Tourism, often wrong harvest, right and right lost. Long-distance travel, indispensable planning, this trip, can not be excluded. In view of the outbreak of the new crown epidemic in July and the control of various scenic spots in Xinjiang, the travel strategy is led by "rushing in and slowing out" to ensure the realization of the goal of scenic spot visits.
Ganzhou not only has colorful Danxia, but also water poplar and other scenic spots planning, in order to prevent the impact of the epidemic, the next day when the sky is bright, they bid farewell to Zhangye, embarked on the road to the west, and chased the unknown ahead.
After crossing the highway in Zhangye, straight and spacious, the traffic flow is reduced, and the cruise is turned on to relax the right leg. The terrain of Ganzhou is flat and vast, endless, and the corn fields that have not yet been harvested are golden in color, and they are magnificent. Although the road conditions are good and the field of vision is also wide, the speed of 120 miles basically makes the tight nerves dare not slack off in the slightest.
At noon, a group of four people arrived at Jiayuguan, and Mr. Li's comrades-in-arms, who had been waiting early, had already set up a meal at the hotel. The two of them had not seen each other for more than twenty years, and Old Li still regarded a silhouette as a comrade-in-arms, shouting hello, but the other party did not respond. At the moment of embarrassment and wondering, the comrade-in-arms who had already been blessed with some white hair stood in front of him, and under the excitement was the greeting of clasping his hands. When he had just parked the car, the comrade-in-arms took the two families directly to the reserved private room. The comrade-in-arms was alone, and his wife did not come because she had to take care of the children. In front of him, there was another big table, only five people, rich dishes were placed on the table, old Li asked his comrades to retire some dishes, but the comrades refused. At this time, I happened to see the waiter who served the dish, Mr. Li informed her of the idea of returning the dish, but the other party said that the dishes could not be returned when they were ready, and everyone was helpless about it, and had to give up.
In a hurry, they did not drink alcohol, and the time for lunch was greatly shortened. At the end, most of the dishes on the table were still there, and in the face of this, they had to pack and take away the dishes such as roast lamb and steamed shrimp that had not been eaten.
The Jiayuguan City Tower is in front of you, the time is noon, and the comrades-in-arms are also retaining, but the "rapid entry and slow exit" travel strategy makes the two families unable to hesitate or stop. Therefore, the entrance of the hotel is the place of farewell, and the hand that refuses to let go is a pity for other hearts.
After passing through Jiayu Pass, the cars on the Lianhuo Expressway have become a lot rarer, especially cars. However, under the western sun, the warm car makes people sleepy, and for safety, they have to maintain a speed of about 100 miles. Although there is no lack of cool breeze and strength above the Gobi Desert, the harsh sun still maintains the temperature in the car above twenty-eight degrees, so it has no choice but to turn on the air conditioning.
Nearby is the desolate Gobi, and the dotted Gobi weeds are very emaciated, like naked old men, making people witness the sadness and coolness. In the distance is a longitudinal mountain range, the gray-red mountain has no vegetation, and from a distance, it is full of loneliness in its serenity. Sandwiched not far between the mountains and the road, the power generation fan, which was originally a huge and towering body, looked like a dead tree with fallen leaves at the moment, and lost the vigor and majesty of the close-up view. They either turn or stop, and the queue has not been disordered. Turning, staggering, slowly and leisurely, as if waiting for something; stopped, quiet and peaceful, standing in the same posture, reminiscent of a quiet sentry.
The sun had slanted westward, but the temperature in the car seemed to have not changed, and the fatigue was getting heavier, so for safety, I entered the rest area of Guazhou. In the rest area, there is no fixed rest building, and the only thing that can be seen is the simple vending board shed one after another. In the sheds, it is not the shali hat needed in the desert, or the local seasonal fruit, and cantaloupe is the most, accounting for almost two-thirds of the store.
Eat a cantaloupe, and after everyone has gone to the toilet, continue to get in the car and hurry. Not long after, the "Children of the Earth" road sign came into view, seeing that it was still early in the day, the distance was only eighty kilometers, so they got off the highway and turned onto the provincial road between the Qilian Mountains. The road is tortuous and steep, but the road surface is acceptable, paved with asphalt, but the speed is limited to 60 yards per hour, just under the high speed, running up to make people a little anxious.
All the sculptures unfold along the provincial road, and the first thing that enters the field of vision is the sculpture of Emperor Wu of Han facing west, which has a clean and sharp face, like a city gate, and its majesty is inviolable. Immediately after this is the sleeping sculpture of the "Children of the Earth", which is a solid child, lying on his knees, peaceful and carefree, as if he has a good dream, which makes people feel a little pity. Although this section of the road is not far away, due to twists and speed limits, one-way time consuming is too much, so it is reversed here.
The sunset is near the mountain, the light is flat, the trance is high speed into the wrong lane, waiting for the navigation reminder, the change is too late. In desperation, continue to move forward, the road sign prompts that it is not far from Dunhuang, so it is discussed, change the itinerary, and go straight to Dunhuang to meet the wishes of Mr. and Mrs. Li and his wife to appreciate the painting in advance.
When you arrive at the scenic entrance, the sun is on the mountain, the tree picks the moon, and you stay at the IKEA station in the evening. After sitting before the meal, those guests who arrived early chatted, and they knew that they were lucky enough to avoid the sandstorm on the road.
The next day, because he and his lover had already visited the Crescent Spring and the Mogao Grottoes last year, they waited at the entrance of the scenic spot, and only at noon, Mr. Li returned to the station. After lunch, I continued westward and stayed in Hami City at night.