听蒙古长调就像站在夏季辽阔无边的草原上,穹庐似野,青草波及心灵,羊群俨然天外使者,到人间布施福音……唱歌的人有福了,而倾听者的眼睛亮如星辰。听蒙古长调又犹如在静静长夜,风空空地掠过飘浮不定的牧村,瓦罐里的奶茶飘出浓郁的香气,这时候谁小心翼翼擦亮一根火柴,照亮了蒙古刀鞘 Listening to Mongolian long-term tune is like standing on the expanse grassland in summer. It is like a star in the sky, with its grass touching the soul. The flock is like an outsider messenger to the good news of the world. The blessed are those who sing, while the listeners’ eyes are bright like stars. Listen to Mongolia’s long-term and as if quietly in the night, the wind and the sky swept over the uncertain pastoral village, the jug of milk tea floated rich aroma, this time who carefully polished a match, lit up the Mongolia scabbard