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遥读天山广阔无垠,横亘千里,我以苍鹰的方式,与天山交谈。雪花的素手,给天山编织合体的衣衫,感觉雪里不再寒冷的意念。神圣的雪峰,挽留住白云悠悠的脚步,我多想以塔松的态度,在天山的腰间繁茂出一片葳蕤,任雪花洗去我一身的尘埃,任古老的驼铃在心海嘹亮,让雪花落我一身,照出自己的影子,不染一丝纤尘。不老的山风,总是以一种不屈不挠的姿势,狂放于群山每一个角落,把天山和弦弹奏得伟岸粗犷,吟唱着一首悲欢离合的歌谣。
Reading the Tianshan vast expanse, spans thousands of miles, I goshawk way to talk with Tianshan. Snowflake’s hand, Tianshan woven fit clothes, feeling no longer cold snow idea. Sacred Xuefeng, keep the white clouds leisurely pace, I would like to take the attitude of Tasson, in the Tianshan waist lush out of a lynx, any snow wash away my dust, as the old camels in the heart of the sea lightening, let Snow fell me, according to their own shadow, do not dye a trace of fiber dust. The old mountain breeze, always in an indomitable posture, wild in every corner of the mountains, the Tianshan mountain playing rough rugged, singing a song of joys and sorrows.