平原的尽头是海,海的尽头是平原。互为尽头,互为相守的对象,在天地之间,在平原和大海之间。在潍北平原与大海之间,是一片又一片白茫茫的盐池。盐是这片土地的灵魂,流动着,凝固着,一粒盐种可以造就一座盐山,虎踞龙盘,傲视大地。白茫茫的,到处都是白茫茫的,在夏天,在秋天,在冬天,甚至在春天,土地白得像落满大雪的原野,无声地诉说着奇迹。 At the end of the plains is the sea, at the end of the plains. At the end of each other, each other object, between heaven and earth, between the plains and the sea. Between the Weibei Plains and the sea, there is a vast expanse of salt ponds. Salt is the soul of this land, flowing, freezing, a salt can create a salt mountain, Hu Ju plate, disdain for the earth. The vast expanse of white is full of white clouds. In the summer, in the autumn, in the winter, and even in the spring, the land is white like a field full of heavy snow and silently tells a miracle.