns out that these are the sheep in the pasture. Each one is white, fat and cute, and the little birds that make the grassland more lively are chirping. Full of energy.

81. In summer, after a heavy rain, all kinds of flowers on the grassland bloomed with smiles overnight. The white is like snow, the pink is like clouds, the red is like fire, and the yellow is better than gold. The whole grassland is like a colorful garden, causing butterflies and bees to sing and dance wildly among the flowers. Oh, the Sarilang flower is also blooming, its five slender red petals bending downward, like red lanterns. At this time, my friends and I held up a handful of Sarilang flowers and played on the grassland. The Sarilang flowers were jumping on the grassland like eternal torches.

82. The gentle hillside is inlaid with patches of pink buckwheat fields, the roadside is paved with green highland barley land, and the fence made of logs leads along the winding dirt road to the distant place. Primitive forests, Tibetan-style stilted buildings are scattered along the roadside, and in the light blue smoke of making milk tea, cattle and sheep appear and disappear... The whole atmosphere presents a medieval rural atmosphere.