Facing the first ray of sunshine on the horizon, I rode up to the high hill and looked down at the gravel-strewn yellow Gobi Desert with no green shade. I prayed for it.
The overlook is full of large and small rocks, and further away is the desert.
It is a peaceful and uncontested place, and is home to simple people who have passed down their virtues from generation to generation.
Isolated from the world and with a harsh environment, this is where our Montai tribe thrives.
We call this place - Utopia.
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The old article has been relocated, so those who have seen it can pass by, sorry!
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