Last night, I was back in Bayinbuluke ... ...
22 days and nights,
And attract 80,000 kilometers walked four seasons, entered the banquet-like paradise mountain Smoke in the Gobi desert and grassland river Shenghu Sunset Red Dust thousands of miles, so the grace of God went so far as to you. Confers exquisite scenery you are sad men and women in the history of Sihuo dream lover ... ....
It's that were floating by like destiny, willing to exile willing to sink.
Is the blood flowing the drift factor, or the sun and wilderness temptation, once again, walking in the wind, but this time I am prepared I come to Tibet, Xinjiang, I am longing for the northern to the southern border, I, I am photographic mission was originally with another one on the "pirate ship" This ship is a little girl on the Internet, launched five squads. When we entered the Mitsubishi Pajero that very moment, we will be bound together, sharing weal and woe.
Driving this "ship" drivers in Xinjiang Han, Daming Ren. The beginning we respectfully calls him for any teacher, I do not know when the first-name basis, and the end we give him a titles and ultimately, everything is ready. "Sail."
Pajero along State Highway 216 north, over Yoshiki Shar Qitai want to look into the Populus euphratica can be known except to eat a bowl of noodles outside Qitai get us nowhere. Correct its mistake by folding back Road to continue northward.
Gao Tian convective clouds, the vast Gobi Desert. Looking back on the Tianshan vast transitory man, like Gimhae mirage.
Broad heaven and earth, I do not know go? So looking for information on reading and ask for directions to take the homework, or drawing board. In numerous sound of "Wucaiwan", the Jadin finally a brown-red rocks in front of us was remarkable, it is under the setting sun shine. The sun is bright red lips kiss goodbye in her earth. Setting sun, such as blood.
Sunset incorporated into the camera, running around in circles a while the "fire" after. We received good "Zhangqiangduanbao" ready to go home. Suddenly in front of a yurt, went to inquire about and felt faint, perhaps not surprisingly into the colorful city.
Live-fire mountain base is dark night, under the influence of alcohol, in the sound of regret that the crusade, the five giant nicknamed made public. Wang Bo - pig, Wang Hongda - sheep's head [also known as a small Japanese], Guo-Ping - Ngau Tau, Xuanjia Ning - a small girl, Lili [that I] - big girl. Ren master this moment has not the nerve to give him nicknames.
Dawn the next day, we are again at the Palette Town, in the howling wind in the high slope on board. When the sun's first ray of dawn lavished on the earth, to appear in front of me is a color scene of modernist painting. For thousands of years, due to the formation of crustal movement here, a very thick coal seam, the latter experience a lot in coverage of the surface wind and rain erosion, sand and gravel has been exposed to coal seam, in the role of lightning and the sun burn Yi-do, they form a bizarre natural landscape. Just imagine, how many years of wind and rain erosion, creating today's idea of the sublime? The vicissitudes of life many years before the success of today's fun? I am speechless. I forgot to press the shutter. The cries in the companion urging that I think we need to arrive before sunset Altay. The way, we pass a small town called Beitun, we were attracted by its novelty and clean.
This was originally erected in New City was born in a city in the hands of regiment soldiers. Beautiful quiet across the Irtysh this piece of a small plain, it was said half a century later, many of the builders of the year, no more to leave this piece of land. Beitun, leaving behind a regiment of soldiers love and youth, leaving behind their dreams and glory.
Altay has been arrived at sunset, Altai is in full road and a big move, we have encountered roadblocks everywhere. Heard in Xinjiang this year, 6.7 billion road construction will complete the project, inevitably we will, within Xinjiang with the 67 million he had considered quitting.
Ask for directions, to explore the way, beat about the bush. Since then, every day has become mandatory, "Lao Sanpian" and Ngau Tau day ask for directions, so that's beyond all help laughing each ask the way to remember he was asked by "classic." On that day, at the crossroads, facing head-over of a woman, Ngau Tau hands a yang, "Hey, Daisow, may I ask ... ..." who "Daisow" floated at him, and sped away. Here we have laughed together. "You Ah so ask it?" Pig-headed not help it.
Gradually Ngau Tau is no longer succeed, "you ask, pig head," said Ngau Tau deliberately. "You Ah Qian Zou is not it the" pig nasty call to his nickname, Ngau Tau. I do not know how many laps turn, we have finally set a live Blue Cat Hotel. Pig is our Public Relations Minister and treasurer, bargaining is his expertise of the opponents of this encounter, it refused to charge a small daughter, pig they encourage any teacher to run for to go a few sets of magnetic, try to use "Mei Nanji . " Laugh at something is no end to the nerve.
This day is a pasta dinner + lamb string + fruit, Xinjiang, a unit of measurement is kilograms, fruits, fresh produce is very cheap and tasty. Promise to be the beauty of food across-we will not give up any tasty things.
Author: tll66