Like a place, you can be a person, an article, a sLike a place, you can be a person, an article, a song. I like Crescent Moon, and because it has a nice name.
What a beautiful name, like the spring of the first moon in the sky; a quiet spring in the desert, a thousand years of clear spring; I am always thinking about the spring that I always want to see.
Today, I am not far away, I came to Dunhuang without any pains, just to see it in person, and reached out to hold the spring water, stepping on the fine sand barefoot... Yes, these have appeared in the dream.
In order to get closer to it, it is convenient to enter and exit several times, I stayed at the nearest inn. When the sun is weaker, go straight to the bay spring water. However, on the desert side of the spring, the tourists have stepped out of the numerous, unremarkable footprints. It seems unlikely that you want to step on a series of your own footprints.
The desert that was stepped on was hard to walk. Deeply, I came to the side of the Crescent Spring in a shallow step and stood there silently. Looking at it lying in the reeds, it is not as clear and pure as imagined. But still can see the clouds of the sky, the trees on the spring side, the rolling sand dunes around it, and the kenaf on the south bank. It is such a beauty, as many people have said.
You see, there are a few birdies on the branches of the spring, and after a while, they flew away like a flight. Looking around, I looked for the mysterious water duck that was frivolous. I heard that they had flown over the Wanliguan Mountain, where they brought out the long ripples of the two wings, and they played at the Crescent Moon Spring. Are they hiding in the waters of the springs now? Or are you afraid of the noisyness of human beings, away from this world that is no longer peaceful?
I don't want to think about everything that is contrary to happiness, afraid to affect the beauty in front of me.
A long camel team appeared in the distance, and the tourists were walking freely from the foot of Mingsha Mountain. The minds of the people can't help but emerge the shipping team on the Silk Road. Thoughts drifted far away, but calm as a spring. Let me stay quietly at the spring side for a while, just like seeing old friends, no need to talk to each other, silence is also a tacit understanding.
After a while, the setting sun slid down to the sand dunes in the west, and the low-lying Crescent Spring became silent and dark. Behind it, Mingsha Mountain stands tall under the sunset and gives off a dazzling golden light.
I followed the light and ran to the foot of Mingsha Mountain. to the foot of Mingsha Mountain.
There are three teams crawling up the hill, and now they are slowly moving like a silkworm. According to previous experience, I don't want to go down the footprints of others, I want to take a new road of my own. Just a few steps up, just panting. The sand under the feet is so soft that it is not strong. The harder it is, the deeper it sinks, and the more it slips. I am angry and ridiculous. Isn't this the situation described by Mr. Yu Qiuyu in "Sha Yuan Yin Quan"? As he said: "Shangshashan is really a hard work."
Hard, can not be afraid. But the sunset doesn't wait for me, it is about to fall down the mountain.
In order to board the top of Mingsha as soon as possible, I walked to the back of the team to see what happened. There was a long wooden ladder at the foot of the original team. When people step on the wooden ladder, they can stabilize the heel and play an effective anti-slip effect.
Walking behind the long team, the foot is not slippery, and the crawling turtle can be anxious to death. People walking in front of the team sometimes stop taking pictures, sometimes looking back at Crescent Springs, so that people behind the team can't move forward. There are a few young people who are acute, jumping off the wooden ladder, rushing up and running, can't run far, not falling in the desert, just stopping and breathing heavily. Seeing this situation, I had to follow the team honestly and slowly reached the top of the mountain.
Looking back, I don’t see the footprints left in the desert. Only the long human dragons are shaking behind them.
Panting, I sat on the top of Mingsha on the spot, wrapped my scarf in the wind-blown hair, and let the wind whisper in my ear. Looking far away from the clear spring of the bay under the mountain, its shape is like a crescent, it looks quiet and elegant. The ancient buildings and oasis next to it are beautiful and solemn, like a bright eye in the desert.
Why do everyone have to climb to the top of the mountain? I stood here and finally understood.
For thousands of years, this flying sand has never been landfilled? The hurricane of the night, never sucked it dry? How many stories have happened here? The footprints of people who have been left...not known, difficult to imagine.
It is really beautiful and kind, Baiyun fairy passed by here, I heard people thirst, tears of heartbreaking, sadly fell tears of sympathy? Her tears really turned into clear springs, lifting the disaster of people thirst? In order to thank Dade, people built a temple dedicated to the Baiyun fairy.
This kind of charity annoyed the Shensha Daxian in the Shensha view. He grabbed the yellow sand and turned it into a sand mountain to fill the clear spring and drove away the white cloud fairy who took his incense. Baiyun Fairy came to Jiutian to find a new moon, borrowed a crescent moon, placed it in the sand hill, turned into a clear moonlight spring.
It is also a tear of the white clouds fairy to the world.
The people are puzzled by the mysteries of nature, and they have created this myth and legend with rich imagination.
It is also said that the Crescent Moon Spring is part of the Party River. Due to the weather, the party river was diverted, and the original section of the party river was swallowed by sand, leaving only the current Crescent Moon Spring. The spring water flows upward from the bottom of the water, constantly filling the spring water of the crescent, so that it will never dry up.
And the sand on the Mingsha Mountain, surrounded by the Crescent Moon Spring, never falls into the spring. This is related to the terrain and strange terrain around Crescent Spring. Due to the high dunes around the Crescent Spring, the dunes are also crescent shaped with the shape of the spring. The wind that blows into this mountainous region, no matter how big, will hover up. Therefore, when the wind blows, the sand blown by the wind on the sand hill will flow upward and be sent to the other side of the ridge. Therefore, there will be more than two thousand years of desert wonders, adding a mysterious color to the desolate and boring desert.
Whether it is myth or its terrain analysis, I am willing to believe. Just because it has existed for a thousand years, it is truly in front of my eyes.
In the face of this eye, I admire the infinite power of nature and deeply feel the smallness of our human beings. If you walk in the vast desert, you are as small as an ant. I also became a small ant in the eyes of others.
When the ant-like crowd gradually drifted away, the sunset took away the last glimpse of the sky, the cold wind poured into my clothes, I stood up from the ground, patted the sand on the trousers, and wanted to step down from where no one had passed. go with.
My companion, Cai Cai, took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and walked in front of me with trepidation. I also took off my shoes, stuffed my backpack, and rushed down, and said to her, "This mountain is good, just let go."
Cai Cai looked at me with a puzzled look. I smiled and said to her: "Mr. Yu Qiuyu told me."
Yes, as he said: "It’s only two feet. It’s been a few meters away, and it’s standing very steady. It’s not falling, not leaning back, and it has become Prometheus on the top of the Caucasus.”
"A little more effort, such as slow motion, step-by-step dance, only ten times, it is at the bottom of the mountain." I climbed so hard for a long time, and took a minute to easily walk to the foot of the mountain. .
Looking back, it is faintly visible that a series of footprints are connected into a line, and the line falls under the foot. I am delighted to have left my footprint here.
On the way back to the inn, I laughed at myself and why should I care about those footprints with or without? I remember in Tagore’s poem: "The sky does not leave traces of birds, but I have already flown."
Even though the desert has not left my footprints, I have already passed; some people’s feelings have not been fruitful, but they have loved them; they have not achieved outstanding achievements, but they have worked hard; life has not won or lost, as long as they have experienced... Whether it is frustration, success, brilliance in life, or... is a life experience, a fortune.
The eye of the desert, set in the desert, looks at the earth and remains in the desert for thousands of years. Perhaps in a certain year, Baiyun Fairy will slowly dry this tear and gradually dry up, but it will be as colorful as a dream, and it has already been deeply in your heart. So enough.
