A trip to Dunhuang

Jones, who is full of black heads and pale yellow hair, is even more eye-catching.

In the surprised eyes of his classmates, Qin Fan squeezed towards the back of the car, in fact, he really didn't want to sit with Jones, mainly because he couldn't smell her body odor, but seeing her waving frequently, he had to sit beside her with his head stiff.

Qiu Wen in the front row looked back at Qin Fan and the foreigner sister in the last seat, and when she saw that they were talking and laughing, she sat back, poked Qu Shanshan next to her, and whispered, "Shanshan, what's going on? How could Qin Fan know that foreigner?"

Qu Shanshan pouted and said, "How do I know." ”

"Hey, Great Love Sage, do you know?" Qiu Wen turned to Xu Zhigang across the aisle, since the last two things happened to Lao Xu, everyone convincingly called him "Love Sage".

Xu Zhigang thought for a while and analyzed: "What's so strange about this, you forgot who worked there, Jia Jingyin from the Department of Foreign Languages, through her to know their foreign teachers, isn't it normal?"

Qiu Wen nodded in realization.

Constantly changing cars, changing cars and changing cars, the classmates also turned from the excitement of just setting off to a tired sleep, Qin Fan was no better, and so was Jones, the backpacker next to him, the two of them leaned on each other head to head.

The pale yellow blonde hair fluttered between his nose, Qin Fan only felt that his nose was itchy, and the continuous sneezing woke him up, and the sound of the green train was monotonous and boring.

Jones, who was awakened, rubbed his face and asked, "Qin, where are you?"

Qin Fan looked over: "It's probably almost Xi'an." ”

"Xi'an, is there anything in Xi'an?"

"Terracotta. ”

"Aren't you going?"

Qin Fan thought for a while and said, "The school teacher should go to Dunhuang first, and then come back to observe." ”

In this carriage of the train, half of Qin Fan's classmates were asleep, in various postures, and the teachers who led the team, Gao Qian and Cao Jian, glanced around from time to time, after all, they were all twenty-year-old children, and if there was one less, they couldn't afford this responsibility. But the good thing is that they spend most of their time on the train.

After Xi'an, it is only a third of the way, all the way to the west, Zhangye, Jiuquan, Jiayuguan, Yumen, Guazhou...... Outside the window is already a western scenery along the way, the train has been running on the endless Gobi Desert, occasionally seeing rows of poplar trees, and the train has gradually become more and more northwest men and aunts.

During the conversation with them, Qin Fan felt the simplicity of the Northwest people, there are very few people who are skillful, and most of them are not very good at clever words, one is one and two is two.

The headache was Jones's curiosity, speaking half-baked English, introducing her to the customs and historical allusions along the way, and I don't know if she understood it, but she nodded blindly frequently, and when she became familiar, she casually got up, touching Qin Fan's smooth face from time to time, and jokingly: You hairless little light chicken. Qin Fan also shot back: Orangutan!

In the northwest in October, autumn is already strong. Under the clear blue sky, the vast desert and the boundless Gobi are endless, and the rugged, heroic, majestic and vast vast wasteland stretches its soft and beautiful side after retreating from the intense heat.

From the blue lake to the yellow sand of the Gobi, from the fiery red Danxia to the golden poplar, all the way to touch the magical legend of the Silk Road and the most intense and bold style of the Western Regions, and the most beautiful poplar that has been waiting here for 3,000 years.

But some people have said: if you love someone, take her to see the autumn in the northwest, because this is a paradise of beautiful scenery, and if you hate someone, take her to see the spring in the northwest, because this is a terrible hell!

I have to admit that the vast Gobi, the Hanhai Desert and the Populus euphratica that has been intoxicated for thousands of years are indeed places that touch the heart, and they are also the places where I feel the most insignificant.

Arriving in Dunhuang, the students got out of the car one after another, stretched their waists, and then screamed excitedly, the sand flew directly into their mouths, and then there was silence.

Qin Fan took out a handkerchief, covered his face tightly, thought about it, and tied the handkerchief for the "orangutan", and tied the hat he wore more tightly.

Mogao Grottoes buildings, murals, and colorful sculptures are numerous, so that the students only have a rough look in two days, except for the shock at the beginning, many people are not interested, but they are clamoring to go to the crescent spring of Mingsha Mountain, the ancient city of Dunhuang, the former site of Yangguan, and Jiayuguan......

Qin Fan didn't know why he was crying.

When they came out of Cave 259 of Mogao Caves, Qu Shanshan and Qiu Wen looked at Qin Fan with tears on their faces in surprise.

"How do you look at crying, tsk, it's so strange. Qiu Wen asked in surprise.

Qin Fan, who was inexplicable, asked rhetorically: "Who, who is crying?" Qu Shanshan pointed to his face silently, and reached out to wipe it, but his hands were full of tears.

Recalling that when the flashlight shone from the bottom to the top just now, what appeared in front of him was a charming face that was smiling at him, and in an instant, Qin Fan's heartstrings in the depths of his heart were plucked, and he couldn't help but sting.

"Hee-hee, crying like a woman, it really opened my eyes. Qiu Wen said with a smile.

Jones, who came out later, shouted, "Qin, what you said is very right, I have decided to stay here for a few more days." ”

Regarding Jones's departure and willfulness, Gao Qian and Cao Jian asked Qin Fan to persuade Jones to act with them. It's just Jones's insistence, and the teachers no longer persuade them, after all, they are not teachers in this school.

Jones hoped that Qin Fan could stay as a companion.

Qin Fan finally disappointed her, the teachers would never allow any student to act alone, Qin Fan hugged Jones, and said heartily: "I wish you well, goodbye to A University." ”

The next day, Qin Fan, who was sitting in the car, looked at Jones's lonely back and felt inexplicably uncomfortable, but was peeped by Qiu Wen, touched Qu Shanshan and whispered: "Qin Fan doesn't like foreign girls, right?" Qu Shanshan pinched her mouth and said, "You are about to become a eighth woman." ”

The next thing is basically to play, go to Mingsha Mountain Crescent Spring to slide and sand, ride a camel or something, the scenery is beautiful, but Qin Fan can't be interested, and there is always that lonely figure in his mind.

In the past, Qin Fan also drove alone in his previous life, going around thousands of miles, just letting himself go, without friends, without the company of relatives, only the lonely self in the Gobi Desert.

On this trip, the relationship between the classmates in the class was surprisingly better, except for the girls, the boys also knew the hard work of distressed girls, but their relationship with Qin Fan was still so bad, Teacher Gao Qian had a good relationship with him, but Cao Jian had an opinion about him, and he had always ignored him, and Xu Zhigang, the love saint, was much more honest, and he had received countless warnings from Gao Qian in private, plus the girls in the northwest did not eat his set.

Some students in the class who don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement coaxed: This time the love saint is going to encounter "Waterloo".