Reflections on the trip to northern Xinjiang

On July 22nd, I embarked on a "one person" trip to Xinjiang. On the high-speed train to Nanjing, I met my first friend, Zhong Qing. In fact, the world is quite small. When chatting, I found out that I was actually an undergraduate alumnus. With excitement and excitement, they started a hard seat journey for nearly 36 hours.

I am glad that I can have someone to accompany me for 36 hours, which makes me feel that this road is not as difficult as I thought. On the train, sitting opposite is a Xinjiang girl who just graduated this year. She went on a graduation trip alone and went to Nanjing, Suzhou, Hangzhou and Huangshan. What a brave girl! She traveled all over China by herself. When she arrived in Xinjiang, she began to introduce Xinjiang to us. She said that Urumqi is the safest city in China, but I don't believe her. Later I learned that Xinjiang's security is based on ubiquitous security measures. At the entrance of every hotel, at the entrance of every shopping mall, and even at every corner of the specialty food street, you have to go through security check and identity check.

After two days and two nights, I finally arrived in Xinjiang. During this period, I met Mr. Jia from Hefei No.1 Middle School. Three people went to the reported hotel, so they began a preliminary study of Urumqi. The first stop is Xinjiang International Bazaar, which is a market with national style. It's not big, but it contains all the national characteristics. Teacher Jia scoured a shawl with a very ethnic style, which played an important role in the concave shape of our later photos.

On July 23rd, I started a real trip. I experienced the shock of river terraces in Anjihai Grand Canyon, and there were looming icebergs in the distance. By the side of the road, coal trucks roared by, and I couldn't count how many mouthfuls of dust I inhaled. I only knew that the little white shoes that day had become little black shoes.

After driving for nearly four or five hours, I finally arrived at the beautiful Sailimu Lake-the last tear of the Atlantic Ocean. The beauty of Sailimu Lake can't be described in words, and the weather is unpredictable. It was sunny at first, and then it rained cats and dogs in Wan Li. After the rain stopped, a rainbow appeared. Spend the night in Kazakh yurts, and start eating at 1 1 half past one in the evening. Here, I spent my 23rd birthday, which is nearly 4,200 kilometers away from my hometown. At night, the wind blew hard and the temperature plummeted. I always brag about my health. I have a cold. The next day, wearing only a thin coat, I shivered with cold in the Guozigou Grand Canyon, which was less than 10 degrees. It is precisely because of the change of the situation that a double rainbow appeared in the sky, and everyone forgot the cold and shouted.

? After watching the rainbow, facing the wind and rain, we are heading for Strange Rocks Canyon-granite rocks emerge from the surface and then become various postures under the action of external forces. On the way through the sunflower field, there was another scream. The driver stopped by the side of the road and allowed us to get off and take pictures. Xinjiang is really a place full of surprises.

? July 25th is another exciting trip-ghost town. Passing through Karamay Oilfield, a seemingly lifeless Gobi Desert is short of rich shallow oil, and kowtowing machines are arranged neatly to continuously draw oil from this precious land. Ghost Town is worthy of the name, and it is one of the three major Ya Dan landforms in the world. The wind has never stopped whistling, and the teachers in the same trade are wearing extremely bright clothes, which makes people shine at the moment, and the photos taken are more vivid than the lifeless wind erosion landform.

On the way back to Brzin, there is another sunflower field, which really makes people dare not imagine that this is Xinjiang. A lush, like the scenery of Jiangnan water town.

Spend the night in Brzin, very close, near the Irtysh River. After dinner in the evening, a colleague's teacher went to the food street to taste the grilled fish-cold water pike. However, I have reached the stage of physical fatigue. It was almost twelve o'clock when I went back to the hotel to take a shower, and I fell asleep. On July 26th, I went to Harmony. The tour guide told us that the sap of birch, also called lover's tears, people here will write love letters with birch bark, which can be well preserved.

Harmony village at night is quiet and comfortable. After dinner, visit Harmony Village to see this pure land on earth. Small shops with ethnic characteristics in the village, even the flowers in the backyard are particularly beautiful.

? As the night deepens, harmony is like a shy girl, mysterious but divorced from reality.

The next morning, it was less than ten degrees. Teacher Jia put on a thin down jacket early in the morning to shoot the sunrise, but I covered two quilts to barely keep my temperature, and I was reluctant to get up early to watch the sunrise. I made a bowl of hot instant noodles and shivered while eating. A new journey has begun, and that is Kanas. I'm tired of aesthetics, and I'm shocked by this beautiful scenery again.

? I'm glad you came. What impressed me most was the home visit of Tuwa people. Sitting on the floor, drinking milk tea made by camel milk, grabbing a handful of snacks and eating happily. Sur's voice is crisp and melodious. This instrument is little known and only appears in the intangible cultural heritage list, which makes people sad. The songs of the groundhog band are even more shocking. Ma Touqin, harmonica, drum and humai in one go. Show the most primitive human characteristics in nature to the fullest. Deeply shocked at the same time, I saw a colleague and teacher silently wiping tears. I'm glad you came!

? The trip to Kanas, the northernmost part, finally ended and began to go south along Altai Mountain. Visit the Cocoto Grand Canyon and find the source of the Irtysh River.

? Rainbow Beach is full of vitality in the sun, it is the Irtysh River, with beautiful water scenery in the south and Gobi Desert in the north, which is the wonder of nature.

? I went back to Brzin again, where I bought some dried dates and mailed them all home.

? Last stop, Joan Braque. Qitai wheat field has also broken the cognition of countless geographical people, and the dispute between spring wheat and winter wheat is also extremely fierce. At the foot of Tianshan Mountain, ten thousand mu of wheat fields, the wind blows the wheat waves, which is very pleasant.

On the last day of my trip, I will return to Urumqi. Apart from the excitement of going home, I began to loathe this journey. I can't bear the beautiful scenery, and I can't bear the friends I just met. All people come from all over the country. Because of their love of geography, they get together, meet and then go together. I also listened to many teachers' stories during the trip, and I admired each one. It is because I have traveled all over the colorful land that I can think about the principle of everything! Maybe this is geography!