草原上行，沙海里走。每年为税，转遍了收家的毡房和抄沟。风吹雨打，当儿戏。只是那一冷嘲热讽听了，让人真难受。一路走一路收一本本税票，溶进了我们多少情感；一元元人民币，就是我们宣传教育的一丰收。当今天，看到一个个牧民，主动来到地税所边交税还边补充说：到秋后卖 Grassland up, walk in the sand. Every year for the tax, transferred to the collection of yurt and copy ditch. Wind and rain, when children play. Just that cynicism, people really uncomfortable. Walking all the way to receive a copy of this tax stamp, how much into the emotional into us; one yuan, that is, a good harvest of our education. When today, saw a herdsmen, came to the local tax office to pay taxes also added: to sell after the fall