Time: 2009-8- 25 22:18:58 Words: 4052
On the way back, the impression of Korla
Originally, I didn't need to go into detail about the way back. I thought we would still pass through Kashi-Urumchi, but in fact, fixed thinking can never be relied on. Our first stop in Xinjiang was Korla, and then Kashi-Hetian, which was beyond my expectations. Therefore, it was necessary to describe the impression of Korla in my heart.
On October 18th, we got off at Korla railway station at 4 pm sharp. All the students who have returned from their studies are gathered at the train station square, ready to set off. Soon, we received orders from our superiors to stay in Korla. We were arranged to stay in the military and civilian hotel near the Korla railway station. There was a two-hour time difference between Xinjiang and the mainland, so four o'clock in the afternoon was still early for Korla. Young people playing poker and watching TV in the dormitory didn't seem to last long. We soon began to feel restless. Soon, some comrades reflected on the leading cadre and asked if they should consider Korla. Zhang Shen was very worried. After all, we were all students who had been in Gansu for seven months. Naturally, we were not as disciplined as the recruits who had just left the company. Moreover, Korla was a strange city for us. Miracles are everywhere, and danger lurks around us. He thought about it again and again and felt that he could let them go. After all, they were all comrades of the Republic. We had a scale in our hearts. However, he requested to be back for dinner before nine o'clock.
His comrades were so happy that they scattered in groups of three to five in every corner of Korla, like a plate of small colored beans, splashing into Korla.
One of my two comrades is from Anhui, he is calm and seems to like to be shrewd and farsighted. With him around, there won't be any problems. We set off from the train station square, and the three of them unanimously decided to go to the city center to take a look.
We had planned to walk to implement the plan to save money, but due to the urgency of time, we changed to a car. Along the way, we chatted with the driver. It turned out that we were from the same hometown. When we talked about the most prosperous area of Korla, we took it for granted that the most prosperous area was the most fun.
The driver said,"The Golden Triangle is the most fun."”, So he rushed to the Golden Triangle in a daze. The environment outside the window kept changing, and he arrived at his destination in about half an hour. The four buildings stood in all directions at the crossroads, very similar to the bridges in my hometown. I had a feeling of returning home. Everyone was hungry, so they went to the third floor of the building to eat. It was said that the various flavors of Korla resounded throughout Xinjiang. The three of us reached an agreement to eat Xinjiang ramen, the two of them ate ice cream, and I drank beer. I raised my hand to look at my watch at 5:30 pm. The demeanor of a soldier was once again displayed. Everyone wolfed down the food, causing the people around to think that we were strange people. It was just that we paid first and then ate. It was really a bit uncomfortable. I heard that the mutton skewers in Korla are the best in Xinjiang. How can I miss it? Unfortunately, he didn't find a shop like this.
The Golden Triangle was indeed a very fun place. At that time, I didn't know why I especially wanted to go online. It was probably the old company's rules that played a role in adding fuel to the fire. As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there is resistance. The young man's rebellion was fully displayed at this moment. So the three of us went to the internet cafe together. I also report to my dear that I have arrived at a strange place. In order to cope with an unfamiliar environment, one must at least learn to ask for directions. Asking for directions was a skill, and courtesy was naturally essential. If you wanted to go to a place with a detailed address, it would be easy, and the problem would be solved. If it was a vague address, not only would you be unsure, but even the person being asked would be confused and unwilling to cooperate. The three of us first asked an old man,"Grandpa, is there an internet cafe nearby?"? The old man asked,"What are you talking about?"”How depressing. He had never heard of this term. Internet cafes were probably a new thing for him. There was no way to ask a young man. After all, everyone was young and easy to communicate with. Unexpectedly, he encountered even greater embarrassment. He said that he had just arrived here. It seemed that the tourism in Korla was also very promising. In this way, the magical effect of the western development could be seen. As the saying goes,"peacocks fly to the southeast, and there are tall buildings in the northwest that rise straight to the sky."”We were a little disheartened. Looking at the clock and the sky, it was 6:30. It was still early. The best way to find a goal was to keep walking in one direction. We fantasized like this, striding along the street to search for prey. Finally, we found an Internet cafe. Could it be an underground gang that engaged in underground activities? The light inside was dim and there was a strange atmosphere. I asked,"Is there any space?"”The boss replied,"No."
We could only leave resentfully and start a new journey. Suddenly, he found a river. The river water was very clear, and a sign was set up beside the river: Pay attention to girls. The three of us were surprised that Korla respected women's rights so much. As he walked, he thought about it and found it unbelievable. When he was in Hotan, married women were usually housewives (and occasionally engaged in manual labor), so married women in Wada City were mostly obese. Perhaps it was just a difference in aesthetic standards. It was said that in the Tang Dynasty, fat was also considered beautiful, so Yang Yuhuan (Yang Guifei) was also very plump, and was also the mother of the country, the world's most beautiful woman. Without Yang Guifei, the four beauties would lose a part of perfection, which also made us lose a lot of interest in exploring the truth. (The Four Beauties: Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, Diao Chan, Yang Yuhuan, and even Flying Sparrow Zhao are all victims of politics.)。Later on, a stone was engraved with the words "Peacock River" in bold and powerful red. Only then did they know that this was the legendary Peacock River that nourished the beautiful women of Loulan. Where there is a river, there must be a bridge. As expected, a bridge appeared in front of me."Pay attention to girls" could it be "pay attention to safety"? Perhaps due to the long exposure to the wind and sun, some of the strokes were no longer clear. Coupled with my poor eyesight, this misunderstanding occurred.
Why did my heart tremble? Looking at the endless stream of people, my mind first jumped out of a poem by Bian Zhilin." You stand on the bridge to watch the scenery, and those who watch the scenery stand upstairs to watch you. The bright moon decorated the window, you decorated other people's dreams.”This bridge is a link of the city, crossing the center of the city. Why do I think of the White River Bridge in my hometown? The beautiful Peacock Daughter River. You have nourished generations of talented scholars and beautiful women. The legend of Loulan and the mystery of Lop Nur are all inextricably linked. The river was always so clear, and there were always people playing on both sides of the river. I was stunned in place, but my thoughts returned to the White River in my hometown, as if I was staying on the White River Bridge to enjoy the scenery.
"Sigh, you've become possessed." Yi Lixun reminded me. I don't know what happened when I woke up from my dream. I looked carefully again and leaned against the bridge railing. I didn't know what year it was. He continued to hurry and finally found an Internet cafe very close to Korla Park. However, the size of the 20 - 30 machines, the boss asked,"Do you have a card?"”, I didn't expect to feel the modern atmosphere in Korla. I couldn't pay a deposit of 20 yuan per person to get a temporary network card, but the network speed was really vulnerable. Fortunately, I left a message to someone in Jinchang: I love Zhang Yusheng, he hit it; I loved Weng Meiling, and he committed suicide, I loved Ke Shouliang, and he was finished. I love Zhang Guorong, he is gone; I love Gu Yue. He's dead. I'm really scared because I like you so much. I have a date with a zombie tonight. Please pay attention. Are there any zombies coming tonight? She only replied,"Where are you now?" Can the army go online? I was speechless. It seemed that the gap between us had transcended time and space. Many people's understanding of the army was limited to a smattering of knowledge. Some people even thought that soldiers were just robots who only knew how to carry out orders. In fact, common sense told us that soldiers also had emotions and desires. Otherwise, who would have given the green flowers to? However, it was a pity that many soldiers could not see women. The comrades in the Immortal Bay changed their guards every six months. In the Immortal Bay, where even birds were unwilling to go, beautiful girls would not go. Therefore, some self-righteous people said," After three years in the army, the sow became a mink. This was an extreme insult to the current generation of soldiers and an extreme disrespect to women. I don't think people's aesthetic standards will change because of time.
Confucius said: food and sex are the nature of the human body! Every time the art troupe performed a consolation performance, there were quite a number of soldiers who fawned over them. It seemed that we were also real men who needed a woman's gaze to give us some comfort. The topic seemed to have changed to the South Pole. I left her a simple message. I'll call you again in the old company. In the end, I forgot about it because I naively thought that she was already a professional woman in society, while I was still sinking in the sea of bitterness. The difference in our thoughts was very big, and I didn't want to interfere with her normal life too much. I don't know why the call went offline. I asked the boss and he said that the line was being modified. It was very unpleasant. It seemed that we would encounter any unlucky thing. Looking at the time, it was still early. The three of them voted democratically, and the vote was two to one. They walked back. I didn't expect it to be a wrong decision. When the lights were on, we were still wandering aimlessly. We had no choice but to stop a taxi. After nearly 30 minutes, we stepped on the train station square. The driver was really black-hearted. He actually pulled us around in circles to save the country. We really wanted to beat him up and ask us for 15 yuan, but we couldn't forget the love between the army and the people in our minds!
Back at the hotel, we waited for two hours before eating. If we had known earlier, we would have had a good time. After dinner, the comrades talked more about the Korla pear. Although they didn't eat it, they were still drooling. The Korla Fragrant Pear could only be planted in Korla. Even if it was barely planted in other places, the taste was far different from that of the Korla Fragrant Pear. This compensation was completely satisfied at the dinner table of the old company in the summer of 2005. Kuerle pears were small, yellow-white (sand color), sweet, high in sugar content, and crispy and delicious. It seemed difficult for women who wanted to lose weight to accept the delicious taste and nutritious taste of Kuerle pears. Its main market is all over Xinjiang and the Arab countries (I benefited from Wada City in Xinjiang), and it earns a lot of foreign currency every year. It was also rarely seen in supermarkets in mainland China. Moreover, the price was not very cheap. Go to big supermarkets such as Xinyijia, Guohuikang, Tianhong, Jiahua, Haiya Department Store or Maoye Department Store in Shen Zhen. Please pay more attention to your pockets.
It seemed that the trip to Korla had come to a satisfactory end. In this sleepless night, I quickly took out a pen and described what I had seen and heard today in detail. Tomorrow, I would drive to Kashi.
The second time to a regiment in Kashi
When we arrived in Kashi again, it was night. We got off the bus in a neat line. He couldn't help but look around. The night was too dark. The dim moonlight, the weak lights, and the once resolute faces were now blurry. Thinking back to seven months ago at the train station square in Kashi, walking into the second largest city in Xinjiang, the largest military city in China, the sound of a whistle could attract countless comrades to gather neatly. I think that was more or less exaggerated by the recruit class leader Nie.
In such a night, Kashi was so beautiful. Distance and haziness produced beauty, and untouchable produced beauty. Often, things that were easy to get were the easiest to lose. Even if they were beautiful, no one was willing to cherish them. Perhaps this was the theory of relativity of beauty. Albert Einstein once said,"When you are with a beautiful girl, you feel that hours pass as quickly as minutes." On the contrary, if you were to sit on a stove, a second would feel like an hour. Perhaps this is the Kashi I hope to see. There is no noise, no cruel atmosphere of war, only tranquility, only people enjoying themselves in their dreams. My memory was finally disturbed by the speeding Liberation Big Card. Where should I go? The dark night gave me the best answer. When I settled down with a regiment in Shu-lik, I knew that my journey tomorrow would be long.
There are towering trees here. But the last time I came, I was still a commoner. I was curious about the army, and many veterans were preparing to leave the army. That time, with Company Commander Guo's care, we ate while standing. I thought that the people in the army ate while standing, or that the people in the army liked to eat while standing. After nearly a year in the army, I learned something: Soldiers were also humans. They had emotions and desires, and they would make mistakes too. Perhaps my previous misjudgment was influenced by movies and TV series. The positive characters in " The Sparkling Red Star,"" The Railroad guerrillas," and " The Plains guerrillas " were too perfect in my mind.
When I came to this team again, how could my thoughts today be the same as yesterday? My comrades and I walked on the road, and everyone seemed to be filled with emotions. Perhaps this was the legendary circle. After you have been to some places, who can guarantee that you will not come back one day?
On the second day, we took a carriage to visit the various teams of my master. It was a worthwhile trip. Finally, we were about to cross the familiar Taklamakan Desert Road. When the sun was about to set, my respected Squad Leader Yang (Yang Liepeng) welcomed us at the entrance of the auditorium. The seven months of study life ended with a complete victory. (In the next section, I finally returned to the old company.)
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]