Urumqi my love

[cp] "The bright moon rises out of the Heavenly Mountains, between the vast clouds and the sea", "Suddenly like a spring breeze, a thousand trees and pear blossoms", Li Bai's "Guan Shan Yue" and Cen Sen's "White Snow Song Sending the Military Judges Back to Beijing" have all made history turn its attention to one city, that is, Urumqi. This Urumqi, which we were born and raised in, wanted to leave for a mountain and sea covenant, but did not say anything after work and rushed home.

Urumqi, translated as "beautiful pasture" in Mongolian, is the capital of the Xinjiang Uygur Autonomous Region and the political, economic, cultural, scientific, educational and transportation center of Xinjiang. Looking at her past life: in 1757, the Qing government completely quelled the Jungar rebellion and named the area Urumqi; in 1763, the Qianlong Emperor expanded the old city north and renamed it Dihua; in 1884, Xinjiang set up a province with Dihua as the provincial capital; in 1953, the State Council restored the old name to Urumqi. In this life, she is: the world's furthest city from the ocean, but also the geographical center of Asia, located in the North Tianshan Road, like a cradle surrounded by Bogda Peak, surrounded by mountains and water, fertile wilderness, rice and wheat waves, melon and fruit fragrance.

Urumqi has a lot of labels on her body, which also makes her have her own aura.

Urumqi is inclusive. Urumqi, as an open city of the ancient Silk Road, the gateway where Chinese and Western cultures gathered, the culture, skills of the Central Plains and the music and dance of India and Persia have nourished this land. Uyghur, Han, Hui, Kazakh and other ethnic groups lived here in harmony, creating a splendid ancient western civilization. In this city, millions of Chinese people and 56 ethnic groups can find their presence here, and dozens of ethnic groups have perfectly integrated their habits here to form a unique Urumqi culture.

Urumqi is beautiful. Bogda Peak in the distance of Urumqi, cangshan negative snow, bright candles in the south, she slept in the snow, as if she did not want to wake up in a sweet dream; there are very beautiful and beautiful windmill fields at the foot of the mountain, and the white windmills turn quietly in the warm sun, as if soldiers dressed in white and white armor are guarding the beautiful princess; the red mountains are like beautiful queens, always paying attention to her subjects, and on the top of the mountain stands the sculpture of the national hero Lin Zexu, who has a deep gaze, looking at the grass and trees in the world. He infects everyone in Urumqi with his hottest patriotic feelings all the time.

Urumqi has a soul. When the music of "Two Little Goats" sounded, the bortala people were repeatedly chanting "Bortala", and the song suddenly brought the two Bortala people closer together, without saying anything, the words were in the wine, the words were in the song, the same song, let them find their way home. I was intoxicated in "The Grapes of Turpan Are Ripe" and "The Shepherd of the Cocoto Sea", wondering where the soul of Urumqi is? Suddenly, one day to eat in Times Square, idle to the "book space", here not only sell books, but also sell some literary creations; it is exquisitely laid out, beautiful and warm, with style and taste, you can hold a book and sit on the steps, you can also talk with the friend of the book in front of the coffee seat. I immersed myself in it, lingered for a long time, and as soon as I entered, I always held the two books "A Brief History of Mankind" and "A Brief History of the Future" that I bought, and refused to let go. When I saw the clerks wearing the store uniforms of "belly with poetry and bookishness", when I thought of "the bookstore of the class", and casually searched the Internet, I found that there were 144 large and small bookstores in Urumqi, I was shocked. Urumqi, I finally look down on you, more than 100 bookstores of this scale, what a large group, it turns out that there have been people doing such a thing that makes people feel poetic and bookish.

Because a song likes a person, because a person likes a city, because a city likes a life, and then it becomes a song. If one day, what makes your heart move can no longer move you, what makes you angry can no longer provoke you, and what makes you sad can no longer make you cry, you will know this time, what this life has given you, what you have paid for growth. If Urumqi had a song, I would engrave it in my heart, and the single looped day by day; in order to continue to be moved, there was no anger, no more sadness, and time, patience, piety, and even life without regret. (October 27, 2021 at Liudaowan Home)[/cp]