Date: 10 Feb 1 - October 7 Itinerary: Wada - Minfeng - Korla - Turpan - Urumqi - Shanghai
I am a person to do things by halves, the end of the Travels can not be avoided. In fact, in my diary, the record of the past few days is still a lot of things, but it is very fragmented, so he simply compressed together.
1 in Khotan, we visited the workshops and Hotan jade silk workshops. Also for the first time to experience the desert in the initial atmosphere in the evening we went to the Minfeng, the driver Elias's grandparents house. Uygur people's hospitality is evident, the extended family, young and old 2, 30 with the dispatch, let a pedestrian everybody know what to do, dinner began, one after another dish, a hearty dish has a point, so that we are embarrassed. Iraqi family has only a small cute cats, and I only hit it very big cat is really very much.
2 out of Minfeng, we went across the Taklimakan Desert was one of Korla city, desert highway length of 522KM, Road, both sides are equipped with sand prevention facilities, said the cost per KM to 90,000 yuan, and every three years, we must updated once, really "Golden Road." Into the desert hinterland, across the road of protected areas, that is, a seat of dunes, endless, boundless. I was walking on sand dunes, sand is very thin, illuminated by the sun shining golden light. Walking barefoot, clearly feel the warmth of sand, forced the foot into the sand, but also find it very cool. Sun-drying hot sand Managing, and lower the sand is with the cold nights.
Near the end of the desert highway on both sides of a famous Hu poplar, must have water sources nearby, and fruit is not enough, a road that is the Tarim River has. It is the dry season, river is very narrow, the river is extremely muddy, the river on both sides of lush vegetation. Jiang has been a good-tempered drivers today, such as for the individual, difficult to reason over, not worth mentioning.
3, Rob people in the villages that we spent a nice day, according to "Handbook of Tibetan antelope" Xinjiang volume introduction, this village is an old village, sparsely populated area near the junction of the Tarim River and the desert areas, it is desolate. But let us surprise, starting from Korla, but a half-hour journey to the village and there were fees of any feelings of this place has completely become a tourist attraction, and a fun time we all feel dull. Near 11 o'clock, the park did not what the tourists, sitting in front of the sun is just a few a gray-bearded old quite interesting, one asked around and found an old man So this is what Rob, the middle one who actually has been 107 years old, and both sides of the old, respectively, 101 and 99 years old. Can be photographed pictures of the elderly, the price of 5 yuan RMB. Rob people live longer because they like to eat raw fish and the mood of being indifferent to it, and I do not stick with the twitter river fish is quite different from the character.
There are volunteer guides for us to do, we are happy in this only takes a 24-year-old, they clamored for an arm, Deputy old legs and old Mongolian girl into the village. After a cross-flow step in the trickling sluggishly Satoki River wooden bridge, you can see the tomb of the sun, and then in the past is a continuous mountain of sand. Little girl is competent to introduce it in place, stepping Satoki ancient river channel, the sun tomb why, goddess legend of the lake, from the sand slide down the hill to the whole person's happiness is very interesting. However, I have been most impressed or her strong environmental awareness and protection of Mother Earth's sincere advocate.
From large sand beams down, we have chosen to go by camel Goddess Lake, seven individual 300 yuan, the price can do. One person, one peak, we are head and tail Xiang Xian, as in the depths of the desert Quwang brigade. Sky blue, such as washing, there is no trace of vast clouds, the sun in the desert under the direct mapping with golden light, takes away people's eyes; the edge of the Tarim River Hu poplar leaves, or green, but here is a golden. Goddess of the lake there are large areas of reed, smoking hemp-colored spike, in the early autumn wind, gently sway; water clear bottoming out, groups of fish on the shore playing; Shaqiu Han people to the other side of the lake, and its gentle and beautiful, like a woman's body side. Tuodui total there are 12 camels like to rely on a reed leaves and refuses to eat before the trip, in the drive under the camel's urging, reluctantly onto a two-step, while filling the movement out of balance, let hump on the sudden a tense, uttered a voice to scream, attracting a string of fellow laughter, in the open wilderness where unbridled spread of a ring ring to swing into the depths of reed bundles ... ...
4, we left the library to the city of Turpan, via Bosten Lake, Bo lake water is very clear, you can see the bottom of the plants slowly swaying in the lake plagued the large number of reed, a group of a group of water birds from time to time off from the reed marshes in the sky, a pile of crispy bird. Think of school had knowledge of geography, the lake is the emergence of a large number of aquatic plants, lakes, the initial symptoms of aging, perhaps a few years later, Bo Wu will only exist in people's memory.
Near 6:10, we entered the Turpan area, first of all, we visited the Jiaohegucheng ruins, this ancient city's ruins have completely become a commercial tourist attraction. We are diffuse along the artificial line that paved the road years ago the bustling city, Canqiangduanbi, sparse gray soil. Do not want to complain about the quality of the Chinese people, but the face of wind and sand can not be carved on a stone of Chinese language, the dimension text such as "so and so this one Tour", how faint the hearts of people do not hurt?
Urban settings are complete, people not only residential, but also an official of the office, while the best preserved is the Buddha School, bell, drum-tower of the residual piles, the cornerstone of the main hall, with remnants of rich red shrines, Tallinn column li Support ... ... the last stands in the cliffs, sighing gently in the wind. Inadvertently passed for nearly two hours, time marched the pace of his everlasting softly Taguo each block in the wind shaking the bricks, the setting sun washed the blood of a camel spreading ballast, as the earth, the ancient city as a coating on the layer of red light, looked solemn, but even more bleak. Sunset can not make beauty stay a few minutes, soon, the horizon on the left streaks of brilliant Yunxia, the ancient city like Huiguangfanzhao patients, lifeless to spit the last Zhuoqi, reverted to being calm. Along the sidewalk, away from this culture for thousands of years before the last witness, day and dusk, bright crescent in the dark blue sky issued a cold light, sparse across the sparse shadow of the poplar.
5, we give the Turpan, but after the trip here, has deviated from the close nature of our ideas, and the thick of business means that close to the attractions of each issue is to do the smell of vomit, Hui can get rid of. Huoyanshan the drop-down people dressed in national costumes posed for what people do not know the girl; Grape Valley prohibiting the picking of grapes wooden and water loss in the wind dried grapes; Pakistan crude according to classic luxury mansion and built close to the The so-called Avanti's home as well as the Karez Museum of modern dance in America set design and sound and light technology as one of the granite buildings can be worthy to become Xinjiang's tourism Esu four Diamond. Turpan is completely destroyed by modern tourism is another area, do not remember who said these words, but I find it very logical.
From the Turpan-Urumqi city to the expressway into Xinjiang after the last paragraph, the road by now. Nearly 8,000 km of ring-chiang line with such a high-quality end of the road is still very freehand. In October the warm embrace of the sun, I quickly into the dream, do not know how long before, do not know when, it seems that a voice shouting at me "fast wake up, wake up fast," was quite dramatic I have awakened from a dream land, the wind whistled outside the window, roads on both sides of a huge windmill erected in the vast desert which I wonder if there are hundreds, tens of meters high, white wind poles several meters long giant fan driven by the wind to circle enclosure rotation, issued by splitting the sky in a heavy sigh, give a strong shock.
No. 6, Urumqi, we pack up, purchases native, it is worth mentioning is the "51 Night" very worth.
Whistling in the aircraft onto the clouds, 19 days of travel should missing to prevent and to our time, I recorded in the air, the final text. Xinjiang's beautiful waters, and human scenery is still hovering in my mind, but the desire to lie in their own bed, but a strong idea of any moment. Looking back on those days came flooding back, not really in Xinjiang did not know how much China, we are nearly 8,000-km journey over 10 days so that we fully aware of this, northern and southern Xinjiang is a different kind of style is more on the geography and culture across. Kana Si's elegant, quiet; Cypriot Satoki atmosphere, beautiful; 9 18 bend of the gentle, elegant; prairie vast, unrestrained; Tianshan "Daban," a thriller, a loss; Kashgar exotic; China abundant enthusiasm and determination; the desolate Taklimakan, and chill; Rob were not scattered villages, quiet ... ... ... ... everywhere will still be attacked from time to time with my heart.
Finally completed the main plot of "record", but his feeling was more deepened. Living in the city for too long, was surrounded by city for too long, people seem to like. Successful story inspired thousands of people, people judge the success of the size more and more consistent, completely forgotten the "varied and colorful," the plot, people in the mainstream and among individuals constantly anxious, constantly at a loss, and this the continuation of a longer process, we have a loss, confusion, the greater the degree of depth, one day we will forget the earthly self. Peer assessment of the travel, someone who I like a child, the word simple. Simple What does that mean? Think things through and not hierarchical? Different people can not be changed well before a then a face? To apply the old saying goes, I simply therefore I am. According to their way of life alive, to follow the principles of their own lives; care for and raise their elders, cherish, can become a friend of everyone, to treat the city we live, practical walked every step of their own lives, always for tomorrow, and life start smiling face. With these final words as a travelogue, as a reminder of their own, as in organizing the event KIM, HELEN, and participation in all activities, thanks to their counterparts who, as a patient and read these experiences thanks to all readers.
SUNZNG
Author: sunzng
