taken from the: www.gsei.com.cn
We are along the ancient Silk Road from Lanzhou to Dunhuang, along the way of the Qilian Mountains chasing endless run, nor how to start one at the end. Sa matter whether they worried about effort, but apart from Qilian Mountain is the Gobi desert, extremely monotonous scenery. Originally thought that the concept of desert is a pleasant Luo bells and golden sand Luan, who knows the so-called Gobi is also the board hard and rough, reddish barren land salinity. I did not expect a real enrichment to the Dunhuang desert landscape near the wall of a Circuit, has become something like the city park. Really wonderful呀!
Can you imagine into the park gate, from the majestic sand Doutou peaks do? Here is Tuodui and battery coach Qi Chi, geometric lines of sand-shaped peaks, the distant line against fire ants can be seen as more than a ruler to draw the imaginary point of Mida, straight straight up climbing, was originally walked embedded in the sand peak on the wooden ladder.
Sand boarding is said to peak later, sitting down a bamboo skateboard speeding, you can hear the ringing of sand up to 80 decibels. So here is called Mingsha.
A time when the evening, all of a sudden played a great wind, sand peak trek on camels to tourists who have bent over the hump on, but Feishazoushi it, they Yimei fluttering, suddenly people felt a bit Jianqi aspect. I stood before the sediment peak, between trance dizzy. It winds through the mountains of sand waves up pouring straight into the dim sky, day and sand oblivious same color, the moment I do not know standing up to see the Yellow River. Yellow River water, the sky, is the how of power. But now, as if the huge waves of the Yellow River rushes away into the heavens, I was shocked to get voted five bodies. I am chasing sand waves to climb sand mountain climbing a few steps then Qichuanruniu, coerced the sand the wind is clearly a great attempt to turn people coerced to go, if it is feet deep in the sand, is hard to imagine people in This wind comes up, without shelter stopped the geometric surface can not afford to go to Li Zhu.
Back to the hotel later, everyone bath after the pool is a thick layer of sand. We are experts in the middle of an old broken rostrum was surprised to be windblown sand, the other a young professor at the yellow sand climb to the summit photograph the sunset, but his camera lens embedded in the sand, unable to take back. Lan riding skateboards all going against sand sliding down those who have forgotten to listen to voice of Ming sand. Want to hear probably hear the sound of sand --- Ming-Ming wind in time to hear, at the moment, people can hear only the roar of the sand.
Author: dellren123
