May be many years of busy and lazy mentality, I have nothing to terms & impulse, but the past few days have seen and heard, let me chest can not be calm, especially the one back to the hotel and saw downstairs standing a tall statue of Genghis Khan, the heart filled with the love of the Mongolian grasslands and the warm, beautiful, good memory of Mongolian people.
Front of the lobby is the hotel bar, I sat alone, drinking coffee, it elegant, dignified woman pianist is spotting the familiar Caoyuanmuge - "Beautiful Prairie my home," Qin hand woman dressed in black, saying that sharp flick, effortless, that is how intoxicating melodies! People away from the noise and complicated, and hearts filled with the tranquility and harmony. The top of the lobby features designed in accordance with yurts, and glittering round dome, arc trim and stripes, vivid and moving, here are horses, Meng Wang, who knows just where the passion of the World Cup is also noisy with ah! But now it is rare tranquility, perhaps this is my preferred, let my tired heart slowly approached Harbor.
"Sir, please point of a prairie song," is thought of last night, ears Camp in Mongolia, the Mongolian restaurant bright crisp sound girl, and she a gorgeous national costumes, holding the hands of white hada, let me afar Guests receive Mongolian people are most sincere blessing, three cups of wine, Hatta, and the charming "Caoyuanzhiye" and the touching smile, is that it touched the passion, or "Mongol" Wine of the momentum, that night I really enchanted!
"... ... Would like to write a letter to a distant girl hey Unfortunately, there is no postman to teaser ... ...," and no microphones, no electronic instruments, and accompanied by people dancing, and the only honest guy in the hands of Mongolian pulled out of the mildly melodious Matouqin sound.
Falun around in circles, I raised my hand gently shaking, the mouth is also evil without being to land consecration of the sixth mantra, Falun on dalian only you peace of mind, do not Do not rashness in urgent cases, it would turn too straight, the teachings of Lamaism is to make us a little more peace and less impetuous. Elephants, monkeys, rabbits, magpies, peaches, Katsuragi, streams, big mountains, this large temple murals, I call a full figured out a quarter of an hour, safe, good luck, harmony, is not that the steppes a true portrayal of people's lives do? But we of these metropolitan fringe people in the confusion and anxiety, not knowing what is still hard in pursuit. Zhaojun before the desolate, without the luxury of being a princess, do not know Tianmei wilderness atmosphere there to appease her loneliness and Qileng sinking heart.
My heart once again be excited, because I have a dream car is heading for a soul to weigh on the steppes of the Soul. The present is the steep cliff, surrounded by endlessly rising peaks, a piece of green mixed with yellow soil, and occasionally surfaced a vast farmland. Companion told me that there is someone in the family farm where, and I saw that soil curtain enclosed housing, actually are storing with soil, the wood around the windows are almost the same color, the black dog in front of Tuzhe tongue, sheep Baa Baa to the hill called, milky way of the smoke curl up with, San Zhao, occasional horses in the blue sky with countless more in degree, how beautiful prairie scenery ah! Jiangxi past few days, red earth, the old ox Showa white clouds and blue sky and green fields, emotionally I can not do? I love the motherland and the magnificent mountains and rivers, although it does not have the magnificent Grand Canyon, there is no mystery of the pyramid may be there are quiet, harmony, goodness and truth.
Such as starry white yurt, scattered in the limitless expanse of green land, from time to time from the side through the herdsmen on horseback, who enthusiastically greeted the banner, singing hearted idyll. Faced with this situation, the camera's small lens, how can load the vast beauty of it?
In the evening to the sudden rainstorm and add more prairie's spectacular, it does not make me feel sorry already 20:00, and the sky actually is still bright, the West is sunset boundless, the East is full of dark golden sandwiched kept alive the I am incredibly excited that the square of the sky hung a brilliant rainbow! 7 kinds of color depicts the beauty of nature, sunset shiny red girl's clothing and shoes, lightning has illuminated the dark horse on the Mongolian guy's face, "wind-swept pastures see the cattle and sheep," Is this moment will occur simultaneously?
"Quick look!" Companion pulled me to numerous yurts central open space, pastoralists are already ignited a bonfire, as the Chinese New Year, Shanxi be county custom "base stir," just like everyone around the fire, while heating while dancing herders singing traditional songs, although I did not understand what that meant, but the same could not help with a few foreigners could not understand, laugh with them, along with cheers, together Shouzhua lamb, along with tea drinking strange and sour milk biscuit, let the charming prairie night and moving melodies wash dissipated my many years of fatigue, depression and anxiety bar!
That night, I lay shabby yurts, and kept trained on a special smell of mutton, Morocco with white hada, began to sing that moving "Beautiful Prairie my home" ... ...
Author: cjxia