六盘山把脚伸进凉快的泾河水知秋的大雁就准备南行了天高依然云淡年年,那思恋的翅翼总是在飞这里有过寻觅也有过骄傲不然,西风怎会如期来临粗犷的手摸抚挂满山野的牧羊人的“回族花儿” 和燃得更红的一蓬蓬野枣丛这一盘一盘山路石磨出的新鲜岁月不声不响在开拓者的笑意里蔓延不然,大雁届时啄起西部温暖的梦让征尘封不住的缠人历史在南方也飞起各种各样好看的风景 Liupanshan feet into the cool water of the Jing River know the geese ready to travel south of the sky is still clear, that the wing of love is always flying here have been looking for pride, otherwise, the westerly wind will come as scheduled Rough hands rubbing the mountains covered the shepherd “Huihuahua ” and the burning reddish Penguin jujube plexus a plate of this mountain road stone grind fresh years quietly in the pioneer Spread of the smile or not, the geese then peck West warm dream let dust can not be enveloped in the history of the world also fly in a variety of good-looking landscape