The tail of July is the prelude to August.
The Quaker's name for Sunday
I got up late that morning, because I packed my things and slept late the night before I left. After a quick wash and breakfast, I rushed to the airport. Fortunately, there was no traffic jam on Saturday morning, and I arrived smoothly.
Only after the four people met did they know that the plane was an hour late. Song and Gillian didn't have breakfast, so they went to fill their stomachs while the plane was late. On the way to dinner, the radio was also joking with us. One minute, the plane arrived on time, and the next minute, the time was uncertain. This makes us very nervous. So I went straight to the seat next to the boarding gate and waited. Bored, four people beat the glory of the king in the dark, and suddenly they heard the news that they could board the plane on the radio. At this point, Song had a stomachache and went to the toilet. Listen to our names on the radio and let's get on the plane quickly.
After boarding the plane, I opened the book of mountains and rivers in my schoolbag and began to look at the Mogao Grottoes. In fact, this is a last-minute cramming. There are always various reasons why I don't have time to see it. On the contrary, in the absence of any entertainment facilities on the plane, I, Song and Gillian watched with relish. After reading this "Mogao Grottoes", I think Mr. Yu's feelings for him are very rich. Looking at the murals, you can see such rich and delicate feelings. Then I watched Shame on Shanxi, because we are all from Shanxi, and we are naturally kind. We immediately opened it and took a look. It doesn't matter if you don't look. After reading it, I found that I was illiterate, had a little knowledge of the culture of my hometown, and began to fall into deep reflection.
During the flight, I passed through many sand dunes overlooking the ground and divided them into yellow blocks with different shapes, which was beautiful. As a result, I screamed with surprise all the way in the second half, like a child flying for the first time.
After arriving in Lanzhou, rent a car to Xining. Along the way, we all lamented that it was very similar to our hometown. The short and gentle hills and similar vegetation gave us the illusion of walking in our hometown.
It was past ten o'clock in the evening when I came to Xining. All the people were hungry and began to look for food. Want to taste the local characteristics, went to a food city with the largest number of people in line, called Ma Zhong Food City. From a distance, there are many kinds of snacks and many people. After I tasted it, I found that the mutton kebabs were terrible, and nothing else was so good. I only found a delicious and special one, called stuffing skin. The fermented skin in Xining is yellow and thick, and the pepper is very fragrant and delicious. When I went to Dunhuang, I found that the stuffed skin was actually the same as that of my hometown.
A sleepless night.
the next day
The next day, I set off for Qinghai Lake at noon. When we are near Qinghai Lake, we can already see a ray of blue, between cyan and deep blue, which makes people look very comfortable and quiet. So, when we saw the first villager waving, there was a sign at the intersection that said "to the lake", we turned in without hesitation. A local girl came to ask for money, but we didn't catch it clearly and asked again. As a result, the little girl ran away with a shy smile. Then a young man came to collect money. It should be that the little girl's Chinese is not very good and she can't understand us. I feel that the people here are so simple and have a good impression here.
When I arrived at the lake, I was excited when I saw many cars parked on the shore and people playing in tents. They immediately jumped out of the car and rushed to the lake. I walked over and found that the location here was not very good. I can only see a long and narrow Qinghai Lake, and the shore is also a grassy field, which is not easy to walk. I took a few pictures and found it ugly, not the scene in the previous raiders. Only then did we realize that we had gone the wrong way.
So turn around and go back to the official scenic spot. There are many rape fields on the road, golden and brilliant. I really want to go down and take pictures, but unfortunately we have to get to the main scenic spot.
When I arrived at the scenic spot, I lost my good mood when I saw the vast crowd. After buying the ticket, I took a sightseeing bus. Arriving at the lake, you can see a huge lake. But at this time, because of the light, the lake appears white and light blue, which is very shallow. Instead, it's not as quiet as the blue line I just saw. This kind of light blue and people shaking around make people more impetuous. It seems that the scenery in crowded places is not the best, but some sudden scenery makes people feel good. I think I can go to Erlangjian, because it is the main scenic spot. As a result, sightseeing bus pulled us to the exit again. You have to buy a boat ticket to Erlangjian and go by boat. It's no fun to watch so many people on Jiro sword in the distance.
So I drove to the Black Horse River.
When the sun was about to set, I saw a car parked on the road and someone was worshipping in the direction of the setting sun on the ground. This is very pious. I can't help but sigh that people with faith are really different. No matter what they are doing, they immediately stop what they are doing and bow down and pray. This is what unbelievers like me appreciate because I can't do it.
I wanted to get to Qinghai Lake to watch the sunset before sunset, but later I found that the sun was about to set, so I immediately decided to stop by the roadside to watch the sunset. The whole sunset process is particularly short. Standing quietly on the side of the road, surrounded by ruin, weeds and bushes grow at will. Staring at the sun, watching it fall a little bit, time froze at that moment, all the cars walking around were still, and all the friends around them were still. I am the only one watching the sun in the whole time and space, enjoying the short happiness. Suddenly, the cars passed by in turn, my friends were laughing and playing, and I came back.
So, we moved on and went to the Black Horse River.
After arriving at Heima River, check in and look for delicious food. I found a lot of mutton in this area, so I chose one to eat. Take out a big copper pot with mutton, potato chips, vermicelli and so on. People here love to eat Chili, which is very strange, because it is particularly dry here, and eating Chili every day is easy to get angry. Guo Kang mutton is no exception. There are peppers, but they look delicious. Anyway, let's eat them first I took a bite of mutton, which was very fragrant and spicy, just like the feeling of mutton skewers, but the meat was very big. Potato chips are crisp. The vermicelli is soft and glutinous. There are delicious foods everywhere. People who eat all over the world are so happy.
Stay in the cabin at night. I looked forward to the cabin before, and it looked like a fairy tale. But when I went in, I found it was very small. It was very cold here at night. There is no heating facilities in the engine room at all. I can only cover myself with a thick quilt, but my head feels like it is outside, and there is a cold wind blowing. What is also depressing is that people outside can hear voices when they walk in the corridor, because the boards are connected together and there is no sound insulation at all. It seems that many things that look good may just be appreciated from a distance and the experience is not good.
I slept until dawn because I was too tired to run all the way during the day.
? the third day
Get up at 5: 30 in the morning, get dressed and drive to the west of Qinghai Lake to watch the sunrise.
Everyone went to see the sunrise, which caused a traffic jam. Finally, I saw that the sun was about to rise. I had no choice but to stop the car and run past. The sun will rise before we reach the lake, and there are several circles of people around the lake. I found an angle where I could see the sun, and stood on tiptoe quietly waiting for the sun to appear. For the first time, I saw what the textbook once said, "A trace of fish-belly white appears on the horizon". The first time I saw the sun rising from the water, it was still very shocking. The sun rises slowly and several suns are reflected in the lake at the same time. With the sparkling ups and downs of the water, the red sun in the water seems to say good morning to me with a smile. The ducks in the water are not affected by the noisy crowd, but still float leisurely on the water, which is better than the wild cranes in the clouds. Before long, the sun has risen a lot. Let's go back to the hotel for breakfast and tidy up. Prepare to leave for Chaka Salt Lake.
Four foodies are together, and the first one is always eating. So once again, in order to eat, it was a little late when I finally went to Chaka Salt Lake. The weather became gloomy and it was going to rain.
Chaka Salt Lake is called "the mirror of the sky". But you can only see it if the light is just right. It happened that it rained when we went there. The sky is gray, the salt lake is gray, and there is no reflection at all. I specially wore a red skirt, and I wanted to have a concave shape. As a result, the cold wind blew all the way to increase the rain. Holding the mentality that everything can be seen when I come, I turned and left Dachaidan.
When I checked the Raiders before, I saw that this road was no man's land, so everyone was very excited and curious about what no man's land looked like. It's already dark on the road, so I can't see any scenery, but occasionally I can see small animals running around. Some people say it is a rabbit.
That night, I fell asleep again
The fourth day
Leave for Dunhuang in the morning. There is no man's land all the way. During the day, I found that no man's land is really beautiful. The sky is particularly blue, the clouds are very low, the hills and bushes in the distance, the wild camels walking occasionally, a quiet painting.
Arrive at the scheduled desert base before 7: 30 pm. Because I went late, there was no sand table and no sand skiing. When we climbed to the top of the desert, the sun was about to set, so it was very artistic to watch the sunset in the desert. A poem "Lonely smoke in the desert, the long river sets the yen" comes to mind.
In the evening, we had a hot pot barbecue at the camp, but we went too late and there was no room. The team leader asked that each table must be full of 10 people to deliver the pots, so many pots were not delivered. We moved all the pots on a table to other places, and finally robbed a rotten table, whose legs were all high and low. There was a table without a pot, so I merged a table with another group and robbed a pot. Without a stool, everyone can't wait to eat standing up. The food is delicious, there is no meat, but the hot pot is delicious. It is the most profound hot pot experience in my memory.
? Fifth day
Set out for Mogao Grottoes in the morning. With a particularly solemn mood, follow the long stream of people and head for the Mogao Grottoes. We didn't reserve a regular ticket, so we had to buy an emergency ticket. Emergency tickets can't watch two movies in the digital center, only four caves. There is also a video of the explanation, and there is no commentator to explain it. Many people are so noisy that they can't even hear the recording clearly. The whole process is to take a look at the crowd and be quickly squeezed away by the crowd. To tell you the truth, I don't understand it at all. So I didn't buy souvenirs after I came out, so I rushed to the bookstore to buy a picture book of Mogao Grottoes, and I planned to go home and study it.
Go to a restaurant with the highest public comment at noon. After eating it, I found that I couldn't trust all the comments. It's not as delicious as any restaurant in the street.
In the afternoon, I went to see Dunhuang directed by Wang Chaoge, which is a series similar to Pingyao. It condenses the historical stories of Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes involving more than two thousand years into twenty or thirty representative stories. People in history have come back to life, standing in front of us alive and telling us their stories. Looking at these lifelike people, I found that history is not a boring narrative in books, but a true and interesting story. It describes the scene of Taoist king and a group of porters delivering scriptures from Mogao grottoes. The director showed those classics in the image of flying and vividly described people's reluctance to send them away. Tian Fei wanted to fly away, everyone wanted to send it, but they couldn't bear to bring it back, going back and forth. Finally, Tian Fei flew away. In fact, it is a good wish of the director to describe the scene of Wang Daoshi and others' reluctance to Confucian classics in the whole play. Because in fact, in that turbulent era, those porters were farmers and most of them should be illiterate. Even the senior officials of the local government can't see the beauty of the classics, and they can't appreciate the preciousness of the classics. And the Taoist king, who is also a Taoist with no accomplishment, actually doesn't see the classics at all. Yu wrote that if the Englishman could cross back when he took away the scriptures, he would stop them and bring them back, but he didn't know where to hide them. At that time, the country was so turbulent and Beijing was so chaotic that no one in the government took care of these treasures. He really didn't know what to do with these scriptures, so he cried in that dark night. Seeing this piece, I was particularly sad. The country was in turmoil and the people were displaced. Even if we have glasses to identify those treasures, even if we have the courage to bravely confront the outside world, where can the scriptures be hidden? From the day I was discovered, I didn't know how to put that stormy soul.
After feeling the heavy history, like all tourists, we went to the crescent spring in Mingsha Mountain to join in the fun. After all, it is better to visit the famous scenic spots in Dunhuang.
First, I went to see the Crescent Moon Spring. It's really amazing. In the case of desert all around, a crescent-shaped green spring water flows quietly there. But there were many tourists and many people were taking pictures, so we climbed Mingsha Mountain directly.
The desert looks short, but it's very tiring to climb up, because the sand will slide down, and it's hard to take a step back and walk. With great difficulty, I finally climbed a hill and sat down to have a rest.
At night, many people have gone down the mountain, and we still stay there. As soon as several people got together, they decided to climb the higher mountain ahead. In fact, the mountains in the desert don't look high, but some of them are very sharp and feel like they have been cut by a knife. In fact, they should be masterpieces of the wind. At eleven o'clock in the evening, there was no one around, only a few of us, the waning moon in the sky and a few scattered stars. Lying in the desert, blowing the wind, looking at the stars and the moon in the sky, remembering how difficult and helpless people walked on the Silk Road, how many stories, how many laughter, how many tears, how many joys and sorrows were buried under these sands. That night, we were travelers in the desert, strangers in strange cities, wandering between heaven and earth in Dai Yue. That night, I thought a lot about the past, the present and the future. I really want to stay in that desert night.
sixth day
The day is basically spent on the road. At six o'clock in the afternoon, I finally arrived at Zhangye Danxia Geopark. I missed the sun that day and it was cloudy, so it was not colorful, but it was still beautiful. Danxia landform is very strange, and a rock presents many colors, lamenting the wonder of nature.
Seventh day
Drive to Zhuo'er Mountain, a scenic spot in Qilian Mountain. This road is so beautiful that people want to stop and enjoy it quietly. A golden rape flower, a lux unknown flower, one after another, flowers of various colors one after another, colorful, competing with each other.
Many people stopped by the roadside to take pictures, but we only stopped once, thinking that the road is so beautiful, and the scenic spots are not more beautiful.
After arriving at the scenic spot, it proved that our guess was correct. It is worthy of being called "Little Switzerland in the East". The vegetation is particularly dense, and the houses are located in those vegetation, blending with nature and forming a harmonious pastoral picture.
This trip caught up with the rainy season, but it didn't catch up with the sun on Mount Zall, and it was raining, as if it would rain everywhere we went this time.
Eighth day
Return trip.
Along the way, we joked that this is a cultural journey, mainly "bitter".
As Gillian said, no matter how much regret we had during our trip, we didn't see the most beautiful mirror of the sky and didn't go to the most beautiful west of Qinghai Lake. The Mogao Grottoes only entered four holes. One day, at some point in the future, we will definitely miss this time, our memories of youth.
—— Written on 7.29-8.6,2017.