这里正如歌里所唱,蓝蓝的天上白云飘。一望无际的草原如同绿色的海洋,绿波随山势起伏,矫健的骏马在这绿色的海洋中自由自在地游动。一声鹰的长啸划过群山,激起长久的回声。这里是塔城,一个有着油画般风景的地方;这里是塔尔巴哈台山,一个注定会被写入塔城历史的地方。 Here is singing as the song, the blue sky floating in the clouds. The endless prairie is like the green sea. The green waves fluctuate with the ups and downs, and the steep horse freely swims in the green sea. An eagle’s shouts across the mountains, aroused long-term echo. Here is Tacheng, a landscape with oil painting; here is Taal Ba Ta Taishan, a place destined to be written into the history of Tacheng.