一雨,淅淅沥沥,与这片黧黑的土地动情地拥抱和缠绵。土地是多情的。雨,漫漶着,一往情深。我第一次站在这片神奇的土地上,心情和着雨丝的律动,不由怦然。我屏住呼吸,心想,这就是千年古窑、草原瓷都啦!此刻,远处的香山和更远处的盔甲山上,姹紫嫣粉的野杜鹃骤然怒放,魅惑而娇艳。我一脚踏在塞外千年古窑的遗址上,内心便潮涌着 A rain, lingering, and this dark land affectionately hugged and lingering. The land is passionate. Rain, Manzhuo, dedication. The first time I stood on this magical land, the mood and the rhythm of rain silk, could not help but suddenly. I hold my breath, I thought, this is the Millennium Kiln, Prairie porcelain it! At this moment, the distant mountains of incense and further armor mountains, wild purple azaleas suddenly in full bloom, charming and tender and beautiful. I step on the ruins of the ancient kiln outside the Great Wall, the heart will surge