Said to be another day, this can drag on for months, the twinkling of an eye is the New Year, I can not leave this matter until next year, therefore, is followed by a running account of my bar end in mind. Only a few months of city life, recalls that 10 to-day travel, Huangruogeshi.

Settle down in the hotel, they hastened out cruise. And her husband to dress like a short red jacket, hung out, like Mao Mao's sports pants, hands, carrying the same sort of a small plastic vacuum cups, glass bubbles with specialties in Dunhuang, Gansu bought three bulbs Taiwan's totally refreshing very moisture. We are far away from home an oasis in the city tens of thousands of wandering, Youzaiyouzai, aimlessly feels like in their village a normal idle day.

Within walking distance walk to the station, bought a ticket to Turpan. There's nothing left to do to commemorate it is very land in the railway station, "Hami" big tab, left a shadow, but fortunately, there are snow-capped Tianshan Mountains as the background, otherwise, is really like a kid in Tiananmen Square, where the county seat studio background paintings, we have control is called the false King. (Washed out and there were no pictures of Tianshan Mountains, only a blue background innocently, two versions of the Wei-han, "Hami" the word that disheveled Shagu photo single-handedly carrying a bottle of yellow do not waste water, tea, It is soil at home.)

Chuichuidada far to hear the voice, like the suona music. Xunsheng away, was originally a mall demolition, is engaging in Big Bargain. Happy shopping malls Uygur elderly people sitting on the second floor of the platform, playing tambourines, pop-up of both Delta and blowing like a musical instrument like the suona, (has not been able to verify that the name of the instrument.) Will play a high-pitched bright song, it looks a bit Uighur-style vibrato, which thus appears to be very festive atmosphere. A lot of people are Mother came, potential buyers of the potential buyers, not potential buyers, a look at a bustling. From then on I was your mind and he wanted to buy a tambourine to take home.

Back to the hotel too early to say when people still have no appetite, that is mentioned earlier that two cantaloupe when the dinner, engaged reverse gear will be sleeping. The next day sleeping in a Lanjue revitalized the spirit, sat 9:30 am train to Turpan, the train traveling west along the northern foot of Tianshan, the window is a rolling snow-capped mountains, which piece of the oasis, because of the Tianshan tutelage watering, was able to extend their richness prosperous. Although pukuai, from the Turpan Hami but there is only a stopover point - Shanshan, one of the ancient Western Regions 36 and also passing Journey to the West in the Tang Seng apprenticeship places, is said to authentic cantaloupe actually produced there , the two therefore also played some controversy.

Diagonally across from the Uygur sitting a cute little boy, white skin, big dark eyes, blue-gray eyes out, exquisite exquisite little nose, Alice eyelashes, full of faces, saying that the United States if the angel bar, than an angel to be a lively a hundred times. He was in front, North Korea, I blink blink eyes, looked at me curiously of travelers dressed in red, I smiled shyly. Ah - I love this child, not wait for him abducted, with home and let him do the children in my life. I took out some candy to him, he laughed at me even more Huan, and the child's parents laughed at me. A while, he went to wash their hands when passing by my side, with the lamb like a rub rub on me, but never received my sugar. I speak to him, apparently he did not understand I said, there is a little bit of regret, but the child's smile has become the best of my visit Veronika scenery, stored in memory.

Uygur pretty girl, the handsome guy rumble Uygur spoke their language, I did not understand, but it can feel their joy. A shorter people of the Uygur young man, an appearance of ancient Greeks, who pull him across the pretty girl's hand, sang a very nice song, a bit like the kind of Indian movie melody. Hear that he was to declare to him what is, or to please her. In short girl heard that some shy, but also very happy. I remember this melody, after searching through the Turpan and Urumqi, audio and video stores, but did not find such a Utako. Audio and video store for sale are mostly pop music, and the mainland to sell the city, are no different.

Said that the two neighboring cities, but is a 500 km journey, 6 hours later, arrived in Turpan. From Turpan railway station to the city is still some distance (about 50 km), car park, there are many taxis waiting, the order is not looking very good, but in general people are not slaughter. Chartered about 70-80 yuan, you can buy a seat, a 20 yuan, but the drivers generally want to cobble together a four-person walk, to be around the last two laps, the money is not easy, but also can be considerate.

We bought seats, and a fellow soldier, he was a friendly greeting Xiao teachers to smoke, we just have to talk together, we are faced with a young couple waiting for a train Uygur, so soldiers get off to let them sit. With the pregnant young woman could see, but not very obvious that love and care for her young man, Jinjinzhangzhang, and fear of what little room for error. The way to Turpan city is actually very smooth, but only two lanes, but cars are much faster to open, is said to have overturned a few days before the accident. More intense young man, and from time to time with the Avanti-style exhortations Mandarin Han Chinese drivers to "slow little, little bit slow, we are three, not two!" I looked at this scene, then he turned looked at her husband one, he thought I have ulterior motives, and I pay close attention to the hand, saying that her husband has when he's not bad, ha ha.

Drivers, we recommend the oasis to the hotel, environment and facilities are good, the price of your points. So they found a few, last lived in Turpan Grand Hotel, which is an older hotel, renovated in recent years again. Next to a large municipal plaza, hotel, have a big yard, chatting up a few lines of grape trellis, the environment can be. Standard Room price is 150, or quite the value.

To lay down their luggage, and then went straight to the nearest urban area Sugong from the tower. Turpan II Sugong tower is full of gratitude to Prince Su-En-Qing government and commemoration of their father, Emin and Zhuo built, is a symbol of friendship and Victoria, one of Han nationality. Allowed to gaze longingly at the urban chic of this office building, a taxi around a green vineyards, went to the park entrance. Sugong Tower is deep yellow mud brick built, shape and my usual impression of the ancient pagoda is completely different from the next to gradually tighten the cylinder, top of the tower despite tightening a lot, but still rounded. Tower with water waves, petal, diamond-shaped grid and every other Islamic-style patterns, color elegance and refined style. And the Tomb of Hami, like Sugong tower next to it there is a large mosque, exterior walls Eau soil color, multi-purpose wooden interior. According to tour guide, temple furnishings, especially the imams forum layout must follow a strict etiquette, but I did not bring these rituals to be recorded. Mosques and a common entrance tower a stone is said to Emperor Qianlong Yu Ci inscription, with Wei-han two kinds of written records the repair towers reason.

A few weeks went to the Asian Games Village, a friend's house, from the balcony of her home Sugong actually see the tower with the same architecture, because she is downstairs of the Chinese nation Park, which is a miniature imitation landscape. To tell the truth, I do not like this type of counterfeit, not that background, that atmosphere, it would be devoid of any charm, watching the special silly.

Sugong Tower down before the stage, suddenly look back, just from the sunset and the mosque tower where the gap between the projected out of the whole built up into a golden background, it is spectacular.

Park also has a small museum, which a collection of two ancient Qiemo mummified, there are ancient countries and Gao Yu Tianguo excavated coins, textiles and other antiquities. Including a mummified to save quite complete, legible face contour, seen to be a high bridge of the nose has a slim body of the Western Regions woman. I would not help remember the dream of the Loulan over the years, I want to go Loulan!

These antiquities dug up my intense curiosity about the history of the Western Regions, to come back after all over the world looking for Xuan Zang's "Tang Western Regions" in Fotu gathered in France and China forums for help, lucky to get Nanputuo Temple hearts and opening pointing Master , this school of contemporary polymer chemistry came from the monks to Fotu his piety, so-called magic e-mail to me, that the electronic version of the "Western Regions Tang mind." Later, I went to Wangfujing and Xidan Xinhua Bookstore to search for, finally Wangfujing Bookstore bought this last set, is Ji Xianlin school note, Zhong Hua Book Company published that version.

Out or not we catch car feels, Sugong tower should be not far from the hotel, so walking back. Or bypass it a green vineyards, it is thriving grape season, emerald-green fruit covered with a grape trellis. We are holding hands walk through the vineyard, the two dressed in modern clothing Uygur girl pushing on a bike, followed behind us to play driving skills, pretending to be cool it. Shouted the little guy a little exotic in Xinjiang Mandarin, called "look at me! Look at my!" If you want it attracted our attention. We turned around, going to the past, was approached by two little guys are shy up cycling Yiliu Yan Meng Deng ran.

On both sides of the road are endless vineyards, hidden courtyards, and the Uighurs of small mosques, would like to go look, and also dare not rashly. Then came a head-on a donkey cart, wearing a flower hat elderly people sitting on board the vehicle, swinging the whip, and occasionally loudly. Dray his wife sat in the second half, chubby Aunt Uygur is still so in love with a beautiful head and Phi blue scarf, but also wearing a big shiny silver earrings, imagine her young beautiful body. Not help think of those age-old border ballad "Kurban uncle went into the city ... ..." do not know lyrics are not mistaken, anyway, that melody in their hearts is Unforgettable.

Far from the road than we can imagine. Went to the edge of town, some tired, or beat a car. Back to the hotel is the night fell, the Across from the western town has been absolutely no alien customs, and the mainland cities is no different. A stroll stroll in the streets, and my heart still misses the decisive game, kept trained on the market. Then bought a few catties grapes, tells us in the hotel watching TV, it's that as a makeshift dinner. Grapes are not large, exquisite, crystal clear, there is no seed, that sweet ah really can not tell.

Reading the game, I still feel hungry, but also out of turn full circle, just put out a lot of square snacks, and the Dunhuang Night Market is quite a bit like a sandbar, but few people seemed a bit deserted. Suddenly a very authentic smell of the stinky smell, several years ago, or go to school in Wuhan, the Anmen campus model of disability that couples do right out of tofu have this flavor. Oh dear, I am a long absence, stinky tofu ah, we hurry to buy eight large, brush two layers of hot pepper sauce, then dip a layer of dried chili powder, a piece of shell is the exciting moment, savory, and inside is a soft , and Nen Nen, and tongue do not mix, kept trained on the fire is hot, but definitely, this is called the enjoyment of taste.

Do stinky couple Hubei Huanggang who laid off a few years ago came to Xinjiang to do business. We are in Hami, in Turpan, in Urumqi have experienced a lot of people from the Chinese all over the world, different era, 60's or 90's; a different reason, historical or personal; them away from their homeland, arrived in Xinjiang, in the this piece of desert where people's minds to make a living. In Hami of the market, we have encountered an educated youth from the side of Beijing's support, she is 50 years of age, and people like my parents age, we hear from Beijing, just to see their loved ones, he talks in Beijing names of those children, and asked whether we've been. Unfortunately, I know very little of Beijing, many places than she wants to strangers. Beijing For us, as if to Xinjiang to her, but is a place to make a living; and Beijing for her, as if in our home village of that, but her homeland呀.

There stinky tofu and pepper to mention God, back to the hotel, spiritual Shuang up, began to pick up a pen to write the way of a running account, which is the first half of this travels part of a written wrote dawn hours, and one hard, and then pointless repetition, and refrain from that.

Next up is noon, land a fiery red, really seem to have been burned before, no wonder is called the fire Island. Late autumn season, is still able to feel the sun directly with the prominence of the Western Regions. In contrast, Beijing's autumn sunlight like a softener used, sweated lazy people itch exciting moment, it is remembered. At this time, I had a little miss Beijing home. (To be continued)
Author: waver