"The moon on the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar rises into the sky
Why is there no cloud nearby
I'm waiting for the beautiful girl
Why haven't you come yet... "
The light snow in the morning has already dissipated under the afternoon sun.
Although it is not yet time for cotton padded jacket and vest in the morning, spring has actually arrived.
In the evening, in front of the bonfire outside the yurt, the melodious singing of the feet in the spirit of governing the country was floating on the open grassland.
The dance of the Kazakh girls invited by the secretary made Li Yuan's family intoxicated with the western customs.
Li Yuan pokes at the fire with a piece of dead wood and looks at his son