Beautiful scenery, strong fun, high cost performance
We looked far away on the hillside. The river rushed out of the Orhon Canyon to Sumu, and several people on the bank were fishing quietly, and several cattle and sheep were walking around, eating grass freely, and occasionally dark crows were flying overhead. This scene always recalls the Indian poet Tagore's poem in Giza Rahli: "Like a flock of homesick crane birds, flying day and night to their mountain nest; in my congregation of worship to you, let me all my life set off back to its permanent home."
Beautiful scenery, strong fun, high cost performance
We looked far away on the hillside. The river rushed out of the Orhon Canyon to Sumu, and several people on the bank were fishing quietly, and several cattle and sheep were walking around, eating grass freely, and occasionally dark crows were flying overhead. This scene always recalls the Indian poet Tagore's poem in Giza Rahli: "Like a flock of homesick crane birds, flying day and night to their mountain nest; in my congregation of worship to you, let me all my life set off back to its permanent home."