The white poplar is no ordinary tree. Letme sing its praises. When you travel by car through NorthwestChina’s boundless plateau, all you see before youis something like a huge yellow-and-green feltblanket. Yellow is ...The white poplar is no ordinary tree. Letme sing its praises. When you travel by car through NorthwestChina’s boundless plateau, all you see before youis something like a huge yellow-and-green feltblanket. Yellow is the soil—the uncultivated vir-gin soil. It is the outer covering of the loessplateau accumulated by Mother Nature severalhundred thousand years ago. Green are thewheat fields signifying man’s triumph overnature. They become a sea of rolling展开更多
文摘The white poplar is no ordinary tree. Letme sing its praises. When you travel by car through NorthwestChina’s boundless plateau, all you see before youis something like a huge yellow-and-green feltblanket. Yellow is the soil—the uncultivated vir-gin soil. It is the outer covering of the loessplateau accumulated by Mother Nature severalhundred thousand years ago. Green are thewheat fields signifying man’s triumph overnature. They become a sea of rolling
