一不停地在呼伦贝尔与阿尔山之间挣扎,若非要做一个抉择,心里还是感到有些难为。呼伦贝尔,无论是写实派还是浪漫派都梦寐以求的心灵圣地,我曾在梦里一遍又一遍的幻造过它神秘古老的模样。我想亲眼一睹那草原的辽阔,看看那雪白的羊群和一望无际的绿色,走进蒙古包,尝尝美味的马奶酒……我想像奔腾的马群一样驰骋草原,想像翱翔的雄鹰一样盘旋长空,想像无拘的白云一样自由飘荡。躺在呼伦贝尔大草原圣洁的怀抱里,仰望深蓝的苍穹,追随轻盈的云彩,沐浴夏风的清凉,看如画的夕阳缓缓沉入地平线,那晚霞一定美得醉人!再静静地回忆那些遥远而美好的往事,关于记忆深处中的村庄,关于童年……阿尔山却是我一个不经意的承诺。那里始终有一个声音在召唤着我,令我日日夜 Hulun Buir and Aershan constantly struggling between, if you have to make a choice, I still feel a bit embarrassed. Hulun Buir, both spiritual and spiritual holy dreams both realist and romantic, I have dream in it again and again created the mysterious ancient mysterious appearance. I want to witness the vastness of the grassland, see the white flock and the endless green, go to the yurt and taste the delicious kumiss ... I imagine the galloping grasslands and the soaring eagles like galloping horses Circling the sky, imagine the free floating like a free cloud. Lying in the holy arms of Hulun Buir prairie, looking at the sky of dark blue, follow the light clouds, bathing summer cool, picturesque sunset slowly sinking into the horizon, the sunset must be beautiful and intoxicating! Then quietly memories of those Distant and beautiful past, about the village in the depths of memory, about childhood ... Aershan is a careless promise. There was always a voice there calling me and keeping me day and night