First arrived in Urumqi, the time difference is also not quite over, woke up early on, how could not sleep, simply open up the window, watching the scenery outside.
Oh, rain, behind the glass curtain Retention 1 Road, rain marks, a little beads of water still hanging and slowly flowing. Are empty of rain hit the window, the windowsill, the sound of Baba from time to time, sent a number of the crosses several elegant. Tonight Rain Xiang Pei, also a kind of lucky.
The window is also black with. Height of them are listed, the entire city was about to disappear before dawn on the kind of shady shrouded, hooded like to sleep like a child, still sleep, sleep is very peaceful. July 7 Mancheng lights, such as the Milky Way, a film, brilliant and joyous. That orange lights on the streets, after a night rain washed, and pearl-like bright, like a string of golden necklace, worn on the city's chest.
The occasional passing car on the street, the speed is not very fast, such as fear of awakening the people are still sleeping. With the rain, when the car passed, spilled water, thin voice, so quiet night emitting the slightest hint of sweetness. I suddenly feel that this city is very considerate. She knows you can not sleep, as Enron, do not tell you what, let you try it can not sleep. Sleep is really bad, it does not matter to you early and prepared a picture window so that you appreciate them.
Night gradually receded, green gradually take out. The sky bright, everybody in town is also bright green. Good lucky people here. In this remote barren northwest, one of the most easy to think of the desert and Gobi areas, one is surprised so many of the tree. Came here, the first impression is more than trees, although not as Nanjing, and that city is a lush, but it should be intensive than the average number of large cities. Walking in the avenue, if inadvertently, but also thought it was in the park. I envy there are so many trees, those in Xinjiang poplar, tall and straight forward, thick to grow into. I am reminded of the meaning of Urumqi ---- Mongolian beautiful ranch. By the way, this is the same as a city pasture. With these trees to accompany on what did not want to, the light thinking about the tree, but also very comfortable.
This city is higher than I imagined, to a number of delicate and elegant. Buildings are very clean, and the level of scattered and orderly, very square inch, like a housewife at home will be packed carefully organize the same flies. This makes my first arrive from the coast to people, how not to think that that is located northwest of the people, in the refurbishment of their homes on the bridge did not flowing to those people than the south is poor, or even slightly better.
The lights disappeared, the rain has stopped the city woke up. After the baptism of rain, but the scene is really much brighter, it's like the girl's braids, no matter how carefully combed, not as good as Bath were just as bright, revealing an attractive aura. After a rain, this city is full of vitality, like a spring rain after the crops to grow jointing. I think the development of Western China, such as this night rain, has sneaked into this city, who sneaked into every corner, will awaken long-silent land.
The city slept well last night, with rain washing, with the lights to accompany the defensive, must have a dream is also very fragrant. Despite the distant shadow of the mountain is still vague, dark places lying there, waiting to wake up, can the city has awakened, the sun rose up, will release more beautiful.
(August 11, 2000)

Author: wangzc