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我们带上干粮、睡袋、红牛、咖啡以及各种行囊直奔内蒙古锡林浩特附近的达里诺尔湖,想象着蔚蓝的天空中飘荡着白色的云彩,金黄的沙丘与无垠的牧草地高低呼应,肥壮的牛羊,踏着雪地,圆锥形的敖包像一位饱经风霜的老人,关注着大草原的过去、现在和将来。冻透了的冰面覆盖着积雪,无论是雪地驰骋、雪中拍片,或是雪景火锅FB、越野穿越雪山,都将是件从心底进发生机与活力的痛快事。那是一种与土地接壤的亲近感觉,往事如雪花漫天而降,化成执拗的回忆散落在路上,好像每个人都活在梦里似的……
We brought dry food, sleeping bags, Red Bull, coffee and a variety of luggage went straight to Dalinuoer Lake near Xilinhot in Inner Mongolia. Imagining the white clouds floating in the blue sky, the golden dunes echoes the boundless pastures, Cattle and sheep, marching in the snow, conical obo like a weather-beaten old man, watching the prairie past, present and future. Frozen ice covered with snow, whether it is snow ride, shooting in the snow, or snow pot FB, cross-country snow-capped mountains, will be from the bottom of the heart into the vitality and vigor of the pain. It was a feeling of intimacy with the land bordering on the land, and the memories of the past were falling like snowflakes, turning stubborn memories scattered on the road, as if everyone lived in a dream ...