From Dunhuang, has been back for several days, has been thrown into confusion, but also to a serious illness, and now finally able to own the idea of a good Li-li. . . . . .
Home, met people who have asked me "Are you gone? You really a person to Dunhuang?" I told them my travel stories, to see if they Tiaomei, mouth, very surprised, said: "Really that way? "and then followed by asking:" there is what kind of place? fun do? a man not afraid of it? "
At first, know that I want to travel alone to my friends, are actually safely admire my back. Of course, everyone asked about my travel experience, have asked me whether there making a lot of pictures.
I am very excited to tell everyone my experience, you can see and learn things; come up with a good album order, plus the album along the way to buy, books, with them to explain each photo, picture card inside story. They nodded and turned over the book, pointing to the desert Sand Sea album on the lighting and murals, was surprised to say "wow! So beautiful scenery! Terrific mural!"
But the photo turned over, courtesy finished saying that everyone return to their world. They can really understand my frame of mind to understand I am talking about feelings? I sat there alone, photos, and album are also spread there, really, I'm not sure. . . . . .
From the junior high school for the first time in the autumn to see the "cultural Journey," are neither moved, saying that crying is not clear why the two. Since then in my heart will be stubborn, there are days that I must go Dunhuang "pilgrimage"! I am not the Buddha's disciples, but ordinary people. In my later days, I behaved more just way line to the most cities in China, and even many pilgrims dream I have been to Tibet, and journey through feelings, bit by bit so I feel like I was a tourist but countless tourist destination unknown passer-by, I moved, but not enough to let me cry. . . . . . This year, I really can not stop longing for the Dunhuang is their own long-standing heart, decided to act alone Sheung. . . . . .
No matter how technology developed, where a densely populated city to here, are very remote indeed. From Chengdu to Lanzhou and then transfer to Dunhuang, to me this would feel sick of the people, it is painful; just because I can think of several moments longer to reach my dream place, this feeling How can it be the language can be described as . I did a tour madman, this is the charm of Chinese history and culture, he argued to me a long-term result. Aircraft flying over snow-capped Qilian Mountains, just feel like a God, he knocked over a yellow pigment, a film, wheat yellow, yellowish brown, light yellow. . . . . . My heart beat De Haokuai, burst trance into the whirlpool of my slowly, slowly roll into a strange world. (Unfinished, be continued)
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