那年夏天,我急切盼望着来到那梦中去过无数次的地方——锡林郭勒大草原,却因为一段颠簸艰险的道路而阻住了脚步。我失望而归,脸扭向窗边,不作一声。远方,绿草四处蔓延,在地平线处消失,仿佛盖满了大地的另一面。久久凝视那些起伏不平的小丘,如同被卷入了绿色的海洋,在浪花温柔的追逐下游向远方。那雪一样白,云一样轻盈,棉花一样松 That summer, I was eagerly looking forward to the countless places that I had been to that dream - the Xilinguole prairie - but I was stopped by a rough, bumpy road. I am disappointed, my face twisted to the window, do not make a cry. The distance, green grass spread everywhere, disappeared in the horizon, as if covered with the other side of the earth. Long time staring at the ups and downs of the hills, as being involved in the green ocean, in the gentle pursuit of waves downstream. It is as white as snow, as light as cloud, loose as cotton