荒草凄凄,白云茫茫,草原一片悲凉景象。风,掠过荒原,跨跃河套,山地上出现一只狼。寒风吹动着它那灰白色的长毛,它张着血红的嘴,注视着月亮升起的地方。踏在皑皑白雪中,不时向天仰望,它是一只离群的孤狼。天暗了下来,一轮明月在天空荡漾。又是一个月圆夜!把草原照得如同白昼般明亮。它在雪中漫步,不知不觉就是一个晚上。 Wild grassland, white clouds, grassland, a sad picture. The wind passed the wilderness and crossed the river, and a wolf appeared on the mountain. The cold wind blew on its gray long hair, its bloody mouth, and watched where the moon rose. Stepping in the white snow, looking up to heaven from time to time, it is a solitary wolf. The sky was dark, and a bright moon rose in the sky. It is a full moon night! The prairie shines like a bright day. It walks in the snow and it is an evening without knowing it.