早在1960年,当我第一次踏上这片神奇的土地时,我便陶醉在她的怀抱中。不论在茫茫戈壁滩,还是在昆仑山的冰川中;不论在严寒的藏北草原,还是在雅鲁藏布江流域温润的原始森林中;不论是步行,还是骑马,条件再艰苦,我都带着画箱,在工作之余,作画不辍。 七月,是藏北草原的春天,镶嵌在大草原上的湖泊,像一片片美丽的明镜,闪闪发亮,绿地毯般的草地上,点缀着朵朵不知名的小红花和小黄花,成群的刚出壳 As early as 1960, when I first set foot on this magical land, I revel in her embrace. Whether in the vast Gobi desert, or in the glaciers of the Kunlun Mountains; both in the cold of the northern grassland, or in the Brahmaputra warm moist forests; whether walking, or riding, the conditions and then hard, I have a box, In his spare time, painting stop. July is the spring of the northern Tibetan grassland. The lakes are set in the prairie. Like a piece of beautiful mirror, shiny and green carpet, the grass is dotted with blossoming little red flowers and small yellow flowers, Herding just out of shell