The formation of horses guided the bus back to their home. On the road, bus and horse competed for speed. The young Mongolian lads flew along, unrestrained on their steeds, swift as the wind, their bold and heroic postures moving everyone to forget themselves and applaud. It seemed that those fleet horses were the embodiment of the unleashing of everyone's soul.
接著蒙古朋友以馬隊帶領人車回家，一路上車馬競速，蒙古少年恣意飛馳著快馬，疾如勁風，那豪邁的姿態，引的大家忘情叫好，似乎那縱身飛馬的就是每個人奔放心靈的化身。