The ancient Pamir Plateau is a strange world. The climate and geography are complex, and all kinds of wild plants grow actively. On the way to Ucha you can see the strange flowers on the side of the road

#自驾云游季 #

The ancient Pamir Plateau is a strange world. The climate and geography are complex, and all kinds of wild plants grow actively. On the way to Ucha you can see the strange flowers and plants on the side of the road. For example, in the rocky places of the mountains, there are clusters of green wild onions, and the horses that cross the mountains on the plateau will be excited and run non-stop; There are also green jujube trees, which no one has planted, grow freely on the sand slopes, and the flowers are milky yellow, full of aroma, fragrant for miles. Between the branches and leaves, a bunch of tender green dates hang, although I don't know how it tastes, it is mouth-watering at first glance. But none of these plants are as pleasing to the eye as the other small trees I saw on the Pamir Plateau. Its fantastic colors, mesmerizing, are the most spectacular scenery I've ever seen on the Gobi Desert. I still think of that strange look, and I am still excited, little arborosa named Red Willow.

Head to Ucha and along the way see large patches of red willows growing on the Gobi Desert. Red willow branches are reborn, red and green branches, the flowers are red and dense, extremely luxuriant, the stems and leaves are reddish and thin, more droopy, swaying with the wind, very cute. Most of what I see is fuchsia. The flowers everywhere burned beautifully in my eyes. The red and green are dazzling, and there are pink people, and the clouds are steaming, like a fire. When I came, it was the season when the red willows bloomed. From a distance, one by one, piece by piece, continuously, as bright as clouds, people are soul-destroying. The red willow vulture dances in this deserted place, a strong sunlight, a strange color, vividly this monotonous and indifferent Gobi.

This is a kind of plateau red, but I also heard that the real highland red is not a plant, but the layer of red written on the face of the plateau people, which has been exposed to ultraviolet rays for a long time, and the face of the plateau people has become crimson red.

The pieces of red willows on the Gobi Desert, standing on the Gobi, have dedicated a piece of burning splendor.