800 words essay describing the desert

1. An essay about the desert

A sudden sandstorm caused a man who was walking alone through the desert to lose his way. He rummaged through all his pockets and found only a green apple.

He walked in the desert for three days and three nights holding the apple in his hand. Several times he felt that he could no longer hold on. However, looking at the apple in his hand, he sipped the dry and cracked apple. Lips have strength again.

Three days later, he finally walked out of the desert. The green apple in his hand, which he had never taken a bite of, was now completely dry, but he still stared at it for a long time like a treasure.

In the journey of life, we often encounter various setbacks and failures, and find ourselves in some unexpected difficulties. At this time, please do not easily say that you have nothing. In fact, life Like the desert, faith is the green apple.

In the journey of life, we often encounter various setbacks and failures, and find ourselves in some unexpected difficulties. At this time, please do not easily say that you have nothing. In fact, life Like the desert, faith is the green apple.

Friends, life is like a desert, and faith is the green apple. It will help us overcome various difficulties in the journey of life, and accompany us to move forward and enter our own sunny sky! 2. Who has a composition describing the desert?

Random Thoughts on the Kumtag Desert

The melancholy and depressed soul needs comfort, and the exhausted mind needs to be vented. The fleeting years and the hustle and bustle of life need to find a kind of sustenance to distract, relax and nourish the increasingly dry and anxious soul.

People who were once attached to the mountains and rivers have chosen to indulge in nature: climbing over mountains and ridges, trekking through mountains and rivers, in order to develop or return to a broad mind and unrestrained feelings.

Wandering in the embrace of nature again and again.

Perhaps, this late autumn, I have an agreement with the desert. Throwing yourself into the arms of the desert is like coming to a spiritual paradise. Is this the original intention of my love for the Kumtag Desert?

Finally I can enter the Kumtag Desert immersively. First of all, I strongly felt the roar and wildness of the desert when it was raging. Life here has become extremely small and fragile: the former Shanshan Kingdom, The Kingdom of Cheshi disappeared, and the once glorious ancient Kingdom of Loulan also died. The ancient Silk Road could only take a detour here. There was no sign of life, everything was annihilated in the sandstorms and quicksand, and solidified into a rolling, extremely desolate barren land.

History has its own misfortunes and decline, and nature also has its cruelty and sadness. However, in the helplessness and confusion of thousands of years, Shanshan people relied on their ancient, simple and strong cultural accumulation, and with their unique soul and charm, they released unstoppable huge energy and inner tenacious vitality, showing the progress of human history. The inevitable spiritual outlook creates the brilliance of life and social prosperity that attracts the world's attention.

Today, I stand on the commanding heights of the Kumtag Desert, looking at Shanshan County on the edge of the desert: below me is the harsh desert, and not far away are the vibrant oasis and the clusters of tall buildings. , the two complement each other, showing a desolate and heroic color.

However, who can say that there is no romance and fantasy in the Kumtag Desert? The calm desert is beautiful and ecstatic. Being in the hinterland of the desert and looking around, the endless desert seems like a vast ocean. Some places are as smooth as a mirror, some have sparkling water, some have undulating waves, and some have huge waves. Walking in the sand sea is like looking at the solidified sea, savoring the majesty and delicacy of the desert. The desert is different from the scenery in other places, because it is changing with new and different scenery every day: today we walked and played in the desert, leaving behind lines of footprints and traces. After a gust of wind blew at night, it not only Restoring yesterday's scenery can also create new and more wonderful scenery.

The sky is blue, the sun shines on our crystal clear souls, and we feel so leisurely, relaxed and happy; a thin layer of clouds floats in the sky, as if accompanied by the warm autumn wind, Many frustrations and hesitations, anxiety and confusion, pain and helplessness are gone with the wind. The soul and nature merge together, and the reserve, maturity and sophistication of adults suddenly become simple and innocent. I feel that innocence is the highest state of life, and endless joy is the greatest desire in the human heart.

Climbing high and looking into the distance, the graceful and winding sand mountains are like the waves of the sea rolling up thousands of snow waves. Like carefully carved works of art, they come in various shapes and forms. In fact, every wonderful scenery in the desert does not require artificial carving at all. It is itself a perfect miracle in nature and a masterpiece of genius, full of poetry and painting.

When traveling in the Kumtag Desert, I was always amazed by the mystery of nature. Its grace and beauty are like dreamlike wonders, which make people tremble and cannot bear to set foot in it. It creates a charming poetic connotation, which is indeed a gift from God to mankind.

I admired it indulgently, bathed in the soft and comfortable autumn wind blowing from the depths of the Kumtag Desert, and knelt in the golden desert for a long time. Returning to nature, I heard the heartbeat of the desert, felt the breath of the sand mountains, and my face was filled with the luster of piety and drunken dreams. It seemed that I had experienced wind, frost, vicissitudes, and a calloused heart, and was awakened like a child. Innocence has become younger...the world's vulgarity and vanity have been transcended, and the arrogant and sad self has gradually been abandoned.

When you are in the Kumtag Desert, no matter how sad your heart is, it will be full of brilliance; no matter how miserable your body is, it will be full of vitality!

Indulge yourself in nature! If people are intentional, the mountains and rivers must have feelings. When you go through thorns, wading through mountains and rivers, and climbing over mountains and ridges, it is also the time when the sun follows your footsteps. 3. "The Loneliness of the Desert" 800-word lyrical composition describing scenes

In the vast world and the vast sea of ??people, I often feel that I have nowhere to go.

Walking in this world, I have missed the noise and longed for excitement. But after a long time, I felt tired and wanted my own space.

However, nothing is important in this space. What is needed is a feeling and taste of loneliness and loneliness. For coffee in this space, I need to have an atmosphere, a romantic and emotional atmosphere, and coffee plays such a role very well.

In today's busy days of studying, there is almost no time to stop and touch a ray of sunlight passing through the branches of a tree, and look closely at the melodious arc of life of a fallen leaf. But I am willing to sit quietly at home, watching the fragrance rising from the warm cup in my hand, killing time and enjoying the comfort brought by a moment of leisure.

There are many lonely people in this world, but few people can enjoy this kind of loneliness! There is always a period or periods in your life when you are destined to face it alone, and so am I. There was a book that said, "Loneliness is the most profound experience in life." I quite agree with it.

I have always felt that the moments of loneliness are the calmest, most delicate, and most real moments for people. In loneliness, I can sort out many emotions and thoughts in my life. Think, examine yourself, and observe others over a cup of coffee, and your life will be rich and colorful.

Then I gradually understood what the British poet Blake said: "Look at the world in a grain of sand, the kingdom of heaven in a flower, and hold infinity in the palm of your hand. In an instant, you will be doomed forever!" The feeling of tasting music is like three In the early morning of the moon - unknown flowers bloom in the fields, and the faint fragrance quietly emanates from the stamens, with a hint of coolness, penetrating the skin, penetrating the bone marrow, penetrating the soul like the breeze of September - the heart is Like a wind chime, it is gently blown by the wind of melody, making a crisp sound that echoes lowly in the empty valley, gradually disappearing, leaving a faint final sound. People often say that music can relieve boredom.

In this way, loneliness can be relieved. In my personal opinion, loneliness is not boredom, and there is no solution to true loneliness.

Bach’s organ and Handel’s hymns fall from the sky and are heard all the time - loneliness is trembling. Beethoven's heroic call, Liszt's Faust will, come with a vengeance, lightning and thunder - loneliness is infuriating.

Sch?nberg’s untraceable variations, Webern’s short life motivations, the cry of injustice, the heavy lifting and the light lifting — the pain of loneliness. Chopin's melancholic nocturnes and Debussy's flashing images are refreshing, and the light and color are uncertain - loneliness is lost.

So loneliness cannot be separated from music. The real lonely are looking for music all the time, waiting for music in life, and waiting for life in music. Outside the window Because there are two windows in my room, I unconsciously like the feeling of looking out the window.

Looking at the limited space outside the window, I feel that I have many fantasies. I like to be a child looking up at the sky. I don’t need too much space. I just need to look up at the sky in that window. I look at the helplessness in the deep blue and hear the confession of the clouds and the clouds. They say: " We are going to sink."

At this time, loneliness is like the scenery. Loneliness is outside the window, and loneliness rings a whisper. For me, loneliness is not harmful. Sometimes I like the boundless darkness outside the window. It is as dark as my own heart, with no light visible, and the feeling at that time is the most real and thorough.

Some people say: "The world outside the window is so big and vast. There is my dream outside. All 'people' and things belong inside the window. There is only beauty and nature outside the window. The world outside the window There is no sorrow or trouble here. "Then I think there must be one more thing outside the window now, and that is loneliness, only outside my window. 4. Are there any passages describing the scenery of the desert?

When I was young, I went to the countryside to spread my voice in the desert. --Cao Zhi of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, White Horse Chapter

Birds do not fly in the desert, and the dream of thousands of moraines and mountains is still lazy. --A long farewell to Dugu Jian, and a brief introduction to Yan Ba ??Shi Yu Tang Cen Shen

Thousands of miles away in depression, there are many farmlands in the Five Plains. As soon as the desert is cleared, the tiger will be defeated and the Jin Ge will be defeated. --Fabai Ma Tang Li Bai

The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. Why should I be golden and have a strong brain? Walk quickly to enjoy the clear autumn. -- Ma Shitang Li He

Once you go to Zitai Lianshuo Desert, you will only leave the green tomb facing the dusk.

--Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Essay on Ancient Relics"

Walking through the desert during the day and night, the clouds are overcast, the moon is dark, the wind is windy and the sand is bad. --Bai Juyi, a Furong native of Tang Dynasty

Riding his horse from the desert, he drove to the fortress. Why is the border town so desolate? It's daytime and dusk.

-- Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty in thistle

The desert is poor and the grass is blocked in autumn, and the lonely city has few soldiers at sunset. -- Yan Ge Xing Tang Gaoshi

In the wind and sand of the desert, beside the rain and snow of the Great Wall. --The Poem of the Shogunate of King Xin'an by Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty

Traveling thousands of miles away from the fortress, I look at the lonely grave with the grass in my hand. Capturing life in the desert by Hu Xue, nostalgic for Changsha and crying for Chu Yun. --Sending General Li Tang and Liu Changqing

The grass on the lonely city is white, and the sand turns yellow on the desert. The autumn wind picks up the wild geese, flying towards Xiaoxiang one by one. --Bianbian Tang Qiji

The desert is windy and dusty, the sun is dim, and the red flag is half-rolled out of the camp gate. --Joining the army and marching to the Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling

At dusk in the desert, fighting vigorously in the smoke and dust. --Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty joined the army

It took ten years to reach the desert and thousands of miles to reach Changping. The cold sun brings forth swords and swords, and the dark clouds sway. --Hengchui Quci · Out of the fortress in the Shen Quan period of the Tang Dynasty

There is smoke on the desert sand embankment, and pheasants are spotted on the west embankment. --Wen Tingyun, the ancient city of Qutang

The vast desert is endless, and the lonely city is empty on all sides. The horse was walking on a high moraine, and the sun fell into the sand. --Looking at Tang Xutang in the evening in the border town

I vowed to leave the desert and go to Yumen leisurely. -- Yu Shinan of the Tang Dynasty who left the fortress

The desert canopy is about to be broken, and the Huayan hibiscus is in full bloom. --Fenghe Shengzhi sent Zhang Shuo to patrol the border for Tang Cui's daily use

At the critical moment, the setting moon crossed the west ridge, and the clouds condensed under the barrier to cut off the northern wasteland. Birds are flying in the dust on the edge of the desert, and sheep are gathering in the dim air. --Cui Rong of the Tang Dynasty joined the army

Yu Shu flew across the desert, but the Great Wall was not relieved. -- Cui Shi of the Tang Dynasty returned to the border town in early spring

He built his teeth and connected with Shuo Desert, and rode into Hu City. --Farewell to Cui Rong and Dai Shulun of Tang Dynasty

The desert autumn mountains are here, and the old road leads to Yangguan. --Hengchui Quci·Crossing the Fortress by Tang Gengmao

The dark wind roars in the desert, and the fire trumpet cannot come out. --Tang Guanxiu's Four Songs from Gusai

Drums and horns dominate the mountains and fields, and dragons and snakes enter the battlefield. The desert is moistened with cream, and the blade is dyed with blood. --Ping Hu Tang Li Longji

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The gloomy sky filled the desert poplar forest with joy, a trace of The cold wind makes the Populus euphratica forest sing in anticipation. The golden Populus euphratica forest is distributed on the edge of the desert, with sparse clusters of yellow leaves scattered on the dry branches, just like an ostrich in the desert using its thin legs. Carrying a disharmonious body, monotonous and short, this is the loneliness of the desert. This elf on the edge of the desert dreams of the joyous song of the river every day. It is a sweet and happy song that makes the poplar forest green and fragrant. Every time Gloomy clouds drifted across the sky, and the expectations of the Populus euphratica forest became more urgent. It was as if the sparkling river had rippled in the Populus euphratica forest, and everything became cheerful.

Beside the dry river bed, a poplar tree that had survived for thousands of years struggled to straighten its already bent figure. Extreme thirst caused her to lose most of her branches and leaves. She longed for the river. If it were not for the yellow-green clump of small branches on the left, she would be nothing but a naked commander. It is this clump of yellow-green that makes the Populus euphratica by the river full of hope. Look at the broken dead branches on the river beach. It is her lovely trunk, which was broken by a drought and strong wind. The dried cracks are as mottled as the back of a turtle. The thin branches have been picked up by shepherds and used as fuel for the fire, turning into wisps of smoke. Gone with the wind. The broken branches made Populus euphratica very sad and heartbroken. This is the sadness of Populus euphratica and the sadness of the river, because the river lost its rippling flow and turned into a rough sand ditch and a harbor for the wind to wander. From then on, , Shagou sang a sad and sad song. The blue sky looked at the miserable poplar euphratica and the river, and asked the thick white clouds whether they had dreams of landing? Do you want to turn into heavy rain and bring joy to the rivers and Populus euphratica again? However, the friend of the blue sky, the wind, blew away Yun'er's dream, because the cold current blown by the wind made the clouds drift farther away, and only part of the clouds turned into crystal water drops shooting towards the earth, so , after a storm, the Populus euphratica forest was wet, and the sand ditch turned into a stream. I ran happily into the distance, jumped into the embrace of the desert, and disappeared in an instant.

Under the sunlight, white smoke rose from the soil in the Populus euphratica forest. The Populus euphratica forest, which had just taken a drink of water, opened its mouth again, looking forward to the next rain or dew. The stream in the sandy ditch gradually dried up, turning from a sparkling stream to the moisture of the soil, and finally turned into a hard crack in the sandy ditch - mottled and tortuous, looking from the air like a string of flowing nets, catching people. It looks like some kind of spirit walking in the sand ditch.

I also walked on the thirsty riverbed in the Populus euphratica forest. My feet stepped on the soil like cracks on a turtle's back, and I wanted to crush a slab that was sticking up like a tongue. However, I even jumped up and used it. It was in vain to stamp my feet, but my feet hurt from the stamping. What kind of land is this? It gave birth to the unyielding and stubborn character of Populus euphratica. Some people said: "Popular euphratica has been thirsty for three thousand years and has not died. It has been dead for three years and has not fallen. It has fallen for three thousand years and is immortal." I think the soil under my feet is even greater. It has gone through hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes. As we meander along, the majestic blue waves ripple and the roaring green waves surge into the sky, giving birth to the splendid civilizations of Loulan and Xiaohe, allowing Eastern and Western civilizations to continue here for a long time.

A monk from Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty came here for his persistent pursuit. Did it ever arouse your love? Have some romantic love scenes in the Populus euphratica forest inspired you to reminisce about the romantic days of the past? Have the melodious camel bells, the diffuse wind and sand, and the longing of mirages ever made you confused and confused? I envy the Populus euphratica forest growing around the bank of the Ta River, because the shore is rippling with blue waves all year round, and the Populus euphratica forest is also full of vitality. In spring, new green shoots sprout, making the bank fresh and shiny under the cover of tender green and white. The rippling waves allow people to experience the beauty of spring; the Populus euphratica forest in summer is lush green, and the leafy Populus euphratica forest fills the reservoir area like green smoke. The lush Populus euphratica forest on the shady slopes provides a cool world for people under the scorching sun. , the Populus euphratica forest became lively, and various elves performed their mysterious stories here. The Populus euphratica forest in autumn is brilliant and brilliant. It has become a classic of photography, painting or praise by various artists, and the beautiful figure of Populus euphratica has spread all over the pages of various publications and media.

This is the pride of Populus euphratica, which makes people envious. They envy the wide leaves of Populus euphratica on the bank of Ta River, the tall figure of Populus euphratica on the bank of Ta River, and the leaves-filled leaves of Populus euphratica on the bank of Ta River. Golden, and even more envious of the verdant and lush Populus euphratica on the banks of the Ta River. They form a pair of magnificent and beautiful Chinese ink paintings on the banks of the Ta River, allowing visitors to enjoy their paintings. This is the Populus euphratica forest in the desert, a Populus euphratica forest with its own different scenery and desires, a Populus euphratica forest that makes people think endlessly. 6. What should I write as an essay title based on the material in an uninhabited desert? How should I write it to match the four words in the article?

The test question analysis material tells the story of birds and trees. You must grasp the key sentence "What if the desert in the desert" If the dead tree still survives, the bird may never want to change its original life. This question is intended to guide candidates to correctly view the hardships in life, and also educate candidates to have the courage to change themselves.

① Get rid of the old and introduce the new, introduce the new with the old. We must abandon the old ideas that imprison ourselves, break the inherent life pattern, break through the original life circle, find a new life path of our own, and create a new world.

②Pursue unremittingly and don’t be satisfied with the status quo. When a bird is content with the status quo, it can only live a difficult life. When it is forced to seek a place to live, it discovers an oasis and a more suitable place to live.

③Suffering is the best school in life, and adversity and setbacks are the best tools to sharpen people. When the old trees that the birds depend on are uprooted and have no other way out, they have the opportunity to open up another world.

④In the end, you must live your life on your own. Don’t rely on others. People must struggle on their own. The bird relies on old trees. As a result, when the old trees are uprooted, it loses its shelter; but when it goes through a long and arduous flight, it discovers an oasis. Therefore, only by giving full play to your own subjective initiative can you be invincible.

7. An 800-word essay on the topic of morality is an oasis in the desert

The gloomy sky fills the Populus euphratica forest with joy, a cold wind makes the Populus euphratica forest sing in anticipation, and the golden Populus euphratica forest is distributed in the desert On the edge of the tree, there are sparse clusters of yellow leaves scattered on the dry branches, just like an ostrich in the desert using its thin legs to support its disharmonious body, monotonous and short, this is the loneliness of the desert. This elf on the edge of the desert dreams of the song of the river every day. It is a sweet and happy song that makes the Populus euphratica forest green and fragrant. Whenever gloomy clouds float across the sky, the expectations of the Populus euphratica forest become more urgent, as if The sparkling river is already rippling in the Populus euphratica forest, and everything has become cheerful. Beside the dry river bed, a Populus euphratica that has survived for a thousand years is trying hard to straighten its already bent figure. The extreme thirst makes She has lost most of her branches and leaves, and she longs for the flow of the river. If it were not for the yellow-green of a small cluster of branches on the left, she would be nothing but a bare commander. It is this cluster of yellow-green that fills the poplar euphratica by the river. Hope, look at the broken dead branches on the river beach. They are her lovely trunks. They were broken by a drought and strong wind. The dry cracks are as mottled as the back of a turtle. The thin branches have been picked up by shepherds. When used as fuel for the fire, it turned into wisps of green smoke and flew away with the wind. The broken branches made Populus euphratica very sad and heartbroken. This is the sadness of Populus euphratica and the sadness of the river, because the river has lost its rippling flow. Shagou became a wetland, and became a harbor for Feng'er to wander. From then on, Shagou sang a sad and sad song. The blue sky looked at the miserable poplars and rivers, and asked the thick white clouds if they had dreams of landing? Do you want to turn into heavy rain and bring joy to the rivers and Populus euphratica again? However, the friend of the blue sky, the wind, blew away Yun'er's dream, because the cold current blown by the wind made the clouds drift farther away, and only part of the clouds turned into crystal water drops shooting towards the earth, so , after a storm, the Populus euphratica forest was wet, and the sand ditch turned into a stream. I ran happily into the distance, jumped into the embrace of the desert, and disappeared in an instant. Under the sunlight, the soil in the Populus euphratica forest was White smoke was rising from the sky. The Populus euphratica forest that had just drank water opened its mouth again, eagerly looking forward to the next rain or dew. The stream in the sand ditch gradually dried up, turning from a glimmer of water to the moisture of the earth. , and finally turned into hard cracks in the sand ditch - mottled and twisty, looking from the air like a string of flowing nets, catching some elves walking in the sand ditch. I also walked in the Populus euphratica forest and felt thirsty. On the river bed, my feet stepped on the mud like cracks on the back of a turtle, trying to crush a plate that was sticking up like a tongue. However, even jumping up and stamping with my feet was in vain, but my feet hurt from stamping. What kind of land is this? It gave birth to the unyielding and stubborn character of Populus euphratica. Some people said: "Popular euphratica has been thirsty for three thousand years and has not died. It has been dead for three years and has not fallen. It has fallen for three thousand years and is immortal." I think the soil under my feet is even greater. It has gone through hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes. As we meander along, the majestic blue waves are rippling, and the turbulent green waves are surging into the sky. This has given birth to the splendid civilizations of Loulan and Xiaohe, allowing Eastern and Western civilizations to continue here for a long time. A monk from Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty came here for the persistent pursuit in his heart. Has coming here ever aroused your love? Have some romantic love scenes in the Populus euphratica forest inspired you to reminisce about the romantic days of the past? Have the melodious camel bells, the diffuse wind and sand, and the longing of mirages ever made you confused and confused? I envy the Populus euphratica forest growing around the bank of the Ta River, because the shore is rippling with blue waves all year round, and the Populus euphratica forest is also full of vitality. In spring, new green shoots sprout, making the bank fresh and shiny under the cover of tender green and white. The rippling waves allow people to experience the charm of spring; the Populus euphratica forest in summer is lush green, and the leafy Populus euphratica forest fills the reservoir area like green smoke. The lush Populus euphratica forest on the shady slopes provides a cool world for people under the scorching sun, so , the Populus euphratica forest became lively, and various elves performed their mysterious stories here. The Populus euphratica forest in autumn is brilliant and brilliant, and has become a classic of various artists, photography, painting or praise, making the beautiful appearance of Populus euphratica spread all over the world. The pages of publications and media. This is the pride of Populus euphratica, which makes people envious. They envy the wide leaves of Populus euphratica on the bank of Ta River, the tall figure of Populus euphratica on the bank of Ta River, and the golden leaves of Populus euphratica on the bank of Ta River. , and even more envious of the verdant and lush Populus euphratica on the banks of the Ta River. They form a pair of magnificent and beautiful Chinese ink paintings on the banks of the Ta River, allowing visitors to enjoy their paintings. This is the Populus euphratica forest in the desert, with its own different scenery and The longing Populus euphratica forest, the Populus euphratica forest that makes people dream about it... 8. The golden desert composition is about 400 words

In this desert where the city and the desert are connected, the oasis is accompanied by the yellow sand, the birds dance with the camels, and the extremely high temperature is only one step away from the normal temperature. It is very unique. The desert dunes have clear outlines and distinct layers. The ridge lines are smooth and smooth. The sand slopes on the windward side are like water, and the leeward side is like quicksand. On the top of the sand mountain deep in the desert, you can watch the gorgeous sunrise in the desert and witness the sunset staining the sand. At the northern edge of the desert, you can see a clear river with gurgling water, winding westward along the desert. On both sides of the river, you can see tall and tall willows and poplars everywhere, with their roots intertwined and shaped like a coiled dragon. So beautiful.

At a glance, there is a monotonous yellow color everywhere, not even a tree. The vastness of the desert makes each of us feel tired, as if we will never get out.

It was nearly noon, and the sun was rising so high that the desert was smoking. We got off the car to rest and put up an awning, but the sand was so hot that we were told to stand rather than sit. For the first time, I felt the horror of the desert. At a glance, there is a monotonous yellow color everywhere, not even a tree. The vastness of the desert makes each of us feel tired, as if we can never get out.

The boundless sea of ??sand is dotted with clusters of trees, which are sand willows. The clumps of sand willows inject vitality into the originally silent sea of ??sand. In order to survive in the water-scarce desert, Salix relies on its tenacious perseverance to pierce its roots deeply into the sand, reaching tens of meters long, extending to places with water sources. Here, once life is born, it is difficult to die, because the harsh environment can often nurture great and tenacious life. We later arrived in the middle of the Taklimakan Desert. At this time, the temperature also rose to 45℃. ah! I didn't expect that the endless sand was all golden, and the sand mountains looked like beautiful buildings. It was so beautiful!

The sky is blue and the ground is yellow. Apart from blue and yellow, no other colors can be seen here. There are many cyclones in the desert, one after another, rolling up the yellow sand very high, like smoke rising from the flat ground, spinning and flying across the desert. The heat wave hits the desert everywhere, as if it is burning with blazing flames. Visitors will feel the heat, sweat profusely in an instant, and the heat will fill their bodies, giving people the feeling of being in a sauna. As dusk approached, the desert in front of him took on a golden color. Countless wrinkles of sand and gravel stretched like solid waves, extending to the golden horizon in the distance.

Suddenly, a long stretch of yellow sand in the distance came into my eyes. Even further away were rolling hills, also made of pure yellow sand. This is the world of yellow sand, yellow sand. The ocean, the endless yellow sand meets the sky, it is impossible to imagine where the sand ends! The vast desert, the dead sea of ??sand. Powerful, quiet, and with a straight face, it always gives you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always hot yellow. It is as if nature has solidified the turbulent waves and emptying angry waves in an instant, making it stay still forever.

Ah, I see you, the northwest desert. The boundless yellow sand spreads on this boundless land. No matter how hard you look, you can't see a trace of green, no gurgling water, and no towering mountains?