I remember that my graduation trip to college was to the Silvermoon Desert. Why did you go to the Silvermoon Desert? It may have something to do with the fact that our major at the time was soil and water engineering. There were only 17 people in our class, and a few of them couldn't make the trip, and only 13 people went in the end. We first took a plane, then a train, and then a bus ride for more than two hours before we arrived in Yinyue City, which was bumpy and very hard.
I still remember the plane lunch was a ham-filled dough and it tasted so good. I asked the flight attendant for two more, but I didn't expect to eat when I was salty, and I asked her for water to drink, but she brought me dry milk noodle tea, I was thin-skinned, I didn't dare to tell her that I didn't want this, so I had to drink it, the dry milk noodle tea was thick, sweet and greasy, after drinking, my mouth was even thirstier. On the train, there are so many people that the aisles or restrooms are so crowded that there is hardly any space to stay. We went to the dining car to order food, and the seats there were more spacious after all, and we ordered food there, and we could sit there until we got off the bus. The chefs in the food truck had to make a loose lunch box first, and we waited a long time to eat the rice, and then ate the big green worms in the shrimp fried mustard greens. Those students who are sensitive immediately put down their chopsticks and rice bowls and stop eating; But I was so hungry that I muttered the phrase "Three insects in one day, and the gods obey the Buddha", and worked hard to eat all the food on the table.
Get off the train and immediately transfer to the passenger car. The bus was very old, about the same age as us at the time, there was no air conditioning in it, but fortunately the windows could be opened, but the wind there was mixed with sand, and the wind and sand wrapped in the hot sun, rolled in through the window, and hit people in the face, causing the passengers sitting inside to have a hot pain. Some people took their chickens to the market and sold them in snakeskin woven bags, and the cart shook so badly that the rope at the mouth of the bag was loosened, and a black rooster came out, and the beast flapped its wings a few times, strode with its head held high, came to our seat, and spat out the slime of my neighbor's classmate. To this day, I don't want to believe that rooster actually vomited a dirty kick of my classmate, but that strange thing happened to me with my own eyes.
The car drove forward, got off the road, made a U-turn, and turned into a yellow mud road that winds upwards. On both sides of the road are densely populated trees with large leaves that I don't recognize. I took a nap and woke up to see many tombstones, some of them wood and some of them stone, standing behind the trees by the roadside. I looked at the time, it was three o'clock, but it was dark and gloomy, could it be dark? Could it be that my watch is slow? I woke up the classmate next to me and told him the time, he said it was half past two, and I was so timid that I didn't dare to speak anymore. The classmate pointed out the window and exclaimed inexplicably: "Wow, there is a lot of cotton, a piece of white, it looks so neat!" What a kind cotton! I wondered why he used the word "kindness" to describe cotton, could it be that the cotton was not his relatives, or was it the reincarnation of his recently dead grandmother? Otherwise, how would he know if they were good or not?
I looked out the window again, and I couldn't help but be startled, where was the cotton she said, except for the big-leaved trees were those dense tombstones! I shuddered, turned my head, closed my eyes, and silently recited the Buddha in my heart.
Suddenly I smelled a duck smell, and when I opened my eyes, it turned out that the car had left the remote and gloomy yellow mud road and drove onto a concrete road. On both sides of the road are planted low hedgerow trees, presumably to keep out the wind and sand, and farther away, you can see overlapping sand dunes, which stretch away, rolling and wrapping in waves, spreading and churning in all directions, as if they were looking for light, as if they were chasing heat. Although it was very hot, when I saw this scene, my mood was instantly brighter, and the haze that had accumulated in my heart because of fear immediately dissipated, and I raised my hand to build a shaded "pergola" on my forehead, and looked into the distance, the sun was brighter on the horizon, so the sand over there was also brighter, shining with golden light, and they moved with the wind. The car went up a slope, and in front of it there was a basin of wind and sand, very large, and if there was water there, it would be a huge lake, and in the middle there were many trees that were red all over, and their leaves were as long as needles, and they were as long as the palm of my hand.
We stayed in a homestay, with a mud-rammed wall, covered with heavy black tiles, and a connected big kang inside, which was quite clean. The owner of the B&B has inconvenient legs and feet, but he does not use crutches, and when he walks, he holds a gray long-handled umbrella on the ground and uses it as a crutch. When we were about to go out to eat after we had settled in, he stopped us and said that he had cold porridge here for free. There was a rectangular table in the patio where we ate cold porridge. The temperature difference in the desert is large, as soon as the sky is dark, the temperature drops immediately, and the cold black rice and wheat porridge are drunk, and everyone can't help but shiver, just thinking about finishing the meal and leaving quickly.
The owner of the B&B poked me with a long-handled umbrella that was used as a stick and asked, "After dinner, where are you going to spend your time?" ”
"Sleep after eating. There is no place to play at night here, except for sleeping, how else to have fun? ”
The boss pointed to the sky with an umbrella and said, "Do you see?" The moon in the sky will be full tonight. ”
I replied, "In two days it will be the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and the moon will naturally be round and bright." ”
The owner of the B&B said: "Although the desert under the moonlight is colder, it is very beautiful, and when you go to Xuti Lake, you can still see a mirage." ”
He sold us an old map, drew the route on it, and told us to wear more clothes, "The brighter the moon, the stronger the wind, the colder the night, and the more the ghosts complain." When he saw that we were all looking at him, he grinned and said, "You are college students, so you naturally know that there is a big temperature difference in the desert, and how hot it is during the day and how cold it is at night." The wind in the desert is sharper than a knife, it really hurts. ”
About three hours later, our group arrived at Xuti Lake. It is said to be a lake, but it is actually a pool, and there are many thorn trees growing beside it, only half a man high, but they are very densely packed, and they cover a lot of land, so that people cannot get close to the lake. The deeper the night, the brighter the moon in the sky, illuminating a bend of the pond water into a foggy expanse, and reflecting the rolling sand of Wuyangyang, but also lining the sky gray and green, although desolate and weak, but also far and wide.
It's really cold here, and even though there's no wind, the cold is soaking wet, covering people like a thick film, biting so tightly that you can't throw it off. We waited for a long time, but we didn't see any mirage on the lake, the girls were impatient, and shouted to go back, and a few boys were not reconciled, saying that they would stay and wait: "In another half an hour, if not, we will go back." ”
Suddenly, someone pointed to the lake and shouted, "Come, come, the water is moving." Everyone looked at the past, but the water in the lake really moved, not only the water was moving, but even the hedges and thorn trees beside the lake were moving, and they trembled so loudly. A few more people screamed: "Oh my God, it's a group of snakes, run!" There are so many snakes! "Aren't they snakes, in the moonlight, those snakes are long and short, round and flat, but they are all doing the same thing, scurrying up the dunes.
I was most afraid of snakes in my life, and I was so frightened that I stood motionless, and someone pushed me: "Run!" You're not running yet! I realized and ran forward screaming. I only heard the sound of the wind in my ears, my nose and ears were frozen and painful, and I was separated from my classmates.
To be continued, one update the next day......
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