When I got off the train yesterday, I went straight to Delingha Bus Station.
When I arrived at the lonely ticket window, the two girls in front of me were buying tickets. After they finished buying, I walked up to them and said: " I want a ticket to Dunhuang tomorrow. "
The conductor looked at me and said apologetically: " The last two tickets were bought by the two girls just now. "
This incident happened to be a bit sad. I just remember that my heart trembled at that time. I hesitated and looked at the conductor helplessly, but couldn't say a word.
The conductor saw that I looked aggrieved and told me to wait while she went to ask the driver. The ticket office was close to closing time at that time, and this was a desolate city, so I was the only one standing in the entire hall. But I know there is a turning point.
After a while, the conductor brought an uncle to me. This uncle was the driver traveling between Delingha and Dunhuang. The driver looked me over and asked: " Are you the only one? "
I nodded vigorously and said: " Yes, it’s just me. "
"Be here on time at 8 tomorrow morning. "The driver left after saying this.
After the driver uncle left, I was still a little confused and looked at the conductor. The conductor said: " Pay the money, 116 . " After saying that, she returned Go to the station and start printing tickets.
After experiencing a stormy night in Delingha, I headed to the bus station in the early morning facing the rising sun. I still remember that the early morning sun in Delingha was particularly dazzling, lighting up the entire city golden.
The uncle driver took me into the car. I originally thought he was going to give me an extra seat, or maybe just a small bench, but it turned out to be a surprise. He let me sit in the passenger seat.
As the car drove out of the station and left the county town, the endless highways and Gobi lay before our eyes. The sky at this time is blue and cloudless, and I am sitting in the best viewing seat. This is the luck I gained from yesterday's helplessness. If I had gone to the station earlier yesterday, I should have done it now. Sitting in the last row, you can't see this endless highway through the side windows. I looked at the road and felt so happy that I couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth. There must be no one on the car who was happier than me.
I decided to go to Dunhuang three months ago.
At that time, I stayed in a youth hostel in Changsha. I remember that I was sitting on a lower bunk, but I don’t remember whether I was looking at my phone or chatting with my roommates. But I still remember the door being opened, and a man carrying a big bag on his back. Bag, a buddy with a tent and moisture-proof mat hanging on the big bag came in. This guy's whole body carried out the demeanor of a hero in my impression at that time. Under his background, other people in the room suddenly became little shrimps in the world.
The hero put down his bag, said hello to the shrimps, and told everyone that he originally wanted to sleep in the park, but for some reason that I have forgotten, he came to stay in a youth hostel. The meaning of his words seemed to be that staying in a youth hostel was a problem. Not a very manly thing. This was the first person with a tent that I met on the road. I admired him very much. The shrimps present probably had the same mood as me. They all talked about it and pushed the hero to the center of the topic. The hero lived up to everyone's expectations and talked about it. He told the story of his trip to Huangshan not long ago:
The hero said that he evaded fares and went to Huangshan Mountain a few days ago. When he was setting up a tent in the mountains at night, he was caught by the police patrolling the mountain. The police gave him two choices, either to pay a fine or to be taken to the police station for three days. He chose The latter followed the police down the mountain. Unexpectedly, three days later, he became acquainted with the policeman. He proudly said that the place was nice, with food, food and housing in mind, and there were people to chat with. After he was released, he paid for his ticket by "being in jail" , but the police actually sent him back to the scenic spot and asked him to continue his unfinished tour of Huangshan Mountain. However, the food on the mountain was too expensive. He said he was reluctant to eat on the mountain. He stayed there all night and was half-starved when he came down the next day. What should he do? He rushed straight to the police station, met the " old friend " inside, and shouted: " Give me a whole bowl of instant noodles quickly! "
Looking back now, this story is actually full of loopholes, but at the time, I was envious and obsessed with it. I longed for when such an interesting story would happen to me. The hero must have been to many places. He also said that he would go to Cambodia or Myanmar next. That is a foreign country! At that time, I felt that it was impossible for me to travel around the world with a tent in my life. Thinking of this, I even felt a little disappointed.
After the hero finished telling his story, someone asked him: " You must have traveled to many places. If you were in China, where would you recommend? "
The hero thought for a while and said: " Go to the Mogao Grottoes. I heard that there will be renovations there soon. From now on, you will have to look through the glass. "
I asked: " Where are the Mogao Grottoes? "
The hero said: " Gansu, Dunhuang. "
There are gradually clouds in the sky. These clouds are very scattered, like the egg drop in the egg drop soup, which looks delicious. Except for the clouds, the surrounding scene has not changed much. It is still the endless highway, Gobi and loess. The mountains in the distance are still bare and look extremely hard without any green. And my mood is still surging with joy. After all, this is the first time I have seen such a scene, and I can't help but feel more like a traveler.
Compared with my surging energy, the driver must be calm from the inside out. This is the road he drives on every day, with a single step of the accelerator, for 8 hours, in spring, summer, autumn and winter. In my opinion, this place is already a no-man's land. There are few vehicles and no traffic lights. The driver's greatest skill is probably the ability to avoid dozing off. I don’t know what the driver was thinking while driving. I wonder if he still remembers the first time he saw this scene and whether he was as excited as I was at this time.
The car stopped halfway, and the driver stood up and ordered to the passengers: " Men on the left, women on the right. "
It turned out that the car was used as a barrier, and men and women could relieve themselves on one side. Thinking about it now, this thing is not very friendly to women, but at the time I just thought it was novel and fun. It was a romantic thing for people to return to nature and urinate in the vast Gobi desert. However, I did not participate in this romance, because I expected that it would be inconvenient to go to the toilet. I did not drink a drop of water after getting on the bus. I only got off the bus to stretch my shins and did not join the peeing team. I think I was too smart at the time. Looking back, it is a pity that I did not urinate with everyone in the Gobi.
In the time it took the driver to smoke a cigarette, everyone had returned to their seats and the car started again. I had some drowsiness, half asleep, half asleep, and I didn't fall asleep completely because the road kept attracting me, and I couldn't bear to fall asleep. I am always looking for changes in the road and some things that are very new to me. For example, I saw a man kowtowing his head. He was just like the man kowtowing his head in my impression, heading towards the place where there is no end in sight. I knelt step by step in the direction of the car, and the car quickly passed him, but his figure lingered in my mind. What lingered was a huge doubt: why did he kowtow in the direction of Dunhuang? ? I haven't found an answer yet.
There was a group of camels on the loess beside the road. I saw a few camels with bells hanging from their necks. It turned out they were not wild. The camel looks very peaceful, probably because in such a vast and dry environment, violent creatures must not survive long.
A snow mountain appeared in the distance. To be precise, there was only snow on the top of the mountain. But even so, this was the first time I saw snow on the top of the mountain. I was deeply shocked, and my eyes radiated with emotion. The light made me want to tell the people in the car that I saw snow-capped mountains, because I felt that there should be snow-capped mountains during travel. In the end, I resisted the urge to yell and it didn't turn into a joke.
The snow-capped mountains are far away. I expected that the road would always be heading towards the snow-capped mountains. In some sections, this was indeed the case. The snow-capped mountains were right in front of me, as if the car would really drive there, but the road turned around after a while. , the snow-capped mountains came to my side, and after a while, the snow-capped mountains were no longer visible. I waited for a long time, but the road finally did not turn to the snow-capped mountains again, and there was another piece of loess in front of me.
Those egg-flower-like clouds unknowingly gathered into one piece, almost blocking the whole blue sky. The sun became weak behind the clouds. I passed some places again, and later, Dunhuang arrived.
This is the journey experience that a 116 yuan ticket brought me. During the 8 hour drive, I sat in the passenger seat and saw a scenery that made my heart surge. I even preferred the 8 hours in the car to the Mogao Grottoes later. I also realized a truth: the beginning of something may seem unlucky, but don’t be discouraged and must wait, because God wants to leave the best for you.
