Followed by Henan and then rub a sumptuous lunch. Jie Feng leadership banquet, during which tea, I respect you on behalf of the wine has a nice ring.
(First time in nearly three years before they make up the travels, there is one thing I do not remember, how long from the back to eat lunch Mingsha Crescent Moon, or wine Baofan enough to go after the Mingsha Crescent Moon Spring .)
At their instigation, I am up along the sand hills of the ridge. Jin at the foot of the endless sand have been absorbed, the more energetically the more bogged down deep, use a larger effort to pin pulled out, very difficult.
Wind, great, carrying rolled thin sand, across my face, so my hair fly wild. On several occasions, been sand lost eyes, carrying wind, became firmly established, let the tears washed out the sand. The more climbing, more and more difficult, however, thankful footprints behind you are also getting longer and longer. . . . . .
The highest point in the Mingsha Mountain, Crescent Moon Spring and the whole picture at a glance. This wide expanse of desert Yihong magic water only. Just read the Crescent Moon-like shape, there should not appear in the barren desert. Yellow sand everywhere, wild and also has a grip that graceful, petite exquisite oasis of Praise.
I like the high level long-term perspective, this situation easy for me into reveries. I Jimuyuantiao, hoping to identify the Yang Guan and yumenguan orientation, while Yin was the ancient verse 2-known elegance 1. I am playing the children laughing, not attend to thump the entrance of sand, deep footprints in the north wind blowing was gradually heal, and find no sign to mark the time.
Toward the Crescent Moon Spring, I flew down the mountain. At first, very carefully, step by step rules to follow, and later informed the reception do not worry, rest assured that throw off Tuo Lexie lovers a month down the run, never ran will not be wrestling. Tried, true-to-know. Spent only half an hour to climb the hills to the mountain in less than a few minutes late to look back foot in the sand hill out of "human" character, soon also annihilation in the wind.
Near the Crescent Moon Spring and learned that this is a brackish spring. Next to a nunnery.
Leaned against the fence to see faint of spring, being indifferent to the taste of Ming. San Mao's book, writes: one to spend one of the world, a paradise for sand 1. Concept of assessment is bent springs, placid realm. Few people know that near the Mogao Grottoes, there is one of San Mao Yi Guanzhong. San Mao during his lifetime loved Moga, Moga is also buried in their will; this arrangement of fate how much to give her soul a little free bar.
Wind suddenly began to Crescent Moon formed the ripples tirelessly, Camel blowing and sand-boarding hum, what happens here, Feng ER were able to take the corner office yumenguan do? Feng ER can be taken to the hearts of thousands of miles away door do?
---- Even if taken, how.
Everything after all in the dust.
That night back to Urumqi, the way smooth, small sheet.
(Postscript: interval too long, feeling no longer. Hastily closed pen run out of steam.)
Author: shelphen
