Zhang Feng spent two hours returning to Muscat from Nizwa, restarting his journey to Oman.

Re-looking at the city that passed by in a hurry, there was more feeling.

On the first day of reopening, Muscat's urban districts:

Looking at it again, the different mood makes Zhang Feng understand the city better, a city that rarely sees tall glass buildings, most of the buildings are composed of two-story villas or 7-storey residential buildings, light yellow and pure white constitute the main color of the whole city, although monotonous but also clean and refreshing, with the light blue cloudless sky here, the exposed light yellow sand dunes, milky white houses, passers-by dressed in pure white, tall trees or low vegetation planted on both sides of the road, There was a bit of a solemn atmosphere.

The pure white temple is built in the middle of the whole park, the square building, the slender glass pattern of the upper circle surrounds the whole temple, the round arched roof, decorated with stained glass and porcelain tiles, the four corners are built four towers, and the entrance door is a more stout and tall entrance tower than the four towers, just like the clothes worn by the people of this country, a pure white robe falls straight to the feet, the clothes are made of light sand or other materials, simple and generous, because it is too simple, It also looks very monotonous, wearing a traditional hat like a cloth around his head, and a pair of leather slippers on his feet.

Zhang Feng also encountered a day of worship, tens of thousands of people gathered in the mosque, tens of thousands of pairs of slippers brushed outside the door, devoutly worshipping Allah. At the end of the day, tens of thousands of people left with their shoes on, which was very spectacular, but most of the shoes were mixed.

Experience traditional Arabian flair at Matola Souq in Muscat, Oman's oldest bazaar.

Costumes, scarves, spices, perfumes, various accessories and crafts.

After spending an afternoon, Zhang Feng sat down in a small shop, had a cup of coffee, and watched the most ordinary life of the Omanis coming and going.

The sunset sprinkled over the ancient city like delicate gold dust, the ancient city, the ancient buildings, the ancient smell with the wind and dust, and the aroma of coffee poured into all the senses......

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The second day of the restart, the seaside of Muscat:

Wake up early and see the laid-back people by the dock.

In the early morning, the sun shines on the sea of Muscat.

At this moment, Zhang Feng just wants to watch the sea quietly.

I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring.

"Gone so far,

I'm still looking for a parable;

I heard that it was there, on the other side of the mountain, on the other side of the sea. ”

Zhang Feng shouted in the sea breeze, there was no live broadcast, only the camera in his hand, recording his mood at the moment.

The passage of time is our lost youth, to youth.

At that time, maybe one day you will find that living well and cherishing every day now is the best gift to youth, the people we have loved in those years, the places we have walked, and the food we have eaten, is youth!

At that time, the light passed like water, when the sea has become a mulberry field, those people, those things, have they become memories?

Take off your shoes, stroll on the beach, and let the waves lap on your feet, a little cool, but it makes people's hearts calmer, tradition and modernity alternate in the city, wooden boats and cruise ships are harmoniously parked at the pier in the distance.

Fairy tales will always turn into Mandarin in the face of reality.

But the beauty of this world is really like a fairy tale, such as the small town of Galle, the sea of Maldives, the yachts by the sea of Oman......

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On the third day of the restart, Zhang Feng returned to Nizwa:

I climbed the castle again, looked at the palm garden again, and took pictures of the city again, but I didn't see the girl from last time.

I also met cats in the castle, but they really looked like they were from Mars, with dark skin, sparse hair, big heads and small bodies, and they were not afraid of life.

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Walking through the streets full of pottery and handicrafts, you can feel the simplicity of this place, feel the history and culture here, feel the different smiles of the stall owners who have been cut by themselves, and feel the fragrance of camel milk in your hands.

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Chat, drink tea, eat a few dates, and enjoy the afternoon with a few elderly people.

Hurricane in the desert, always want to continue to experience, from the rearview mirror to see the yellow sand brought up by the wheels, under the fluttering hair on the forehead, the eyebrows stretched to the extreme, if it weren't for the sunglasses to cover the smiling eyes, maybe Zhang Feng has been the most charming look in this time.

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Day 4 of the restart, Salalah, Oman:

The vast Gobi Desert, as far as the eye can see, blocking the body and mind, Zhang Feng parked the car on the side of the road, leaned on the car, looking for the sustenance of the soul.

Looking at Marniv Rock from afar, Zhang Feng was a little suspicious, suspecting that there was a fountain on this hill, but it was close to the sea, the sea was always mysterious, maybe there would be, at this moment, a car slowly stopped next to Zhang Feng's car, and the Arab uncle inside stuck his head out of the car window and asked Zhang Feng if he needed help in some broken English.

Zhang Feng explained with a smile and watched the enthusiastic Arab uncle go away.

Closer, looking at the hill from the other side, it looks a bit like an eagle, and this hill is the legendary first scenery of Salalah "Marnif Rock", in the eyes of some people, it may be just a weathered rock, and in the eyes of others, it is a little like an eagle.

In Zhang Feng's eyes, it was a big broken stone, and he really couldn't see that it looked like an eagle, but he took a photo and planned to ask his fans.

On the right is the desert, and on the left is the sea.

The environmental protection is good, standing on the shore, you can see the fish in the seawater, turn around, and finally find the well-known fountain, the reason is that the sea water hits the coast when the tide rises, there are deep holes on the shore, and after the huge pressure of the sea water pours in, it gushes out from the three holes in the surface.

Green sea, waves hit waves, in July, it was the monsoon season, seeing the waves coming, Zhang Feng didn't react, he was still standing in place, and the sea water spewed out of the hole in an instant.

The huge pressure, the sea water pressure of one or twenty meters high, the water vapor in the sky, instantly made Zhang Feng a soup chicken, and the crowd on the side had already retreated in a panic, for fear of being poured on his body by the sea.

Just when everyone was watching the excitement, Zhang Feng, who was already a chicken in the soup, laughed out loud, like a madman, raised the camera, all kinds of captures, all kinds of close-ups, and didn't care about his current state at all.

The desert is adjacent to the sea, on one side is the vast sea of sand, on the other side is the boundless blue waves, the water and the water-scarce areas are connected together, there is water? No water?