山就在那。石头卧在山坡,立在山顶都不丢山的脸山的余脉隐没于土地。土地不说话隔着千年的蔚然,一手拉着山北的麦浪,一手拉着山南的稻香炊烟升起,和山岚一样,都有淡淡的蓝春来,江水也有淡淡的蓝池塘里,那只来自深山的石蛙带着石头的柔软,舌头一卷,水面出落一朵莲另一片林子这一片林子。一棵棵白桦的身旁静静站 The mountain is there. Stone lying on the hillside, standing on the top of the hill are not lost mountain face buried hidden in the land. The land does not speak across the millennium of Ranran, one hand pulling the wheat in the mountains of northern Shaanxi, hand pulling the rice incense smoke rise, and Shanlan, have a touch of blue spring, the river also has a touch of blue pond, that only came from the mountains The stone frog with a soft stone, a roll of tongue, the surface of a lotus Lin another piece of woods. Standing beside a white birch stand