Without Xinjiang, you don't know how big China is; if you don't go to Xinjiang, you don't know how beautiful the biansai poems are; without Xinjiang, you certainly can't understand how realistic Cen Shan's "White Snow Song Sends Military Judges Back to Beijing" is.
I have read this poem a long time ago, and I always feel that literary works are exaggerated, such as Li Bai's "Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a mat". I think that Cen San's "north wind sweeps the ground white grass folds, Hu Tian august is flying snow" should also be an exaggeration.
Until a few years ago, in the middle of September, almost the beginning of August of the lunar calendar, I traveled with my family to Xinjiang. When we sat in the tourist bus in a down jacket and leather gloves, looking at the Tianshan Mountains in the distance, and the year-round snowy mountains on the peaks, we realized that there was no exaggeration in Cen Shan's verses.
In Bayinbrook, in the Ili River Valley, the temperature in the early morning is only minus 2 °C.
It is said that there was an accident in Xinjiang where the train was blown over by strong winds.
At the former site of the Anxi Capital Protectorate in Jiaocheng, witnessed the efforts of the Tang Dynasty border guards, "the general's horn bow cannot be controlled, and the iron clothes are cold and difficult."
Cen Shan went out twice and served as the Protector of Anxi Andi Andi and the Protector of Beiting. Although the border plug is a bitter cold place, "the Han Sea is dry and iced, and the sad clouds are bleak and condensed." The life of the border pass is hard, but the morale of the border guards is full of vigor, "Huangsha wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and does not break the Loulan and will not return it." In the end, Datang still brought the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Western Regions into territory.
Xinjiang is a place worth going, it has the desolation of the border poems, heroic, jinge iron horses, blood-colored remnants of the sun, more humanistic warmth, and the reluctance to send farewell, "The east gate of the wheel sends the king to go, and when you go, the snow is full of Tianshan Road." The mountain loop turned around and did not see jun, and the snow left a horse line. ”
Attached to Cen Shan's "White Snow Song Sends the Military Judge Back to Beijing": The north wind swept the white grass to the ground, and Hu Tian flew snow in August. Suddenly, like a spring breeze in the night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed. Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, fox fur is not warm brocade thin. The general's horn bow could not be controlled, and it was difficult to protect the iron suit. The HanHai was dry and iced, and the clouds of sorrow were bleak and condensed. The Chinese army returned with wine, huqin pipa and qiang flute. The snow fell one after another, and the wind and red flag froze. The east gate of the wheel sent Jun to go, and when he went, the snow filled the Tianshan Road. The mountain loop turned around and did not see jun, and the snow left a horse line.