The driving speed of the off-road vehicle also reflects the roughness of the Mongolian people, whether it is on the road, on the gravel road, or on the vast prairie, it is driving at a speed of more than 100 miles, so that Mo Feng, who is sitting in the back seat, is also sighing.

Leaning against the car window, Mo Feng looked curiously at the grassland scene that he had longed for for many years, now that it is finally here, even if the depressed mood has become much better, Mo Feng believes that if he lives here, he will be able to forget everything and let go of everything, Mo Feng's melancholy face also slightly revealed a pleasant smile.

The dark green and endless grassland is simply the vast sky, and there are long-lived species on the grassland, cattle, sheep, pigs, all living happily, white yurts are scattered by the river, and from time to time there are mighty eagles overlooking the grassland, Mo Feng opened the car window, more intimate to feel the breath of the grassland, see the white clouds in the sky, this moment is so wonderful.

And just now Mo Feng saw a long river, but he couldn't see it clearly in the distance, and he didn't know what the river was.

I don't know when Qi Qige, who was sitting next to Mo Feng, suddenly sang like a bell, and it was so melodious and beautiful, which made Mo Feng smile more and more.

"The warm wind blows the spring to come, the sheep eat grass leisurely, how do you suddenly remember your smile, there are larks flying in the sky, horses are running wildly, I want your hug, do you know, your love is like a flame, it burns my heart, burns my pride, there is nowhere to escape, your love is like a flame, I suffer with acacia, the whole grassland floats, the taste of love"

Qiqige sang loudly but beautifully, Batu, who was sitting in front of him and driving, was writhing with the rhythm of this "Flame" and twisting his indescribable posture, and Tegel, who had been silent, actually sang along, and sang very well, so that Mo Feng couldn't help but sigh that the grassland is a good singer, he can sing when he is born, and he sings like this every day, and Mo Feng yearns for such a life, but Mo Feng can't sing these grassland songs, he can only quietly act as a listener, enjoying the scenery that leaves in an instant but stays in his heart, No matter what it is, it is beautiful, the wind is beautiful, the clouds are beautiful, the cattle and sheep are beautiful, the yurt is beautiful, and the singing voice floating in the distance is even more beautiful

Along the way, the three of them were singing, almost all of them were Mongolian songs, and there was even a Mongolian brother that Mo Feng couldn't understand, but Mo Feng didn't feel bored, but felt regretful that he didn't listen to Mongolian songs often before, Mongolian songs have beautiful melodies, and they are high, and they fluctuate very much, which can be remembered in people's minds, Mo Feng feels that he has come to the right place, maybe God has made him come to the right place.

After several hours of trekking, the buggy finally stopped in front of one of the many yurts in the steppe, and it was already afternoon, and the sun was high in the sky, but it seemed to be very close to the grassland.

Mo Feng got out of the car and the other three were all holding luggage, while Mo Feng was carrying a guitar and staring at the picture in front of him, the yurt that is not often seen on TV is now really seen, the white lace yurt is surrounded by a wooden fence, which has tools for feeding livestock, and there is feces or something, but the fence area is relatively large, and the yurt is in the deepest depth, and you need to walk a distance.

Maybe Mo Feng suffered from a slight depression, but when he came here, Mo Feng immediately felt half better, and unconsciously his heart was full of joy, even if he didn't exaggerate his hand dancing, but his smiling expression had already revealed Mo Feng's mood.

This year, Mo Feng has accumulated too much negative energy, and his body has been deeply poisoned, and he came to the original grassland, hoping to completely relax his mood, let his true self bloom here, let a primitive heart, feel the wind and the song fluttering, and let the original ecological eyes look at the clouds floating low above the head and the dancing horses.

Just when Mo Feng was silent about the things in front of him, a beautiful voice resounded in his ears, shaking his earlobes and even his eardrum slightly.

"Brother Mo Feng, how is it? My home is good, right? Your visit here will definitely make you feel a whole new world, and your unhappy emotions will completely disappear. ”

Qiqige ran to Mo Feng's side and said with a bright smile.

"Hehe, I believe in you, and I believe in this pristine world." Mo Feng looked at Qiqige, who lowered his head by half a head, and said with a smile on his face.

"Ah, this world, I am willing to die in your arms, let me die indifferently, feel your happy smile, ah, I am willing to die in your arms."

Mo Feng suddenly raised his head again, stretched out his arms, and sighed with a still expression.

Mo Feng's sudden sigh also made Qi Qige slightly stunned, but soon made the same movements and postures as Mo Feng, raised his head and shouted: "I am willing to die in your badness, let me die indifferently." ”

The two shouted like a poem, leaving the two rugged men with a look of shock, obviously their world did not understand such a plot.

After speaking, the two laughed tacitly, perhaps after such an exclamation, they swept away the thoughts in their hearts and sad thoughts.

At this time, a woman dressed in pure Mongolian clothes walked out, and when she saw Batu and Qiqige, the most brilliant and uncomplicated smile appeared on the woman's not old face, and she shouted excitedly: "Hu (son), Ohein (daughter)." ”

"Eji (Mom)" Batu and Kikige shouted excitedly at the same time, and then ran to the excited women and hugged each other one after another.

Seeing this situation, Mo Feng felt that this family was very happy, living in this dream-like place, it was so happy, even if Mo Feng couldn't understand what they said just now, but from the tone and voice, he could hear the love for each other.

At this time, Tengger glanced at Mo Feng meaningfully, and then took the lead in front of the three of them, and began to communicate with the women, who obviously liked Tengger very much, and patted Tengger's shoulder again and again.

Mo Feng, who was unconscious, was abandoned, and it was inevitable that he was a little embarrassed to stand in his position, so he turned around and looked at the white clouds that he could reach with a smile.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him, which made Mo Feng's smile even stronger.

"Brother Mo Feng, Brother Mo Feng, come here." Qiqige looked at Mo Feng, who was facing away from him, with a clear spring smile, and said loudly.

After Mo Feng heard this, he also had a chance to walk to the guardrail, so he immediately turned around and walked towards the four of them with a smile, ignoring Yu Tengger's black face and taking gentle steps.