Today the weather is too hot, there are 40 degrees. Think of cross-river ancient city of at least 50 degrees, just like when we sat in Arabic a forest under a stall Selling what you do before, to 8 kg of sand of a watermelon flesh, broken open and eat them.

Cool before looked up looked at four weeks. At this time, see the two Uygur Pakistan Lang son sat under a tree with staring Woliang, it Taishou call They come to give They handed a two-bud watermelon, the two waved, "eat, eat."

Are eating, from the high plateau of the ancient city of yellow sand blown by gusts of wind, sky diffuse. At this point it is in the evening, the wind is annoying yellow sand, stalls, a Han girl, told us: "You are going to quickly go to the ancient city, or Tian An, and the senseless."

In fact, Arabic is to wait until I was intended to Tian An off into the "city", the first city in the evening, under dark skies even more poignant and the second is slightly more violent fever.

However, toward the ancient city of Woliang still Nuebu.

That I do not know when the two of Pakistan Lang also followed and we walk in the ancient city in the central avenue.

For the first time to pay for River's old town is 1985. At that time students have graduated from the University of points here in the ABC. We were riding into the old town is a partial three-wheeled motorcycle, the motorcycle in the dusty road with a central avenue. At that time the ancient city of no fees and nobody to defend, I do not know how many times began accepting ticket, beginning with a 5 yuan, 30 yuan for one until now.

PLB Lang followed us, listen to me talking to the Arabic origin and history of this ancient city.

The ancient city on both sides of the sky hung a great cloud, wind smaller point, but still the ancient city of roadway dust flying boats. Dust Pujin nasal cavity, a kind of suffocating feel oppressed.

Oh and we were both Pakistan Lang walked side by side. Asked what their names forward.

Lang called the Palestinian bigger outside. Kurban, aged 13, lived in the ancient city of hillside beside the River Jahr, in the jars Township Primary School Year 6.

Outside of the Chinese is pretty good. Asked him if he did not learn Chinese school, told him not to learn. I would even be surprised, "That's how you learn the Chinese language?" Often outside the original cross-river side of access to the ancient city of tourists from around the globe, and slowly learned to talk with the Chinese and tourists.

Delicate and pretty long quite in external forces, the skin is very white, is the kind of history on the Uighurs living in the typical characteristics of the Western Regions.

And external forces that together co-Palestinian Lang called wood tar, 12-year-old, the skin is very dark. Arm and elbow tucked one under the Wahaha mineral water, cardboard boxes, which filled with a lot of empty plastic bottles.

And wood together Thar hello, but he was silent, his eyes will be looking at me. External force, said he would not Chinese.

Asked outside, picking these bottles do? External force that sold for money.

"How much is a bottle?"

"Five."

Empty bottles were thrown at the ancient city tourists and random trash thrown on the ruins of territories.

Arabic inserted the sentence: "it is also regarded as environmentally friendly volunteers."

Consider also, uncivilized tourists random discarded bottles, external and wood together Tal sold penny a day, both to protect the city's "environment" has also been "income."

Suddenly remembered the vast Gobi Desert in Xinjiang alone, and to bow their heads to walk a careful search for the driver and passengers along the roadsides and dropped the empty bottle of "scavengers", they are also in environmental protection.

In the west Napian baby buried more than 200 ancient tombs, I asked outside, to know why buried here, baby?

Outside all year round living in the old town near the government offices of the city where, observation towers, Buddhist temples, wells, storage rooms, as well as residential areas on both sides of roadway has a vague impression, but do not know why this city will retain the millennium was so good, nor know the ancient history and the rise and fall, but do not know the reason why 200 baby graves.

The sake of the baby graves that now there are hungry and there is no conclusive, generally there are three versions. One is from the sudden outbreak of war, city residents do not want their own Pseudostellaria abducted into slavery, and painfully, once buried their permanent "hope"; second is from a plague; 3 is a kind of a sacrificial object.

Whatever the reason, 200 in which the baby's burial, as well as the sad story of history outside of the eyes and hearts are a kind of inexplicable.

Go shop in the town southwest of the modern yellow brick road, I asked about the situation outside their home.

Love love that originally asked the outside, less time flew into the language. Told me that his family when the tone becomes a little "deep."

"Dad was gone, her mother an ethnic grapes, as well as a grandmother, 98 years old, her grandmother was sick ......"

I do not know the father of external force, "no" What does it mean, I did not ask him. But I know that without a father, the children tend to have a heart defect; I know that no woman dragged her husband's a sick elderly in the plight of housework - she had to in the spring will be buried in the earth's grapes Miao Kai pier, to the vine in the summer under the hot pick grapes, grapes in the fall will be buried in the ground closed pier, it is necessary to sell the raisins in the winter ......

Then pulled my hand outside and told me that his family income is only one year of grapes 2,3000 yuan, he go to school each semester to more than 200 yuan.

Even if I did not go to read the grape trellis outside home, I also know that the "no" Daddy's home PLB Lang what kind of situation.

Aventine a person into the Nazuo ancient Buddha in the huge hospital.

I have just ready to move into, they heard a "in pursuit of Lara," the wind empty bottle noises. Turned round, both with an empty bottle carton house burst of wind was blowing run around Montreal, the two panic to chase, pick it up with.

They looked at the confusion, I could not help to run the steps of great Buddhist temple helped pick the chase. Then, Long Zhao empty bottle upside down to plug in cardboard boxes at yard, Ma Fang tidy.

Out of town, we walk in the central avenue. Smaller wind, the sky a little bit dark, and the city only if we set aside the visitors.

External force from time to time approached the bin, lay the ruins of earth toward the empty bottle.

I asked the outside and sell the bottle, the money do?

External forces said softly: "to my mother. I have to pay tuition, when my mother give me."

At this time, I vaguely remember They house more than 20 cartons only empty bottles.

"External force, we can go to your house to go?" I suddenly wanted to take a look at his house.

External force with long black eyelashes eyes beating immediately: "OK then!"

When leaving the city of South Gate, the sky has darkened down. Sitting in front of stalls, we did not finish eating before the custody of the stall holders where the watermelon, greet the outside and wood together Thar, They or waved, sitting stalls before counting on us.

Eating melon, do not think to go outside home, to see his family's vineyards, to see his sick grandmother.

I do not know when the external force has been out of the gate, far, I saw him pulling a dress Ed Alice wears a yellow silk scarf, women cling to each other, looking toward our side.

That was his 38-year-old mother, a corner of the eye more than the end of a long pattern of the middle-aged women.

At that moment, I gave up to his house plans. I do not know why.

See our last car, and outside is not without regret, and his mother waving at us, and I spoke at them, "Huo Xiyi Muse (Victoria words: Good-bye)."

The sky completely dark down.

We proceeded slowly on both sides of the length of the vine with poplar and take the belt when I was doing a simple arithmetic:

20 empty plastic bottles = 1 yuan.
Author: kalakashi