Gentle July, hello
Take a spontaneous trip
Step into your dreams
Riding horses together to chase the wind
Drinking and singing together
We arrived at the southern tip of the Xilin Gol grasslands in Inner Mongolia,
Here lies such a pure land;
She is simple and unadorned;
Here, there is no noise or restlessness
There are plenty of them
Clear cobalt blue, pure creamy white, clean emerald green,
And our wild laughter.
Hello, Grassland
On horseback, a breeze blows, carrying the fresh scent of grass, wood, and earth mixed with everyone's wild laughter. The dark-skinned men of the grasslands are bold, the milk tea is fresh, salty, and rich, the morin khuur by the campfire is passionate and unrestrained, and the singing on horseback is hearty and unrestrained. I can't help but recall a lyric I love to sing: "I once dreamed of roaming the world with my sword, to see the world's prosperity." Make a promise to the grasslands: to be a person with a broad heart.
Hello, Shitiao Mountain
At the foot of Shitiao Mountain, I imagined magma erupted from a volcano two hundred million years ago, rapidly cooled by seawater and rapidly solidified into a column of basalt in strips. In the long river of time in the universe, we are small, but we will surely live a different and wonderful life within our limited lives.
We go to the grasslands, we go hiking, we see different scenery together. This world is truly beautiful.
Let's enjoy the beautiful scenery of the grasslands, embrace the passionate mountains and wilderness, cheer freely in the vibrant air, and laugh heartily under the boundless blue sky! One person, one horse, one smile—our joy is etched in the marks of the Xilingol grasslands.
