My travel diary-a trip to the south

So far, I have been addicted to that intoxicating summer trip, but I still sorted it out and recorded it in my memoir. Finally set foot on the train to the northwest, which is also the legendary place I have been longing for for for a long time. Now I finally have a chance to witness the once famous Silk Road. This summer, I'm going to travel-to the pure sea, to the sandy desert, to the vast Gobi, to the celestial mirror Qilian. ...

Day 1: When the K367 train passed through the endless Gobi and headed for Dunhuang, I deeply felt the desolation in the northwest outside the king's window. After arriving at Dunhuang Railway Station around 0: 00 a.m./kloc-0: 00 a.m., we went straight to Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, the first of the four largest grottoes in China, which is famous for flying murals. The grottoes located on the Gobi desert are patchwork, and all kinds of colorful murals, even though they have a long history, have shocked my eyes by the exquisite sitting and lying of sculptors on the Buddha statues, and have been impressed by the superb carving and painting techniques of the ancients. Such a huge project has condensed the painstaking efforts of our ancestors for many years.

Photo 1 location of Dunhuang Mogao grottoes

However, I still want to remind everyone that it is actually forbidden to take pictures in the Mogao Grottoes, because the lighting of the camera will affect the preservation of murals. The second photo is still the only one I secretly took, but my vision is a little dim. It seems that I am still immersed in the wonders of the grottoes and unconsciously returned to the urban area. After a short rest, I went to the crescent spring in Mingsha Mountain, a wonder of nature. For me who have never seen the desert, the journey was full of curiosity and excitement. When I saw endless yellow sand and camel bells ringing from time to time, my mood was calm at that moment. My friends and I tried to cross Mingsha Mountain on foot, but unfortunately we overestimated ourselves. After two Shapotou, we seem to feel the despair of walking in the desert, and our steps become heavy, and sometimes we even sink in. We can't see anything except the yellow sand around us, only the whirring of the wind blowing the yellow sand in our ears. Arriving at Crescent Moon Spring is like seeing hope. The clear water is like the most dazzling ornament in the desert. It looks like a crescent moon but it means the dawn of hope. We found a quiet place to sit quietly, basking in the sun but enjoying the natural sunbathing, waiting for the sunset quietly. I don't think I will forget the beautiful sunset in the desert. The sky is full of clouds.

Fig. 2 endless desert?

The night in Dunhuang is also very lively. We feast our eyes on all kinds of snacks in Shazhou night market, such as yellow noodles with donkey meat, barbecued potatoes and chicken with desert flavor ... until we can't eat any more, we silently return to our residence.

The next day: Early in the morning, we set out for Yumenguan, the fortress of the ancient Silk Road. The ancient poem "Spring Breeze Is But Yumenguan" has been memorized since childhood, but now it seems particularly cordial. Even after years of relentless wind erosion, only ruins and broken walls remain, but we can still imagine its grandeur as an ancient fortress checkpoint. Along the way, there are some relics of the Great Wall of Han Dynasty that once resisted the Japanese invasion, and now there is only a short corner left. My friend and I crossed it and joked, "Now the Great Wall of Han can't stop us." All the way west, we arrived at the ghost town of Ya Dan. It is said that ghost towns are just magical landforms created by nature, and grotesque stones are arranged in disorder on a Gobi desert. But the most amazing thing is its shielding effect on the signals of communication equipment such as mobile phones. You may even feel uncomfortable after staying for a long time, which may be one of the reasons for calling it a ghost town. Once lost, you may be destined to be with the devil. So we didn't stay too long. After all, playing is based on safety. The day passed more leisurely, and the scenery along the way was more pleasant.

Figure 3 Ghost Town of Ya Dan

The third day: It was a tough day, because I rode my bike all day, crossing the Qaidam Basin, crossing Lover Lake and aiming all the way west at Qilian Mountain. At about four or five o'clock in the afternoon, I arrived at Qilian Prairie, the lush grassland of the king, where flocks of cattle and sheep were grazing. Those patches are particularly cute. When the blue sky and various shapes of white clouds are dotted in them, the picture of "seeing cattle and sheep at the wind" emerges in my mind. In the evening, I boarded the Zhuo'er Mountain overlooking the Qilian Mountain Snow Mountain and Grassland Basin. My friends and I were lying on the grassland looking up at the sky, taking selfies on the stone road and feeling the freshness of nature. ?

Fig. 4 Qilian grassland and mountains?

? Fig. 5 I enjoy nature quietly.

Day 4: Early in the morning, we rushed to Chaka Salt Lake, which is full of fantastic colors and is known as the sky. The blue sky, the spotless white lake, the small train leading to the distance and the snow-white salt sculpture all prove that the sky is worthy of the name. We can't wait to take off our shoes and socks and go to Chaka Salt Lake. As soon as the lake reaches the ankle, you can see a particularly clear reflection. The quiet time under the sky seems to be still, and people can't bear to break it. Originally we only planned to stay for half a day, but we extended it by one day. We were originally free, and we were not in a hurry. We just came out for fun, so we didn't want to go back to Qilian County until the sun went down. ?

? Figure 6 Sky-Chaka Salt Lake

Day 5: In the morning, the driver of our chartered car suddenly asked us if we wanted to see the Bayi Glacier in Qilian, which is a remote place that ordinary people would not go to. Along the way, 600 kilometers will pass through canyons, grasslands and a desert in no man's land. As soon as we heard that there was a young adventurous heart here, we readily agreed. As expected, there were few people along the way, but the scenery was quite good. Because there were few cars, we even stopped to take pictures of the road. It took about four or five hours to stop and go all the way. The snow has not accumulated to the depth of the calf, and every step is extremely difficult. Looking around, there are only lonely prayer flags fluttering in the wind and high ice walls. Finally, because we girls are physically exhausted, the deeper the university goes, the thicker the snow will be, so we gave up the plan to climb the ice wall, but unfortunately we didn't see the crystal icicles and snow leopards. However, there are always regrets in life to take a second adventure, and no one is perfect. Finally arrived at Heima River at eight or nine o'clock in the evening, waiting for the sunrise the next day.

Day 6: At five o'clock in the morning, we set out for Qinghai Lake to watch the sunrise. Although we were a little tired and cold, we set off at the thought that maybe only one chance was worth it. Qinghai Lake is dark blue in the morning, and one or two seabirds fly over the lake from time to time, which seems to break the peace in the morning. Finally, at the moment of sunrise, we were lucky. The weather is fine, and the orange-red sunrise rising from the sea level is spectacular. After breakfast, we set out to ride Qinghai Lake. Three lines, as if there is no margin, are such a stretched painting under the lens on the way forward. The blue sky and the lake seem to blend into one, truly achieving the scene of "water and sky are one color". Pieces of golden rape flowers have become the finishing touch, adding an active color to the painting. We stopped at every intersection to take pictures, and the sea breeze blew up our skirts, feeling integrated with nature. Squatting in the rape field, the girl's heart is bursting, and we just want to wander quietly in the golden wheat waves. Although this day's riding is very tiring physically, it is extremely relaxed and pleasant mentally.

Figure 7 Qinghai Lake sunrise?

Figure 8 Qinghai Lake Ring Road

Day 7: No matter how beautiful Qinghai Lake is, we can't stay for it forever. The road ahead is still ahead. I went to Jiayuguan in Gansu in the morning, which is the first pass of the Great Wall in Wan Li. The magnificent tower, wide training ground and wonderful military exercises are all telling its glorious history. Even though time has passed, these magnificent buildings still stand at the corner of the Silk Road. In the afternoon, we arrived in Zhangye, which is also the cradle of the famous Danxia landform. I've seen it on TV before, but it's not as shocking as the scene. Colorful colors are also the natural evolution of nature after tens of thousands of years. We touched the soil curiously and found it particularly loose, so we couldn't help sighing the integrity of its preservation.

? Figure 9 Danxia landform in Zhangye

Day 8: How time flies! We set foot on the return train again and watched the scenery outside the window go backwards quickly until it disappeared.

Although these eight days are short and fleeting, good memories are worth cherishing forever. Revisiting the Silk Road, witnessing the glory of history, and going all the way to the northwest, I want to write this diary to deepen my memory and never forget it. The road of life is actually very short, but it is also very long. It depends on how you grasp it. Take advantage of youth, walk more, see more, increase experience, broaden your horizons, and leave footprints for the future, so that you won't regret it.