“总想看看你的笑脸,总想听听你的声音,总想住住你的毡房,总想举起你的酒杯……”当我坐在宽敞明亮的办公室内,抬头远眺绿意葱茏的岭南大地时,耳畔总是回想起《我和草原有个约定》这首歌,思绪一下子飞回曾经战斗过的那片难忘的土地——内蒙古八千里边防。我把最美好的年华献给了那片土地,如今那些茫茫的戈壁、无言的界碑,还有那些熟悉但又有些模糊的面孔,不停地在脑际划过,成为了我不忍忘却的记忆景观。发现草原的美,吟诵它的辽阔壮丽的属文人墨客。而常年驻守在这里的边防官兵却有着不同的感受。当年,我作为宣传干事,先后多次走遍了内蒙古八千里边防的山山水 Always want to see your smile, always want to hear your voice, always wanted to live in your yurt, always want to lift your glass ... “When I sit in a bright and spacious office, looked up Green verdant Lingnan land, the ear always recalls ”I have a contract with the prairie" song, thoughts suddenly fly back to the piece of land that has been fought - Inner Mongolia Baqianli border. I gave the best of the land to the land, and now those vast Gobi, speechless boundary tablets, but also those familiar but some vague faces, kept in the brain across, as I can not bear to forget the memory landscape. Discover the beauty of the prairie, recite its vast and magnificent man of letters. The border officers and soldiers stationed here all year long have different feelings. That year, I, as a propaganda officer, has traveled many times in Inner Mongolia eight thousand miles of mountain landscape