Is the middle of the night did not expect so many people on the train also, we are squeezed, but carrying a big bag of small volumes of wage earners, the last on the train. The hallway filled with cars, we finally find a place to stand most of them are sitting around the Uygur people.
Agawa in identifying the location of release packages, just to pack into a fairly dissatisfied with frame on up to our guys a few Uygur package Ye Xia, and good Agawa temper, and even explained that ask them to help out with a stroke, these people back to their seat. I have never seen such a scene, not aloud during the day in the streets to see the Uygur people still feel wonder, now Duoliaoyifen fear.
Beside me was a young Uighur couples, a woman lying on her legs curled beside her husband, head on the man's lap, asleep. The husband does not sleep, do not move, afraid he was awakened woman. No one would dare to disturb them in order to seat came up. They sat opposite a woman may go to work, with two children, the children crowded into a wide chair is not asleep, the child's father slept in the seat.
Compartment where the air foul, hot, dark side of the toilet, the door is not very good so that each person go in complaining. I stood under the dim light reading the newspaper. After all, there is no seat for the first time sat night traffic, this thought boil like a few hours to a day, and Who would have thought because of the day to run around, this time with the eyes can not help but go together. It upheld the two-hour stand no more and tried sitting on the floor, just in the middle seat toward that paved the sheet of newspaper, ready to sit down, Uygur men, immediately lodged a protest that does not divergent from the Agawa said he would pull me from the ground up, What he means by this is his place, and I sat in that would affect his rest, I do not want to argue with him, but also to stand aside. Kashi heart of this trip playing a snare drum, where the Uygur people are of the Han Chinese case? In our Yuehua Jian Uygur woman woke up and did not speak until the men to sit down and lay down again.
At this point I have lost more than half of sleep and continue to read the newspaper. Behind all of a sudden quarrel took place, was originally a women who work outside the home in Henan, sat between the two three-seated quarrel with a group of Uyghur guy up, Henan women is very pungent, argue, but that several Uighur man said as he hands-on, to drag her out, my side of the Uighur men are in the past to help his wife before he pulled his hands. For a time surrounded by many people, but we do not have a group of Uighur men dare not, have all tried to forget it and that women's Henan Province, they are farther away from the end the woman was persuaded to seek an alternative in people's locations. Carriages again quiet.
In order to maintain a sober, I would stretch around the eyes to observe everything. Uygur woman at the moment, sat up, posture, head scarf gracefully finishing softly with her what the man said with a smile. Her eyes looked down, the original children across the state of sleep, pleasant, small head, a crooked crooked one, and I do not by the amused laugh.
Another up to a lot of people in Kuqa, a few just Uygur men on board the bus for their women to go to a Uighur man who Zhanzhao seat sleeping. Previously only heard of Uygur people are very united, but only to a point really informative. I do not because of the side that will not let me Uygur man sitting on his feet before they hated him, and he is one night, his wife looked on with the legs do not sleep nor move, this is really considerate of his wife's rare.
Finally stay up dawn, the dining car began selling breakfast, in order to have a seat, and we go there to eat, eating eating almost going to sleep the past, this night is really the most difficult night trip. To eat breakfast in the sleeper car found a place to sit down and relax until stop acid on the legs, after the car into the Aksu made a lot of people, we finally had to find another seat in the hard-seat carriage. The remaining time seems much quicker.
After dawn, the scenery outside the window a desolation, a boundless Gobi head out for several hours will remain unchanged, more and more dry weather, tables and chairs on the car blew a thick layer of sand.
Around Uygur girl and her brother play while humming an unknown Uygur songs and looked at them I can not help but hear some trance. There is also a father and little boy sit with open eyes looked at Agawa much to eat peanuts, I take the opportunity to break his father's eyes closed, a few of his Shou Lise, he will not peel, almost with the shell swallow, I hastened to gesture, to teach him how to eat, while he can go it alone to deal with. I let him take over, he was sorry Paoyuan of.
Sitting across from the Uygur small group seems to be a farmer, the appearance of quite simple and honest Unfortunately, we are language barriers, communication up and very convenient, only the last station when the train pulls into Kashgar, I smiled and said: "You're home!" He seems to understand, and nodded his head and began to organize luggage.
Kashi, after nearly a full day of Britain waves, finally arrived.

By: eagle