Memory of Hu Yanglin and Hawthorn Tree (Ji Ji Ji in Inner Mongolia)
The sky was dark, and the lights were shining far away. A rabbit suddenly rushed on the road from the dark side of the road. The lights and the roar of the car frightened it and turned into the darkness of the roadside. Several euphratica are not far from the roadside. There is a mirror -like water pond and sea behind the tree shadow. Several dead trees are skewed into the water surface, motionless. Is there no fish and shrimp in this water? Maybe the fish and shrimp are hiding on the shore or the deep water out of the water … Is there a light light in the distance, is it a grassland wolf? Perhaps it was just that I couldn’t hear the screams of Yang Tianhaoyue. The friends around me were already asleep. I talked to the driver. It turned out that he was a locals. It looked really different. Drinking a large bowl, the red -faced red -faced man with a big mouth, the driver is an exception, a capable white guy. Our car is galloping. Occasionally, a car drove from the opposite side. The driver opened the CD and lowered the volume. Slowly, it was a musical prose “To the Oak”. The driver was slightly shy about me, and he was also a Wen Qing. He liked poetry, prose, essay and the like. He also liked to write something randomly. Although there were several articles, most of them loved them. The QQ space log is written, nothing, just hobbies. After a few years, I also wrote hundreds of thousands of words with mixed eight, but he said that he knew that he was low in level, and he was a hobby.
Chen Gong, don’t you noise?
It’s okay, it’s good.
You will talk! It’s okay, this road is familiar, running often …
The guy saw my worries and said softly. In fact, I often go out, knowing that Dasan drivers always have a little bit of hobbies, or chewing gum, or smoking, or chatting with colleagues …
I am fascinated in the soft music, oh! The recitation just now should be the voice of Hai Xia, the host of the famous show. When the car stopped, when I woke up, I had reached the entrance of a business hotel in Linhe District, Bayannaoer. The driver went through the temporary rest procedures. Magazine.
Linhe is located in the west of Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region, the north bank of the Yellow River, the southern foot of the Yin Mountain, the middle of the river, and the second largest river in China in the south-the Yellow River, hence the name “Linhe”. There is a long history and culture here. It turned out that the Hetao Plain refers to here. The boldness of not being called Huma Du Yin Mountain “is about this place.