小车在格尔市到涩北的道路上疾驶,欢快的藏族锅庄舞曲透过车窗飞向远方,顿时感觉路边的野草、草丛中的野兔、草尖上的小鸟似乎跟着强劲的节奏跳起了优美的锅庄,还有远处的昆仑山,昆仑山巅千年不化的积雪,积雪顶上飘浮的云朵,云朵间翱翔的雄鹰,雄鹰头顶蔚蓝的天空,天空上悬挂的耀眼的太阳……一切的一切显得如此和谐、如此美好,我在座位上不由自主地跟着舞曲扭了起来。“看,好大的红柳。”一位同事指着窗外大声惊呼起来,顺着他手指的方向望过去,果然有一株株 Car in the city of Seoul to Sebei road running, joyful Tibetan Zhuang Zhuang dance through the windows and fly to the distance, suddenly feeling the roadside weeds, grass hare, grasshopper bird seems to follow a strong rhythm jump Played a beautiful pot village, as well as the distant Kunlun Mountains, the Kunlun Mountains thousands of years of snow, snow floating overhead clouds, soaring clouds of eagles, the eagle blue sky overhead, the sky hanging Dazzling sun ... everything seems so harmonious, so beautiful, I involuntarily in the seat with dance music twisted up. “See, big tamarisk. ” A colleague pointed out the window exclaimed aloud, looked down the direction of his finger, really had a strain