去年国庆,去了向望已久的额济纳旗,胡杨林的美无以言表,移步换景,每个镜头都是一幅画。
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大漠深处,千年不倒千年不腐的胡杨林,处于怪树林中间,仿佛听到数千年前那死于不甘前的呐喊。仿佛刺向苍天的利剑,仿佛跳动着战斗的舞曲,千年不息。
去年国庆,去了向望已久的额济纳旗,胡杨林的美无以言表,移步换景,每个镜头都是一幅画。
大漠深处,千年不倒千年不腐的胡杨林,处于怪树林中间,仿佛听到数千年前那死于不甘前的呐喊。仿佛刺向苍天的利剑,仿佛跳动着战斗的舞曲,千年不息。
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