塞北故乡的月儿圆又亮,草原的横笛声声牵断肠,看不清故乡的面貌,向北的怅惘,惟有云天渺渺和依稀的芳草牛羊,那一棵没有年轮的树总是那么茂盛地生长在女诗人的心头——一个蒙古族姑娘的乡愁。而这位“穆伦·席连勃”,正是一代女诗人席慕蓉,在她的身体里流淌的是察哈尔 The moonlight of the hometown of Saibei was bright and round. The sound of the grassland’s flute broke off the intestines, and the appearance of his hometown couldn’t be seen clearly. The northward battle was only the sky and the fragrant grass and sheep. The tree without annual rings was always It flourished in the heart of the poet--the homesickness of a Mongolian girl. And this “Mullen Shi Libo” is a generation of poet Shi Murong, who flowed in Chahar in her body.