Shadow of the half-line tour of Xinjiang in mind - opening (1)
August 2002 Xinjiang's long-planned trip has finally begun. When told there are 20 days of vacation, the cerebral cortex immediately after the burst of excitement into the scan numb state, I am going wrong? At this time the mare's milk dark childhood memories particularly grapes, blue Tianchi, beautiful little Guli a hop out.
At the time I was a teenager and teenagers, children, father put me to put on a business trip to Xinjiang, and it's all enchanted me. Urchin was not aware of too many things in life, there is no amount of interdependence, the sky blue transparent, just leave all of a sudden there are a number of parting, really hard to explain the feeling at that time. Also in Xinjiang, that after a trip, my heart began to stretch into the distance. 10 years later, gone through a number of places, experienced many vicissitudes, but also loved cried the. You again all in Xinjiang have changed, attitudes changed, the life of sentiment and attitude changed.
After more than two months to collect tourist information, purchase of travel necessities, in-line call go the same Mix, When everything is ready to complete after the first day of August, I sat in one of the westbound train. Do not know what is waiting for me from afar, but did not know about the Mix network look like it? Here it is necessary some of my Mix.
Frequent phone contact is a veteran Laolv, we dwell on the phone quite well, many ideas we have similarly, in my mind that she has given birth to a lot of goodwill; the other one was a Chengdu Meimei - Swing , the phone listening to her voice I felt in Chengdu's leisure and Yong Lan, and later that is, the sleepy eyes Weizheng swing and I come from the north with the south in Xinjiang has experienced a lot of memorable things. There is also a hot temper, it is the older brother of catfish in the northern deeply felt when his big voice and the River's straight temper.
Bumps on the train for four days, I and Mix who meet in in Urumqi. Ready to get up early the next day was busy then chartered tour began in northern Xinjiang. In a hotel, we look at the map when she was not to make Laolv Bayinbuluke prairie, because I heard that now there is no swan, but I must go, and in August there should be swans. In other words, after northern line we have to embark on their journey, catfish and later Yuhe northern tour only, but the swing with me in the wandering of the peers, or with Laolv to come along.
We all get along with the original live happily, but slowly as the continuation of the journey, contradictions began to emerge, and even have quarrels. I do not want to write down these unpleasant, just a few days to make five different people living environment of mutual harmony, Now that I think is really impossible, to everyone's savoir-faire of the different ideas deviation, as well as the network deceptive , a traveler should not have any selfishness, suspicion, so that I could not believe my initial feelings. Fortunately, that these discordant did not disturb my open heart, these are just traveling episode, which allow me to rethink a lot of problems.
I began to look at the attitude of a monk's travel, why should we go the distance to travel? Is it in order to escape from the reality of the many helpless to escape the mundane side of the laity do? I would like to go on the road each one has its own remote, that the place did not name, where the most beautiful scenery, the most honest people, where we can release the most real self. But that is the distance, to go further away we are, after all, to come back, or to return to a world of their own lives before we can look forward to the next long journey. Dependent on the distance people are pessimistic, while the wise to understand all.
Northern trip, leaving the team Sister Laolv continue to walk in the northern, swing, and I decided to perfect mountain climbing, in Karamay us and catfish have Yuhe shook hands, we live a few days a little bit reluctant to part with. To say goodbye, I choked throat a while, when they just do not know their Sheung can not imagine, in the passenger terminal and other to Sailimuhu shuttle, I sat in silence, and swing has been silent.
Northern line I'll order out to bid farewell to the current line is the real beginning of Xinjiang.
Author: summertiti1977
