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The sky here is so blue and the water here is so clear. ...

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Lan Xin Tianlu 1

Ah-yawning, I opened the window, and the genius was there, right? It's past 6 o'clock on the watch.

"ah! Son, where is the next stop? " An aunt above asked me, "Have you arrived in Lanzhou?"

"Lanzhou, hehe, that was yesterday, and the next stop is probably Liuyuan."

"LiuYuan? Have you entered Xinjiang? "

"It's still early. Arriving in Hami at noon is the first stop in Xinjiang."

I stopped talking, opened the window and looked at the vast Gobi desert on both sides of the railway.

Railways in Gobi Desert ...

(A few hours later)

"Kid, where are you?"

"It's almost Hami." I pointed to the snowy mountain outside the window and said, "Look, that's Tianshan Mountain."

"That mountain is several kilometers away from here."

"A few kilometers? At least a few tens of kilometers. " This person's concept of distance is a little poor, but no one can have the concept of distance in the Gobi Desert in Xinjiang. The mountain looks very close, but in fact it is far away. )

Railway at the foot of Tianshan Mountain ...

Lan Xin Tianlu ...

2 Style, Grape Valley

Turpan, the hottest city in China.

Grape Valley is the place with the most grapes in China (as far as I know).

The steep cliff is covered with wild grapes like curtains, and the path is covered with grape chains on both sides. From a distance, it is crystal clear information, and cottages and farmers are scattered.

Under the shade, the front is green.

Covered with green plants, the top of the head is a string of beads.

Spring is flowing, and there are bursts in my ears.

The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the road under your feet is green.

Sweet grapes, intoxicating songs and dances, fresh air. ...

Style, Grape Valley ...

3 dream, Kanas

It's a distant place.

The car is driving on the Panshan Highway.

There are no longer vast Gobi desert on both sides, but green Metasequoia glyptostroboides, lovely cattle and sheep, gurgling streams and round felt houses.

When we came to the lake in the morning.

Mist hangs over the lake, gently hanging over the river and the lake. The fog is cool and fresh, which washes away the dirt and the hard work all the way. Fox?

The river in the upper reaches continuously pours into the lake, endowing it with aura, and then flows out from the lower reaches, taking it away. ...

Maybe nothing is taken away, water is dedication.

Boarding the fish-watching pavilion, the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the Shenhu Lake under the snow-capped mountains and the Metasequoia glyptostroboides by the lake are perfectly integrated and sublimated. ...

Walking by the lake, the clear lake, the stones in the water and the lovely ducklings are all so pure and lovely. Dream on, Kanas

Farewell to the last Gobi Desert.

Boarded the train home.

Vast desert, monotonous color, and occasionally a little tenacious green.

This is a broad and inclusive beauty, a real natural beauty that needs no consideration. ...

say goodbye to ...