The moment the yellow sheep looked at me, my heart seemed to blossom. Although we were far apart, I still didn't dare to come out, for fear of startling it.
My father's friend found it by chance, and then took him to see it, and my father liked this dexterous and clean animal very much, and when he came back, he urged us to buy him a telescope on the Internet so that he could take it to see the yellow sheep often.
"The yellow sheep ran very fast and was agile, and we took a telescope to look at it from a distance, and we couldn't chase it, we couldn't catch up, and we couldn't hurt them."
This is what my dad told us before we left.
As soon as I walked up the dirt road leading to the mountain, my dad shouted excitedly: Look, look at my fingers! Mongolian gazelle! Three!
My brother and I were immediately taken into this tense atmosphere, a panicked look for eyes, a scramble to adjust the telescope.
The further you go inside, the more yellow sheep you see. We parked the car on the side of the road, took a telescope and looked carefully, the original yellow sheep was grazing with its back to me, but suddenly the little tail did not fling, and slowly turned its head to look at me.
Then there's the opening scene.
Not in the zoo, not in the documentary, but in real life, I saw it. How lucky.
This luck was given to me by my father.
He's always been a romantic.
Here's an example:
One winter, my brother and I came here for the Spring Festival, and he and my mother picked us up at the airport. Just got in the car, I said go home, he said no, go see the swans, I heard that there is a swan lake in Korla. When I arrived at Swan Lake, looking at the empty frozen lake, I asked my dad, what about the geese? He said he was going to the south for the winter... But! You can imagine them in the spring in this lake.
The Spring Festival of the previous year, because of the epidemic, we stayed here until the spring. One day my father came back from outside and excitedly told us: When I passed the jujube forest, I smelled its floral fragrance, rich and sweet, and after a while the work in the field was finished, I took you to smell it. That night, our family of four walked back and forth on that road, and on that lush road, we felt the aftermath of the disaster and the spring breeze.
It was still winter, and on the way home, my dad saw a characteristic building in the distance, and he wanted to see what it was, but no matter how he walked, he couldn't get to that place, there was no direct access. Finally my dad parked the car higher on the Gobi Desert, clutched the steering wheel and wondered: What the hell is that! What a thing!
Last month, everyone came to Xinjiang Confluence, my dad took us to play, when we left, people declared, I don't know where this is going, we walked the road to the end to see what it was. Stopped the car and walked up a path with a tree full of apricots, followed by a walnut orchard, and at the end was a large iron gate, fifty meters away from the large iron gate, when we heard a horn ordering us to leave. A group of people, old and young, turned their heads and ran. Then my dad said: Go further and someone will hold a Q to your head.
A fly that got on the bus from Turpan, under the premise that it was not driven away countless times, my father said that he would do the math, he may have to go to Kucha to visit relatives, let's let it take a ride.
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Unless there was an urgent need to hurry, my dad would drive his car on an unfamiliar road as he pleased, to see the scenery on the road and where the end of the road led. If we weren't in the car, he would share his experience with us.
From his point of view, it is a lovely world full of thorns and surprises. So every day I went out with my dad was a new adventure into the world.
When I was in elementary school, I learned a text, and few people took the road, but looking at my father, I suddenly felt that it didn't matter which path I took, what was important was to be curious about life, and every day there were new discoveries and new fun.
In this way, no matter what kind of suffering you experience, it will only become a stepping stone on your way forward.
It is good to live in such a vast world, to try to keep yourself away from the narrowness, and at the same time to discover its charm.