Suddenly, I want to go to Fukang.

Maybe you haven't heard of my hometown, but you should have heard of Tianshan Tianchi! Fukang! In front of our house!

In the forty-first year of Qing Qianlong (1776), because it was an important post station on the northern line of the Silk Road during the Han and Tang Dynasties, Qianlong was given the name Fukang, which means "things enrich the people and health", so my hometown was named Fukang.

I will take you to the holy land full of love and see the "Yaochi"-the Tianchi Lake in Tianshan Mountain, where the Queen Mother of the West and Zhou Muwang spent the night.

Li Shangyin wrote her like this: "Grandma Yaochi leans against the window, and the yellow bamboo mourns. Eight kings go to Wan Li every day and never come back. "

As an out-and-out Fukang person, Tianchi Lake in Tianshan Mountain is our proudest place. Every son and doll in Fukang will want to take his sweetheart to this place full of love stories, and make a vow together under the entanglement of mountains and clouds, and never part in this life.

I want to hold your hand and walk along the path around the lake in Haixi. Ships are wandering on the lake. I want to hold your hand and talk about those wild dreams under the quiet Woods and chirping birds.

I think when you walk on the path around the lake, you should feel that all the beautiful things in the world are connected with you, and there will be golden beaches with blue sky as the scene and mountains and lakes as the lining not far away. In the blue lake, I want to play barefoot with you in the entanglement of blue sky and white clouds, and step on the footprints of our love with my feet.

A foot of oil can go from mountains and lakes to endless deserts. In the vast sand sea, there are pieces of trees, that is Populus euphratica.

It took 3,000 years to construct a unique landscape, either born but not dead, or dead but not falling, or falling but not dying. It has lived for 3,000 years and died for 3,000 years. Thinking about the process of life leaves behind a dignified, desolate and infinite tragedy.

Look at the morning sunshine across the golden wheat fields. Bogda stands in the distant mountains. The feeling of "harmony between man and nature" is like a dandelion blooming in an instant, drifting into the boundless distance ... in the endless golden wheat field, in the warm breeze, I tell you my love for you, just like the endless wheat field.

The trickle outlines the continuous wetland in Shuimogou. Call three or two friends, find an old elm tree, lay a carpet, pick up a pile of firewood, build a barbecue trough, and find the pleasure of a picnic.

You can be my partner and I'll take you back to Fukang. Xiaohonggou on the bank of Shuimo River is a mountainous and hilly area. Nature has left this hilly area with different shades of ribbons. The cutting of flowing water and the erosion of wind and sand have made Xiaohonggou form a colorful red bed landform. In the evening, I will walk hand in hand with you to the top of the mountain, enjoy the sunset glow that belongs to you and me, and see the colorful landforms. You can't help singing "Go to the world for a surprise wedding banquet and see the beauty of the world"

You can be my partner and I'll take you back to Fukang. Perhaps Fukang No.1 Middle School is not particularly famous, but this school has produced many sons and dolls. The headmaster's words: "What do you do in No.1 Middle School without suffering?" Throughout our high school life. Young ignorance and young shyness are all spent here. On campus, we look forward to graduation and fly away, but now we are reluctant to go back to the time when we can't go back.

You can be my partner and I'll take you back to Fukang. I want to take you to see the sunset, take your hand in the park next to No.1 Middle School and tell you that this is my past, but I prefer to experience our future with you here.

You can be my partner and I'll take you back to Fukang. I'll take you to Tuanjie West Road and build something to eat. There is no Starbucks here, but there are Dicos and Mosenbeck. We can sit on the second floor and watch the pedestrians stroll leisurely.

Life here is very slow. As slow as a cat falling asleep. Not too noisy and lazy. You must be hungry too! Oil noodles, steamed stuffed buns, pit meat, saute spicy chicken, Xinshangle, Mi Zige and yellow noodles with cold noodles are already waving to us.

Since we set foot on this street, we have been the best beggar valve in Fukang. Forget the hustle and bustle of those big cities and feel the surprise brought by small streets quietly. All the stray dogs in this street are our good Adaxi.

If a hairy child comes to me, don't refuse. They came to see my favorite people and wished us well. This street is a one-way street. When you come in, you can only go forward and there is no turning back. Just like us, just go hand in hand to the end.