The wind of the grassland blows softly and gently,

The sound of horses' hooves stirred up puffs of dust,

The lamb loves to nibble gracefully on the grass,

The shepherd boy sat in the field,

Looking happily into the distance,

He and his heaven and earth are this grassland,

And these cattle and sheep on the grassland.

The horse looked forward stealthily,

Looking at the sleeping shepherd boy,

The idea of sneaking arose

Looking up at the distant mountains and near the water,

It seems that the mountain peaks ahead are more enticing,

The aquatic plants there are more abundant.

The horses sped away stealthily,

ran to the hill in front of him,

The shepherd boy still hasn't woken up.

The lamb sneaked over,

Stick out your tongue and lick the shepherd boy's face,

Wagged his tail and walked away,

It seems that in this peculiar way,

Comforting the sleeping shepherd boy.

A breeze blows,

Coolness ensues,

The grass nodded gently,

Showing the back of a sheep with white flowers,

A lamb that is gnawing on grass,

Looking back in amazement,

It seems to welcome the arrival of a gentle breeze.

This is the wind unique to the steppe,

The wind blows a soft breeze that wakes people up.

The shepherd boy who woke up,

Rubbing his eyes,

Open your hazy eyes,

Looking at the white clouds in Tianjin,

It seems like fairies dancing happily.

The shepherd boy had never seen such a beautiful white cloud.

Look closely,

Forget yourself in nature,

Forgetting that he was a shepherd boy.

The lamb is still leisurely gnawing on the grass,

Looking up at the mountain love in the distance,

A few of the leaders ran forward at a rapid pace,

They were looking for places where aquatic plants were more lush.

When the shepherd boy's gaze moved from the white clouds to the hills,

Suddenly I saw a white horse sneaking out,

He looked up leisurely from the hill like a white cloud in the sky.

The scene of spring water between the mountains,

Flowing zigzag,

With the chirping of nature,

Mixed together,

And the sound of cows and sheep gnawing grass,

Mix it up,

played a wonderful horse-head love song.

the water of the Golmud River,

Melt from the depths of the snow-capped mountains,

Like a long serpent,

Across the desert,

The zigzag flow goes far away.

The desert glows golden in the sun,

Intertwined with the light green of the grassland,

And the white flock,

and galloping horses,

painted the most beautiful picture scroll between heaven and earth,

I think that must be the most beautiful blessing that nature has given to human beings.

Sunset

Naughty steed,

Cute lamb,

All trotting all the way,

He came to the shepherd boy.

One by one, they looked up,

Looking at the little shepherd boy in front of him,

The eyes are full of intimacy,

It seems to be the same as them,

The shepherd boy is also part of the flock,

Mu Tong is also a member of the galloping horse herd.

The wind of the grassland blows softly and gently,

The canopy of heaven retracted its last light,

The lambs burrowed into the fenced pasture.

Obediently lying on the ground licking his feet.

In the blue tent,

The shepherd boy is busy with his life and cooking,

curling smoke,

Out of the chimney of the tent came out,

Gently floated into the sky.

The wind of the steppe,

is gentle,

is also violent,

He is as silent as the flock, white and blemishless,

He galloped back and forth on the steppe like a galloping horse,

Woke up the shepherd boy,

Woke up this light green world.