As the early summer sun, in the Zonda's call, our "green event Satoki trip" to the western line of 13 people set foot on the distance to the Sailimu Lake.
Zonda Recently, some crazy, used to play at night 3,4 points, and then go home Internet access and a group of online friends of some far-fetched thing. Since he was going to enjoy the beauty of nature, that he has some intellectual leaps and bounds of progress, without Hwang's pointing, and we also sake of him.
Strange hot weather. In Urumqi, hot days so that everyone is like a big wok ants crawling along the rampant bounce in the pot.
People in the city have become restless, why not go take a look at the Kazakh steppes, or the Mongols rode Pentium or their girl catch it?
With the West to chase the sun, facing the heat of summer heat, we are able to drive on the highway ukwi Natiao surprisingly flat.
Last night, I sleep again, and before 8 am confused for a while. To 1:00, Zonda phone call angrily scolded me, a quick not to work? We have to leave. So I rushed to open car, connected to a small waist and smiled wawa, camel, came to Kan-mei maneuvering the door, the group of players have jumped in the bounce of the disorder.
The players are on that invisible "front" know each other, everyone is different, and the advantages and problems concurrently.
Group of people where "bad guys" are mostly bad a high standard. The "good guys" are too low. Shows people the world has become completely unpredictable. "Bad guys" more, "good guys" will be like a dinosaur like wonder, you have only to 5 million years ago, the Gobi KALAMELY up wasteland in search of their footprints.
Roads are straight, the human mind is the twists and turns.
256 kilometers of the road, we only take more than two hours. My car go slowly, fell behind. To the Kuitun, I again had nothing to lose. Zonda blushing angrily said, look, you Shoko dumped again.
Is a slightly better road conditions in front of poor roads, crowded, unlike the highway as arbitrary. People in straight walking in the streets, with a total wrestling can not somersault, and only in the crowded road will suddenly find themselves left to right Chong difficulties. As Uighur proverb says, "walking on flat grassland, will slip."
Zonda heart good, but there are "tweaks" are. You chat with him, he would never argue you, but he would not be attached to your Yong. In his own case of a bad mood, is always "Oh," and smiling.
Hey, your tenderness I'll never understand.
The Wusu meal, in what is a very stingy boss Hui, 13 individuals wanted noodles, the amount of pitiful, whoami not eaten a plate full, and then to be, not to the people.
Boss gave us cooking time for us to guess a riddle: man and woman to sing What's the difference? We all guess, and so she opened, and was actually Professor Hwang taught. The answer lies in a man clenched the microphone to sing, while the woman does not hold.
Western Paradise blew a gust of wind.
That yellow sand-filled sections make our speed dropped down a small gravel hit the body and vehicle glass, sky flying. Dragon hovering like a yellow sand on the highway. Juji on the road, man-huang in the car. Several girls had never married the same showing as the curious. Ah no wonder that the city's tall buildings Dangzhe sand desert, there is no shelter on the Gobi.
Came to the desert, you will show your real. In the cities, everything is hypocritical.
A small waist, I would like to stop-go on the prairie, where there is water, there is grass; also like the Gobi desert, although there are no live creatures, but that is a manifestation of human exhaustive.
Dian Ma lost its former warmth and intelligence of the rational, Ba Jiaoshen into the throttle straight into the distance.
Rain in the next, and the wind blowing. Desert rain like dew drops in the grass who thirst. I went through this section of track several times, never seen rain here. However, rain is only superficial, and suddenly disappeared.
Rain penetration of the thin sand. Soon, the grass will be green.
Jinghe Mongolians live in a place, Borneo Connoue Hill suffused with blue gray, distant mountains, there is not of the snow for years, like a silver chain, hung on the half sky.
Mongols in ancient times by water plants in here, animal husbandry and Pegasus, Tianshan their neighbors, grasslands is their home, the sky is have been, to a kang, the sun and the moon and they spend with their ......
Sun hanging in Section guqin Mountain, covered with shiny red sunset the plot of prairie grass, the two never left the city the city girl, staring at the roadside that carrying out of straw from the steppes of Mongolia girl, then little girl's face is a rounded, red flutter, the most significant outstanding Mongoloids.
Never seen it? In the cities, you just can not see, and only out of the city, came to the yellow sand, desert, grassland, you can find see the beautiful nature.
Mountain and Sunset seamless, red day, Dai mountain, ash cloud, and our motley group of people and so on.
Bortala is the Mongolian "silver grass." We walked into the twilight of sunset in this piece of Mongolian prairie town.
Feasting, high-rises .....
Bustling cities are the same dirty.
Escaped from a city, why should I enter another city?
Silver grassland, colorful crowd.
Hid in the green high-rise trip members also sit on the city side playing the game that can never be tireless.
Author: kalakashi
