Section 6 Find a master on the Flame Mountain in Turpan

In the past few days in XJ, every day's itinerary is full, this is the rhythm it should be, and I came to XJ to play. It's not customary to always get out of the car and go to bed, and you must be in the car all day long, and there is no physical energy consumption. Fortunately, after returning to WLMQ from Beitun, the environment of the Xiyu International Hotel is very good, and we also have the opportunity to go shopping at night to eat and drink, and rest is also good. Therefore, going to Turpan is full of spirit, and the desire is even more intensified, the grapes and fruits of Turpan, and the beautiful girls of Nadabancheng are too attractive for us to go.

"Turpan West 306" is the distance between Turpan and WLMQ. It shows that there is no need to run more than 600 kilometers today, and there is no need to go so early. Today is eight o'clock departure, traffic jams all the way, after leaving the city can not see the sunrise.

The road to Turpan is a new one, all the way to the east, in the desert, the wind is strong, so that this Gobi has a science fiction artistic conception, but most of it is not working. Continuing to the east, I saw the sign of Dabancheng on the side of the road, and the car was suddenly jubilant, but unfortunately I didn't see any people, let alone a beautiful girl. Because the car did not stop, and it did not pass through the city of Daban. We've just passed through the boundaries of Daban City by car. This is somewhat disappointing.

Continuing to the east, the landform has changed, and I saw the colorful land, the flames are red, yellow and green, like oil paint, that is, the colorful bay Gobi. This is the color of minerals on the surface, and in the open land, there are prospecting technicians at work. When I think of the large engineering vehicles in front of me at work, and imagine that this will be a labor scene dedicated to the motherland in the future, I am not only excited, but also respectful for the builders in this deserted area.

Continuing east, herds of ponies can be seen in the distance over the colorful lands. The tour guide said that this was a wild horse, that is, a precious Prussian wild horse. Even though we were vaguely seeing it, we were very excited. Because of the view in the car, I didn't miss this moment, and I was really happy.

Continuing to the east, the colorful land ahead, now taking on a flaming red, is the Burning Mountain. Such a landscape indicates that the Flaming Mountains are not far away.

All the way to the east, I came to the territory of "Learning from the West Heaven". Seeing the brick-red earth and soil slopes like fire, we who are familiar with the story of "Journey to the West" became excited. Get off at the Ten Thousand Buddha Cave, walk into the cave in the hillside, and visit the Buddha cave where Tang Seng lived, which is very respectful of the perseverance of the ancients.

I walked gently in the small square, looking down at the small courtyard below, where there were springs and ancient trees. The ruins of the earthen walls tell the story of ancient legends and stories. It is also because there is water here in the dry Gobi that the cultivators settle here. Looking up at the weathered and dilapidated thousand-year-old Buddhist caves on the top of the Yanhong Mountain, you can imagine the prosperity of Buddhism here in those years, and you can imagine the grand scene of Tang monks preaching the scriptures here.

I walked softly in the square, gently came to a cave, gently knocked on the door, and said softly: I respect the master's dedication to faith. We are also from Chang'an, and we are fortunate to come here, to the dojo where you preach the scriptures and the place where you live.

I whispered, but didn't go in, just walked softly, slowly leaving this "famous city".

Then, the three of us "apprentices" walked briskly onto the fiery flaming mountain. At this time, the story of "Journey to the West" is no longer a TV picture, but a realistic version. It's just that we all seem to be Wukong, because the tone and tone are all Monkey King's, and the movements are the same. We withstood the high temperature of 81 degrees on the surface, all the way up, like Sun Wukong, carrying the pergola with our hands as we walked, raising our eyes and looking around, and shouting quickly: Master, we are here, where are you? Master...... Master......

There was no response from the master, probably because the master realized from the sound that we were looking for him and was happy. There was no echo, so we screamed happily all the way up the Flaming Mountain. The first action after standing on the top of the mountain is to "merge" with Sun Wukong in a more standard way, raise his eyes to look around, see all the flame mountains, and happily call the master, looking for the master: Master, the apprentice is here, where are you, master......

Although we didn't find the master, we laughed happily, thinking that this was what the master wanted. For this reason, we decided to give a performance to the master. So, on the Flaming Mountain, on the fiery desert, we reported the performance. If you can't somersault, then jump. In the shot, we jumped over the top of the mountain and also jumped over the clouds. There are no monsters on the Flame Mountain, only three naughty babies, and maybe immortals in the world.

It was a great trip, we came to the Flaming Mountain, and it was a real pleasure to leave footprints and laughter here. Of course, thanks to the TV "Journey to the West", our trip to the Flaming Mountain has a perfect expression.