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Mingsha Mountain and Crescent Spring

In order to see the sunrise of Mingsha Mountain, we came to the scenic spot in the morning light.

I had the experience of riding a camel in Shapotou, Ningxia, so I tried my best to persuade timid female students to experience the feeling of riding a camel once. Finally, under the temptation that my "camel shadow, sand mountain and sunrise" photos must look good, several girls rode hunchbacks.

The camel team is a group of five people, and the front one is led by someone. The mighty camel team, heading east, headed for Mingsha Mountain.

After a while, a beautiful glow rose slowly from the sand dunes, and the golden light of the rising sun sprinkled on the silver sand, dazzling. Mingsha Mountain is undulating, and the high sand ridge divides the mountain into two worlds with clear yin and yang under the sun. The morning sun pulls the camel's shadow very long and projects it on the sand surface, just like a flowing mural. Looking around, my eyes are full of fun!

On the way, the camel team stopped for tourists to take pictures. A middle-aged woman whose camel's face turned black due to frequent exposure to the sun enthusiastically took on the role of photographer. She has played with various brands of mobile phones in everyone's hands and is skilled. It seems that she went through a lot of hardships to upgrade to a professional master.

Halfway up the mountain, the camel team began to turn to Crescent Spring. When I got off the camel, I was very close to the Crescent Spring.

Crescent spring surrounds Mingsha Mountain, which looks like a crescent moon, hence its name. Crescent spring is known as "the first spring in the world", which has been recorded in all dynasties since the Eastern Han Dynasty. In the Tang Dynasty's Yuanhe County Records, it was said: "Mingsha Mountain has a spring, which is called a manhole. Throughout the ages, the sand is inexhaustible and the water is extremely sweet. "

There is a poem praising: "The bright moon bends at the beginning, and the half moon shines in the mirror. The wind and sand are endless, and the deep water stops. "

A clear spring is lying in the arms of Mingsha Mountain. What kind of existence is this in the vast desert? Yes, it seems that this is not the place where the slender crescent moon spring should come. I suddenly remembered several princesses who married in the western regions in history. They were spoiled in the palace, and suddenly one day, they married a nomadic tribe far away from Wan Li and with rough folk customs. Is it similar to the fate of Crescent Moon Spring?

However, this scene is not abrupt, but the mountain spring is so harmonious and moving. Perhaps, Mingsha Mountain and Crescent Spring are really the love of previous lives, and this life has turned into Shashan Mountain and Qingquan, which go hand in hand. It suddenly occurred to me that this crescent spring is the tears of the crimson pearl fairy, and that flawless jade would rather break into yellow sand than leave it and face each other forever.

Leaving Crescent Spring, we started to climb Mingsha Mountain. The word "climb" is the most accurate description of climbing the sand mountain, because the sand collapses half a step when you step on it. Fortunately, with the help of the ladder, we soon climbed halfway up the mountain. Everyone stopped and found a place where no one stepped to take pictures.

Pure and flawless sand, soft and lovely sand, makes everyone's childlike innocence sprout and roll in the sand one after another to spread joy.

You can see the whole crescent spring from the mountain, especially the color of the spring is dark blue, like a gem embedded in a golden desert.

The peaks around Mingsha Mountain are like the pyramids of ancient Egypt, resplendent and magnificent. Looking around, the blue sky, golden beach, a small oasis, suddenly poetic:

Dunhuang has had Jiahua since ancient times.

The crescent moon lies bent on the yellow sand.

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