Sunrise on the shore of Qinghai Lake, I wish to wake up every day in this sleep, breathing the first fresh air in the morning.
into a piece of white clouds, like a soft cotton, covered in a blue sky, the closest to heaven Hands open and embrace this broad mind. The mood is as the birds fly freely inside. That day, the man, the grass, blended into one.
Twilight overlooking the grassland, like a golden moon falling in the sky, kissing the vast countryside. The light of the setting sun on the river, like many gold needles and silver lines, swayed with the waves.
From Qinghai Lake, passing through the rubber mountain at an altitude of 4451 meters, it belongs to the Nanshan Mountains of Qinghai Rubber Mountain, the slope of the mountain is shaking, the black thin stone, very flat, like a piece of black rubber piled up, so called the rubber mountain. In the rubber mountain, the pleasant prairie, the beautiful alpine pastures, and the leisurely grazing sheep are all in sight.
I think I must have lived in the grassland in my life, and I am like a horse. I want to chase freedom like the wind, I want to stop and stop.
작성일: 2019년 1월 3일