The next afternoon, after a four-hour flight, I finally arrived at the airport in Urumqi.

After getting off the plane, I looked far away, the white clouds were like flocculents, and the snow was bullying the plums.

Under the blue low-hanging sky, the overlapping green hills are connected into a meandering dragon, which looks vast and majestic, mysterious and colorful.

In this vast and gorgeous border of the Western Regions, the air is clean without a trace of clutter, and everything is pure and unstained with a wisp of dirt.

After leaving the airport, I saw Sister Yun at a glance, and happily shouted to her, raised my arms and waved my hands.

Sister Yun smiled like a flower, and walked towards me.

She wore a light green sportswear, a chrysanthemum-pink baseball cap, a pair of light brown sunglasses, and two petals of grapefruit-colored lipstick.

After holding my hand, she scratched my ear and sneered: "You doll, don't do it again." Xinjiang is very hot, can you eat it?

After saying that, she bought a bottle of frozen watermelon juice from the convenience store next to her and handed it to me.

I touched the hair that covered my ears, smashed a mouthful of melon juice, and grinned: Sister, I don't miss you very much, and my hair grew crazy.

Sister Yun hooked a kick, kicked on my leg, sneered, and said: Use your tricks on girls, and my uncle and aunt will already hug their grandchildren.

"Huh," I pouted, and said, "What about my aunt?"

Sister Yun's face was full of joy, and she smiled softly: Oh, our father and mother.

Sister Yun and I talked and walked towards the parking lot with a smile. I asked, "Sister, are you the only one to pick me up?" What about them?

Sister Yun glanced at me and said, "What's the matter, I don't think the pomp is enough?"

"It's not."

I quickly replied, and then said: My sister is better than thousands of horses.

Since Sister Yun returned home with great glory, I began to admire vanity a little, and my heart swelled a little.

Walking up to a red motorcycle, she lifted her long legs and stepped on.

Then, looking at me with a stunned face, she threw me a snow-white helmet and said with a smile: Come up, sister will take you for a ride.

I put on my helmet tightly, sat down nervously, and said with a trembling lip: Sister, when did you learn to ride a motorcycle?

In fact, this is not a good question. After eight years of separation, I may not be able to tell her all the things I have experienced, and I know the stories she has endlessly.

After Sister Yun sat down firmly, she whispered: If you feel too shaky, you can hug Sister tightly.

I nodded, I don't know if my head is small, or the helmet is too big, I feel that my head is shaking so hard that I am about to be pulled off by the helmet.

"Oh."

I answered sweetly. A warm feeling rolled in my stomach.

Without waiting for the car to start, I stretched out my arms and hugged Sister Yun's slender waist.

She glanced back, giggled, put on a red helmet, and started the motorcycle.

"Boom ......"

The throttle roared like a vicious beast. However, I would rather fantasize about it as the sound of a horse.

The roads in Xinjiang are wide and smooth, with excellent vision, which is very suitable for galloping with full horsepower and wild temperament.

The cool breeze is passing in the ears, and the pleasing scenery is shuttling in front of you. If I can, I am willing to hold Sister Yun and chase the sun and moon in the sky.

After half an hour of fast driving, the speed of the car slowed down.

Directly in front of us, a golden flat bridge about seven or eight meters wide and about 100 meters long appeared.

When I got on the flat bridge, I saw a river about dozens of meters wide flowing under the bridge, and I didn't see the end of the river.

And on the river, floating golden sand grains, dense turns of sand, the river water is covered, under the sunlight, shining like a rippling golden carpet, this river is called "Jinsha River", by no means exaggerated.

After driving away from the flat bridge and walking slowly for a few blinks, we entered a place that looked like a school.

Before entering the door, I glanced at a huge snow wave stone with white veins on a black background, engraved with several golden characters of "Indifferent Words and Desert Sand Sculpture Garden".

"Sand sculpture garden?"

I muttered to myself. I thought: Is Sister Yun a teacher who teaches sand sculpture art? If that's the case, she's still hiding it from me?

After entering, Sister Yun put the tripod of the motorcycle, and after the two of us walked out a few steps, we only heard the sound of "Zhu", and the motorcycle was quickly taken away as if it was something underground.

I hurriedly protected Sister Yun and said in horror: What...... What is it?

Sister Yun took my arm and said with a smile: It's okay, let's go.

"Could it be that Sister Yun is engaged in scientific research?"

I muttered again. But it's not a secret, is it?

When my gaze swept from near and far, I suddenly felt that I didn't feel like I was in the world.

Everywhere, there are patches of gold: golden roads, golden buildings, golden sculptures, golden plaques......

Under the feet, there are soft and even fine grains of sand, stepping on it, soft and soft, comfortable and smooth, and there is no special interest.

As I took Sister Yun's arm and walked around the golden sands with my head down, a pair of huge and hideous-looking golden tigers pounced on me.

"Ahh

I felt my flesh being whipped hard and stepped back in fright.

With a "bang", my back hit a hard bulge.

At the same time, my hands propped up backwards touched a sharp nail-like object.

I only heard a few "whoosh" sounds, and two wisps of soft yellow sand slipped gently through my fingers.

I turned my head slowly, and saw a golden wolf with grinning teeth, cold eyes, and sharp claws. Soft yellow sand trickled down its mouth.

"Giggles."

Sister Yun lowered her waist and couldn't help laughing a few times.

For a while, I was so ashamed that I was red-faced. I was busy arguing and saying: I'm pretending to be ugly, Bo Jun is happy.

"Oh, big hero."

She pursed her lips, still smiling secretly.

When I came back to my senses, I looked at the tigers and wolves that scared me, and cursed in my heart: This carving is too like, isn't it? If you embroider some color on the body of this tiger wolf, it will definitely be the same as the real one.

The tiger is surrounded by lions, black bears, elephants, rhinoceros, and other giant kings of the jungle.

The circle of the evil wolf is surrounded by leopards, hyenas, foxes, minks and other small and ferocious beasts.

If you are ugly once, you can't be ashamed anymore. Thinking of this, I raised my head and scouted ahead a few times. At the same time, big strides are replaced by small steps, and heavy feet become light feet.

Walking forward, every two or three steps away, there will be some carved vivid scenes, the authenticity of which is difficult to distinguish.

Among the characters, there are gentlemen who take off their hats and salute, girls who dance, Confucians who stand solemnly and quietly, samurai who draw swords and stab in the air, lovers who cling to each other, family members who gather together, friends who talk and laugh, and so on.

Among the scenery, there are steep and colorful mountains, endless seas, high-rise buildings rising from the ground, sharp and square golden pagodas, rows of sailing ships, and so on.

And animals, needless to say, fish leap into the sea, eagles strike the sky, horses gallop, monkeys climb peaks, elk release wild, cats and bears are stupid, and so on.

For a time, it can be said that the appreciation is inexhaustible, and the sigh is endless. In it, I felt that I had a magical and dreamy kingdom of all things.

If I were to be dyed with yellow paint and stand here, I would surely be recognized as a stiff sculpture.

With a "click", I suddenly felt that the tip of my right foot was swallowed by a large flat mouth.

When I looked down, I saw that lying on the ground was a golden toad with a bulging belly and looking up.

I lifted my leg and shook it a few times, but my toes were still bitten to death by the huge toad.

Sister Yun glanced back at me and laughed a few more times.

I had no choice but to crouch down and try to break the toad's mouth wider, so that my feet could get out of the "toad's mouth" earlier.

When I tried all my strength to finally free my foot from the bloody mouth, I unexpectedly used too much force, and my body couldn't be stopped, and I hit the ground with a "bang".

Strangely, I was sitting on a hard, ribbed thing.

I turned around and looked down to see a small golden snake hidden under the sand. Luckily, the head of the snake turned to one side, and the snake body rushed towards me. Otherwise, if you sit down, there will be a piercing pain all over your body.

I didn't dare to be careless anymore, so I grabbed Sister Yun's clothes tightly and followed her closely, while I couldn't help but enjoy watching it, and at the same time I was cautious and paid attention everywhere.

When the two of us walked about 100 meters and admired countless golden sand sculptures, a magnificent picture appeared in front of us that made people more shocking and amazing.