As far as domestic travel routes are concerned, going to XJ should be at the top of the list. Because I have listened to "The Grapes of Turpan Are Ripe" and "The Girl of Osaka Castle" and "Our XJ Good Place" since I was a child. These familiar songs have long been sown in my young heart. I am eager to go to XJ, I am eager to go to the good place of XJ, to see the cattle and sheep in the north and south of the mountains that day, to see the sweet fragrance of grapes in Turpan, and to see the beautiful girl with long braids in Osaka City. Although I have been tempted several times in recent years, due to objective and self-motivated reasons, the long-awaited XJ tourism has finally become a trip in this hot late summer and early autumn. I chose the route of double flying for eight days to travel all over northern Xinjiang. It's a bit unexpected that Centaur turned out to be the original three of XC.

It was also after I decided to go this time, and when I looked at the line, I realized that XJ was divided into northern Xinjiang and southern Xinjiang. As for how to divide it, seriously, we have been to XJ for a few days, and someone on the bus still asks the tour guide, is the route in the north or south of Xinjiang this time? I think many people should be the same as the three of us, as long as they come to XJ, they will be right, and only after arriving will we know that we are traveling in one of them. And Ili is eight zhang away from us, and we can't get close to it, and that is in southern Xinjiang. At that time, I thought that Ili would not be included on the route, and that we would just fly over it ourselves. When I arrived, I deeply realized that we are XJ a good place, and the land is unimaginable. Ili, it's too far, leave it for next year.

In order to spend an extra day in Urumqi, we felt that CITS flights were all at night, so we decided to book our own tickets to fly to Urumqi. At 2:20 p.m. on the 21st, it landed in Diwozi in Urumqi, and the normal landing time of the plane should be 3:40. Therefore, after turning on the mobile phone and seeing that it was more than two o'clock, the people who got off the plane were confused. When my companion asked me, I said that it was automatically adjusted for the time difference, and XJ had a two-hour time difference with us, and the plane landed on time. Later, everyone asked the ground staff to make sure that it was in advance. It was a real surprise, it was my first flight more than an hour in advance.

After settling in the Mingyuan New Era Hotel, I originally went to the nearby museum to visit, but then I was very uncomfortable because I got motion sickness when the plane landed, so I slept for a while after arriving at the hotel. At four o'clock, we couldn't wait to go out. At this time, the museum is closed, so let's start shopping and carry out the most important and happy task of the day: eating in Urumqi.

Opposite the hotel is the street where the Uighurs live. Walking on the street, I felt that Urumqi was much cooler than Xi'an. There are also many fewer pedestrians on the streets than in Xi'an, and it is much quieter than the campus where we have been on vacation. The streets are also lined with high-rise buildings, and luxury hotels can be found everywhere. There are many Uighur stalls selling fruit and barbecue on the street.

For us, the first thing to do now is to eat fruit. So, I urgently walked to the fruit store. There are many kinds of melons and fruits, and many of them are rarely seen in Xi'an. Among the three people, Ah Hua and I are greedy, and we have a soft spot for fruits. Therefore, in the face of so many kinds of fruits, for a while, it was like "Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden", I felt that everything was delicious, and like the locals, the fruits were not washed, and every fruit was tasted directly regardless of size. In addition, the delicious food has to repeat the "tasting", and the greedy appearance does not seem to be tasting and choosing, and it is completely the mentality of "since you can taste it, you can't eat it for nothing". Really, why did you come to XJ to get cheap?

After determining the type, I went to two and bought a few large bags at once, ready to eat for three or four days. Then I asked the shopkeeper to quickly cut a large watermelon for us, and sat down on the street to eat it. While eating, I praised XJ's watermelon for being really sweet! More importantly, the fruit is really cheap, watermelon is one yuan a kilogram. We seem to have picked up a big bargain, full of praise, feasting, then what image is not imaged, just a greedy appearance. Then all the fruit bags that were too heavy were stored in the shops and continued to sweep the streets.

Now that the fruit is in place, the next step is to find the specialties to eat today. Although watermelon and fruit round our stomachs, they can't stop our desire to eat. It feels like we came to Urumqi in advance just to eat.

Just after walking a few steps, I found a stall selling dried fruits. So, it's another big purchase. There were too many to take, and the seller offered to help us express back. From this, it was discovered that this characteristic phenomenon of XJ, any stall, regardless of size, open-air or store, will help the delivery business. This is much more convenient than Xi'an. Because of this, we bought more goods in the few days in northern Xinjiang, and left the courier fee at the checkout.

After satisfying the melons and dried fruits, he asked the Uyghur young man who sold raisins about the local famous food, and it must be authentic. Just near the dried fruit market, there is an authentic Uyghur restaurant. On the barbecue grill in front of the restaurant, large pieces of meat skewers (five yuan a large skewer) are being grilled, and there are a few Uighurs eating Zhengxiang on the side. We who don't eat mutton, decided to "follow the customs" and asked for six skewers. Then I walked into the store and saw that there was no Han person in the hotel, and I immediately felt that I had come to the right place, and I wanted to eat this original taste. Immediately, I had a good impression of the Uyghur boy who sold raisins who introduced us to this restaurant.

After the menu was delivered, I didn't know what the taste was except for the familiar large plate of noodles. The waiter is not very familiar with Chinese, and we don't know Uyghur. Looking at this "Naren" and that "Naren", I fainted without drinking. So, my companion went to the table next to me with the clerk to see what the locals were eating with the "Naren". Suddenly, two Uyghurs who were eating somehow shouted at my companion, and a fat Uighur lady at the other table also shouted at us. Although I didn't understand what they meant, it could be concluded from their expressions that it was very unfriendly, and the atmosphere was suddenly tense, and I directly appreciated their "always being external". Of course, my companion and I didn't say anything, and they were completely vulnerable, so they didn't continue to shout. This scene made me feel very nervous and guilty, and I was worried that our inadvertent accident would cause a big conflict and cause a bad repercussions......

The lamb skewers that came up were really delicious, and it can be said that they were the best lamb skewers I have ever tasted, without the smell of mutton. But the rice is average, the amount is large, the meat is large, and there are too many large plates of noodles and a bowl of stewed mutton. Seeing that there were clean discs on the tables around us, we only ate a little bit. I didn't want to leave a bad impression on the Uyghurs, so I let them take it away and throw it away when we got outside (this may be the reason why we are not used to eating local food, for example, four days later, next to the Xiyu International Hotel, there is a very high-end Xiyu restaurant, when we saw more than ten kinds of pilaf on the menu, we were excited to eat pilaf for the first time. At that time, I decided to eat all the dinner here for the next three days, and ate all the pilaf and stew on it. As a result, when we came back the next night, we lost interest in the pilaf and just drank kvass again. On the third day, I went to eat hot pot elsewhere. ）。

After the meal, continue walking along the street. It was almost eight o'clock at this time, and the sun was still shining brightly under the blue sky and white clouds, and we spent the first evening when the sun went down at nine o'clock.

We are ready to go to the night market or the lively square to play. So, when I inquired with the Han employees in the street store, I got the information that it was far away from where we are now, and that the security check was very strict, and they didn't go out after work. And a local Han old aunt kept persuading us not to go to the Uyghur settlement to play, repeatedly saying that it was very unsafe. Hearing them say that, we discouraged the idea.

But three days later, we stayed at the Xiyu International Hotel in another Uyghur residential area, and three nights after dinner, we walked into the depths of the Uyghur alley, whether it was to buy food in the store, or to eat in a hot pot restaurant full of Uyghurs, and after arriving at the most prosperous Grand Bazaar, we did not feel the situation they mentioned. All the Uyghur compatriots who deal with me, except for the unpleasantness of the first day in the restaurant (I think it's because of the language barrier, when the two people who were eating, looked back and saw my companion standing behind them, they might have misunderstood something. So, they can't be blamed entirely. Everything else is friendly, and we treat each other with sincerity. Of course, in their warm and sincere attitude, there is a kind of "eagerness" to prove that "we are friends." ”

For example, the night before we left XJ, we came out of the Grand Bazaar after shopping for food and saw a Uyghur hot pot restaurant. When I walked in, I found that it was all Uighurs, and it was almost full of young people. I whispered to the female clerk who came over, "We are all Uyghurs, is it safe for us to eat here?" We have only one nation here, we are all one family, don't worry. “

Oh, her words made me so kind and touched! We had a very good meal.

In the largest big bazaar, all the people who do business are non-Han people, and we are happy when we visit. However, I must say that there are always reminders from the heart, and there is some caution. No matter what you buy here, the shopkeeper will say, "It's not convenient to bring something with you, so I'll help you get it back by delivery." Our courier fee is very cheap, only 6 yuan per kilogram, and if you send it yourself, you will have to pay 10-12 yuan per kilogram. We are in business, and the courier company gave us a discount. ”

When we got home, we received all the packages in good condition, which is the trust we have in each other.

During the four nights in Urumqi and the trip, we felt a stable and prosperous northern Xinjiang, and every Uyghur compatriot we interacted with was a warm face. What impressed me the most was that when we walked into the alley not far from the Xiyu Hotel in the evening, we saw a large number of Uyghur children playing along the street. Some also spread a large mat outside the door, on which several children huddled together to play, and there was no adult supervision. Just like when I was a child at my grandfather's house in the countryside on a hot day, the scene was very warm and simple.

I love it, I don't see it in the same big cities now. Therefore, for four nights in Urumqi, we walked on such streets. Especially the night before leaving, Ah Hua and I walked a long way and returned to the hotel sooner.

Such a stable environment is not a superficial phenomenon, it should be truly stable, otherwise the "********" who come and the tourists who come there. As the promotional video I saw on the TV of Kanas and Tianchi scenic spots, it said: "**** has seriously affected the image of XJ, seriously affected the local tourism, and seriously affected the lives of people in Xinjiang." After the first year of zero tourists, last year slowly recovered with scattered tourists, this year is better. “

As the tour guide said: "Tell your relatives and friends how you feel in XJ these days, and tell your relatives and friends when you go back, XJ is very safe, so that they can come to play with confidence." ”

"Hand in hand, heart to heart, national unity and family" - this is this bilingual picture that I saw while resting on the way to Turpan. I was so moved when I saw it that I took a picture with it. When I spread my arms and connected my hands to the words "heart, hand" in the painting, I felt that we were a family with hearts and hands connected.

Here, I sincerely wish our compatriots of all nationalities to live and work in peace and contentment, and the great beauty of the land and resources is prosperous!

2016－8－21