滚滚黄沙,也纵目无际中发着别样的光彩,展示着天地间一种别样的存在,响彻着梦畔的回旋,在萦绕心扉间,一切的故事都抒写的那样壮阔凄婉。于是才有了大漠孤烟直是苍凉,长河落日圆的余晖。夕阳西照,折射的光彩却是那样的让人回眸吟唱,在纵目远眺的刹那,似乎一切定格为一种久远的印记,永恒的存在。沙粒间似乎躺着梦怀的绝叹,那是千年流转 Billowing yellow sand, but also immerse themselves in a different kind of luster, showing a different kind of existence between heaven and earth, revolving around the dream of the maneuver, in the heart, all the stories are described as magnificent sad. So there is the desert solitary smoke straight desolation, the long river sunset yen. Western sunset, refraction of the glory is so kind of people look back at the moment, in the moment overlooking the distance, it seems that all freeze-frame as a long mark, the eternal existence. Grit seems to lie lying between the dream never sleep, it is the millennium flow