木垒的城是浓缩的,小而精。站在照壁山上,整个城郭一览无余。木垒河已经干枯,它就躺在城的西边,硕大的河床里没有了起伏和沸点。但有草冒了出来,羊群便如期而至,在河床上恣意放纵,咀嚼草的声音愉悦动听,让人产生醉意和回味。羊群闭上眼睛反刍时,能将河道以往的情景倒腾出来。人们似乎已经忘记过去木垒河澎湃的样子,只是在洪水期才能看到它的原貌。站在独山城的旧址上,一段河道清晰地映入眼 The city of Mulei is condensed, small but refined. Standing on the Zhabi Mountain, the entire castle glances. Muleihe has dried up, it lies west of the city, there is no ups and downs in the huge riverbed and boiling point. But grass has risen, and the flocks have arrived on schedule. They indulge in the riverbed, and the sound of chewing grass is pleasantly pleasant, causing people to become drunk and aftertaste. When the herd closes her eyes to ruminate, the past scene of the river can be transposed. It seems that people have forgotten the surging appearance of Mulehe River in the past, only to see it during the flood season. Standing on the site of Dushan City, a section of the river clearly reflected in the eye