Talking about relaxing on the grassland

1, the eagle pursues flying high under the cloudless blue sky in Wan Li; Cheetahs are chasing and running on the endless grassland; Fish seek to swim freely in the magnificent sea.

2. Am I traveling? Maybe it is. Without a bag and a purpose, I walked alone on the road, unable to see where I was going or remember where I had been. I just want to be a sheep forgotten by the shepherd boy on the grassland, and I can only feel groggy along the smell of grass and soil.

I like the quiet and clean buildings in Xining. I like the friendly and generous people here. I like the yogurt here. I like the mutton kebabs here. I like the color of Qinghai Lake. I like the beautiful Tibetan Zhuo Ma. I like milk tea cooked by Tibetans. I like a culture with faith. I like yaks and sheep grazing quietly on the grassland. I like cities surrounded by mountains. Goodbye, Xining, Qinghai. I will definitely come back and feel more and more beautiful Qinghai.

4. In the face of painful love, like a rhinoceros who only remembers the grassland, like a waterfowl who only remembers the lake, like a person who only thinks about heaven and hell, like an amputee who only thinks about how fast he once flew, forgetting is the only thing ordinary people can do.

There are white clouds floating in the sky, like flocks of little white sheep running on the boundless grassland.

6. I am a wild horse. How can you give me a grassland?