我喜欢“蒙古”在蒙文里的本意——永恒的河。每天,即使花朵和星星都睡了,仍有一条河醒着,在无声无息地流淌,有时深沉如礁岩的剪影,有时澄澈似冰雪的月光,它叫历史,一条万古常新的历史河。博尔赫斯曾迎着初升的太阳,又一次大声地颂读了一遍卡莱尔写的一段话:世界历史是一部无限 I like the idea of ​​“Mongolia” in Mongolian - the eternal river. Every day, even though flowers and stars are asleep, there is still a river that is awake, flowing silently, sometimes deep as a silhouette of a reef, sometimes moonlighting like snow, called history, a historical river . Borges once welcomed the rising sun and once again read aloud the words Carlisle wrote: World history is an infinite