Before the people arrived, the heart and, Gradán was already a snowy field; a group of people were surging with excitement, and reverie wandered in time...
As a veteran walker, a lone traveler who once wandered in the dense forests of the mountains and the thorns of the deep valleys; thinking about the magnificence of the grassland on the top of the mountain covered with snow, no matter how strong the hands pressed on the chest, it was impossible to calm the inner throbbing.
Gradán is not only a good name, not just a poem that people yearn for; Gradán, in my opinion, she is the source of the shepherd's love song, the secret place between the forests and the pasture on the top of the mountain in Lijiang; the station where the lone traveler stays on the staff; it is the poet who opens the soul pastoral space; yes, isn't Gradan the door to the wormhole that lurks in my inner planet!
【Wen Yu Wulong】
