C717 Full Fire

Aunt Qing, we were gathered together, after looking at this photo, it felt pretty good.

The light was just right, and every one of us had a bright smile on our faces, like a happy family.

I praised this brother of the Ulan May and continued to play with him and the rest.

When the sun set over the horizon, a wisp of smoke rose from the prairie.

It was not the smoke from cooking on the prairie