Watching the Sunrise at Ju Yanhai

The sunrise is particularly gentle, and the world is full of romance. Remember the sunrise in Juyanhai

On the morning of the 18th, I got up early to watch the sunrise in Juyanhai. It is 50 kilometers away from the hotel to Juyanhai Marsh. The sky was pitch black when we set off. The car passed through the streets and alleys of Dalaihubu Town, Ejina Banner, with shadows of poplar trees on both sides, which had not yet woken up.

The driver who drove the car was an aboriginal resident of the northwest area. Along the way, he introduced us to the geographical location, customs and customs of Juyanhai from time to time, as well as the hundreds of years of natural Populus euphratica forests. His words were full of pride and pride. .

Before coming to Juyanhai to watch the sunrise, I had read Wang Wei's poem "The Envoy to the Fortress":

I want to ask about the side of the bicycle, but I belong to the country and cross Juyan.

Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian.

The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.

Whenever Xiao Guan rides, he always protects Yan Ran.

It’s considered a strategy. Now, thousands of miles away, across the Gobi desert, I am immersed in the scene. In front of me are car lights shining like stars in the sky. The motorcade traveling along the highway towards the sunrise direction of Juyanhai looks like thousands of troops marching thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers, like a dragon going out to sea carrying wind and rain, and like a swallow emerging from the valley to stir up the silence before dawn. Everything seemed so sacred, so solemn, so worth looking forward to.

After driving for about half an hour, we entered the Juyanhai Scenic Area Tourist Service Center. Rows of orderly vehicles in the parking lot are like a phalanx of soldiers, waiting for instructions.

Compared to Juyanhai Sunrise, we arrived a little earlier. But when we entered the scenic trail and followed the endless stream of people who came to watch the sunrise at Juyanhai, we were a little late. As I hurriedly followed the crowds, I didn't even care about the sand, stones, water plants, or camel thorns, a unique plant in the Gobi Desert. I just want to find a good and best viewing platform to see the most anticipated and gorgeous moment, looking forward to a red sun bursting out and dispelling the darkness before dawn.

I have been planning this trip for some years. I have always wanted to see the Populus euphratica forest in Ejina Banner and take in the scenery along the way. Watching the sunrise in Juyanhai is like a small wild flower picked on the roadside, which also has its own fragrance and fragrance. Maybe my friends who were traveling with us had this idea. Some of them chose to sleep in the hotel. Only the seven of us and the master made up a team of 8 immortals, which was quite good and suitable for the occasion.

My understanding of tourism is not about the famous mountains and rivers or how spectacular and magnificent the scenery is, but about who travels with you and who feels the same way as you. The friends I traveled with this time included my brothers, sisters, and classmates who have been teachers and friends for many years. It was a proper youth trip, and it had the lofty ambitions of traveling through mountains and rivers.

? The scenery in my eyes, the feelings in my heart, and the land under my feet all came together, with the momentum of a golden horse and an iron horse. I only hope that the sun will rise in Juyanhai earlier, and the sun will come out earlier. The awe-inspiring spirit inside me melted.

In the past, Kuafu died chasing the sun. He was a young man chasing the sun, and Hou Yi was a warrior by shooting the sun. My friend and I traveled together to watch the sunrise over Juyanhai Lake, which was just a childish way of feeling the poetry and distant encounters.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt my back was sweating slightly and the soles of my feet were feeling warm while walking. We chose a nice viewing platform, surrounded by people. After finally squeezing into a corner, I found that the location was very good. Looking at the sky directly in front, there seems to be a red cloud hanging there like a curtain. The weak water flows quietly in the Yanhai Sea, like a cradle in a mother's hands. The reeds by the lake and the water birds in the lake have not stretched yet, and they are probably still sleeping soundly in the arms of Mother Earth.

Seeing that the sky was still early and far from the sunrise described by famous teachers in textbooks in the past, the group chatted and waited for the sun to come out. The brother and sister who were traveling together were a couple. The brother's surname was Wang and he was called Brother Wang. The sister's nickname was Qionglou Yuyu. Their names sounded like those of heaven and humans. What's more, the eyes of both of them were full of tenderness and looked brighter than the stars. My friend Bird of Paradise and I are very happy to be able to travel with them. What's more, walking thousands of miles with them this time, crossing the Gobi Desert, and coming here to watch the sunrise over the Juyan Sea is also a rare and precious trip.

In the swaying morning breeze, I heard Brother Wang saying that when he was studying in the past, he always felt that he had a certain artistic conception when he read the words "The moon shines thousands of miles away". Today I went to Juyanhai to watch the sunrise. I feel the same way.

In Chinese language and writing, Moonlight A Thousand Miles is one of the most beautiful emotional conceptions, which contains not only family and friendship, but also the taste of love. The tenderness in the eyes of the brother and sister was very much like love.

The process of waiting for the sunrise in Juyanhai is quite comical. After waiting at this viewing platform for almost an hour, the sun did not come out. It seems to be getting brighter now, and gulls are flying in the river from time to time, skimming over the water. I knew it was a seagull. Where seagulls fly, there should be colorful clouds filling the sky. I even remember someone using Wang Bo's poem: "The setting clouds and the solitary owl fly together, the autumn water lasts for a long time and the sky is the same color" to describe the sunrise in Juyanhai.

Could it be that the sun won’t come out today and we really have to watch the sunrise in the textbook?

Not only did I have doubts, but so did the Bird of Paradise, and my brothers and sisters who were traveling with me also had the same idea. Now I was thinking about how to go back and describe today's sunrise to the group members. I even found a picture of the sunrise at sea with Bird of Paradise on my mobile phone, and planned to go back and explain it to the group members later.

The magic of natural landscapes lies in their independence from human will. While I was wondering and thinking, I heard the noise and cheers around me. It felt like the sizzling steam coming out of boiling water before it boils.

I turned around and looked in front of me. Below my feet was the dark Gobi swamp. The sparkling waters of Juyan stretched out into the distance, and the white fish belly appeared in the water and sky.

In the distance, the white halo of the fish belly seemed to turn red again, and slowly there was a golden line, just like the fish coming out of the water on its back. I think this is the legendary skyline. A glimmer of secret is just a matter of a moment.

There were cheers and cheers everywhere, and exclamations of "ah! ah", and from time to time, the tone of admiration "so beautiful" came into my ears. I joined the crowd of people exclaiming and admiring, staring intently at a bright sphere, like a freshly peeled egg yolk, still smelling hot and fragrant, unparalleled in splendor and dazzling. The round light spot haloed into a halo, and it was like the golden light of the lotus lamp in the hand of Guanyin Bodhisattva, rising from the sea level, and the heaven and earth were bright.

I heard Brother Wang’s textbook-like voice in my ears: “Ah, a red sun bursts out”!

Everyone is immersed in the atmosphere of watching the sunrise over Juyanhai. There are waterbirds flapping their wings in the distance, flying towards the light.

For a moment, I felt ecstatic. Bathed in this light and warmth, the sun is rising in front of you, and beside you are friends who are like-minded and go through thick and thin together. The same voices agree with each other, the same sounds harmonize with each other, and the same directions move in the same direction.

I can't help but want to share all the blessings and all the joy with my relatives, my lover, and my friends - the sun rises for you today!