摘要
n the beginning of Winter, we drove along a zigzagging road across Ithe grassland of north Tibet. Music played incessantly from the vehicle while the extensive landscape stole our breath away. Above the black mountain range; golden clouds and the remaining starswere still hanging in the blue sky. Sporadic groups of antelopes, each consisting of about three to five antelopes, were rtmning beside the road.
In the beginning of winter,we drove along a zigzagging road across the grassland of north Tibet.Music played incessantly from the vehicle while the extensive landscape stole our breath away.Above the black mountain range,golden clouds and the remaining stars were still hanging in the blue sky.Sporadic groups of antelopes,each consisting of about three to five antelopes,were running beside the road.
