年少的时候,在家中,父母都是用蒙文交谈。只能听懂几个单字的我,有时候会故意去捣乱,字正腔圆地向他们宣示:“请说国语。”母亲常常就会说:“好可惜!你五岁以前蒙古话说得多好!”一九八九年八月底,我在父亲的祝福之下,开始我的溯源之旅,从北京向蒙古高原前行。和我一起出发的还有好友王行恭,远在德国的父亲又特别请托了他的忘年之交,居 When young, at home, parents are talking in Mongolian. I can only understand a few words, sometimes deliberately going to trouble, the word is to declare: “Please speak Mandarin. ” Mother often will say: “It’s a pity! When you were five years old Mongolia Very good words! ”" By the end of August 1989, under the blessing of my father, I started my journey of originating from Beijing to the Mongolian Plateau. With me, my friend Wang Xinggong and my father far away from Germany also asked him to pay special attention to his year-end friendship.