For the legend of three thousand years, I have a complex of Populus euphratica.
So, this September, I came to Xinjiang.
There was a Populus euphratica forest on the way back from Hemu that day, but it was too late, and there were no leaves on the trees. The cang sang in the forest tells the ruthlessness of the years. That's just part of the Populus euphratica I want to see.
So on October 3rd, I stepped on the train to Luntai again, just to realize the golden Populus euphratica dream.
Luntai was chosen because Populus euphratica forest in Luntai is one of the ten most beautiful forests in China. The large area of Populus euphratica forest is integrated with rivers, deserts, Gobi, oases, sand lakes, ancient roads and desert grasslands.
In the morning, the train arrived at Luntai half an hour late. I was a little confused when I got out of the car. Because I didn't see the bus, it seems that I can only take a taxi to Lunnan.
While bargaining, a beautiful woman took a child and said she was going to see Populus euphratica? I said, yes, go to Lunnan Populus euphratica Forest Park.
So we fought through it together.
It takes about 2 hours from Luntai Railway Station to Populus euphratica Forest Park.
The Populus euphratica seen along the way is not yet yellow. So I was a little disappointed. I thought it was a little early.
After eating in the scenic spot, it was 12 o'clock. The ticket is 45 yuan, and the shuttle bus is 23 yuan. This price is quite reasonable.
The shuttle bus first goes all the way to the terminal. Then come back, there are three viewing stations that can go up and down at any time. As in Kanas. But there is a small train at its terminal station, 100 yuan.
It was only 12 o'clock when I arrived at the terminal, so I chose to walk down the first section. In this way, in order to see the Populus euphratica in the dream at a close distance.
In order to survive, the same Populus euphratica tree has three kinds of leaves: poplar leaf shape, willow leaf shape and maple leaf shape, so it is also called "three-leaf tree". Leaves of different shapes are gathered in one tree.
The leaves on the twigs of the young trees are long and narrow like willows, while the leaves on the old branches of the big trees are round and round like poplars. Some leaves have many gaps at the edges, quite like maple leaves.
The big leaves absorb sunlight, and the small leaves reduce water loss. There is wax on the leaves, which can lock every drop of water.
The Populus euphratica standing by the water that I saw along the way is still turning green and yellow. These are estimated to be more than a thousand years old. They are beautiful and artistic.
But not amazing.
Continue to go down to the first viewing site, at a corner,
A piece of golden yellow jumped into the eyes, and the eyes lit up, and the Populus euphratica on the sand dunes appeared dazzlingly.
The oblique side light on the Populus euphratica is like gold sprinkled on the branches and leaves. The gold of this tree is a soft look in the eyes. This is the appearance of the Populus euphratica forest I want.
The golden leaves of the trees are flying, what kind of smoke is boundless, and the charm travels thousands of miles, what kind of charm is burning, looking down at the world. . .
To be honest, in such a pure scenery, I am embarrassed to take a picture of myself, lest I desecrate the picture. . .
I couldn't help but sigh in admiration all the time, and I didn't want to hide my joy that this trip was worthwhile.
After getting off at the second scenic spot, walk along the plank road. The Populus euphratica here is huge and still green. There are many large and hollow dead trees lying on the ground. The sense of age is very strong.
Walking here seems to be close to history, far-reaching and vicissitudes. It seems to see hope again, full of vitality and interest.
Only by walking here can you feel the gratifyingly faint hope in the barrenness of life, and the majestic strength under that faint hope.
As I was walking, I suddenly saw a piece of golden color shining through the woods.
Running down, I couldn't help admiring again.
Yes, it is the gold color I like again. Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, the pure sense of maturity makes you unable to speak loudly. . .
There is no one here, and there are countless Populus euphratica standing on the dry and cracked white soil. A Populus euphratica is a posture. Their expressions are elegant, charming, proud, or charming. Or tall and straight, or like a dragon soaring, it is surprising and the scenery is infinite. . .
I have always believed that Populus euphratica is spiritual, rooted in the barren desert, as the environment and climate change, their body and shape will change accordingly. After experiencing countless hardships in spring, summer, autumn and winter, it finally grew into a towering tree.
Prompted by a kind of nostalgia and cherishment, it finally broke out and released all the passion of life in this autumn. With the incomparably gorgeous gold, it interprets the brilliance of life to the extreme, giving people a spiritual shock.
They say that the Populus euphratica in Mulei County, Changji looks like an old man; the Populus euphratica in Weili County, Bazhou is beautiful like a girl; the Populus euphratica in Xiaocaohu, Luntai County is like a plump young woman; The Populus euphratica is like a beautiful girl.
But my shooting skills are limited, I just want to try my best to express their truest side, and also to express my feelings, understanding, pursuit and desire for life.
Really, I want to wander quietly in this golden silence without looking back. . .
However, I was afraid that I could not find the way back and let down the beautiful scenery waiting for me.
So, I worked hard to come back.
Farewell to Luntai and Xinjiang. . .
I thought, I'll come again,
I think, I should come again,
Because, and Yili,
Because, there is also a single library,
Because, there is also Bayinbulak. . . .
