Xinjiang Xingzhi Book

Author: Tan Yibo
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Publish Date: 2004-01-01
Features: Tan Yibo, also known as "Free Feeling" online, identifies himself as a planner but became lost in his "self" through constant travel, ultimately resigning from a state-owned enterprise in Shenzhen to become an fearless traveler and outdoor adventurer. In 1997, he trekked across Mount Taibai, then cycled from Shenzhen to Jiangxi. Jiangxi was "beautiful to death," but he nearly died on the mountain roads. He then became fascinated with the west, with Xinjiang being his favorite. He backpacked into Mato in the off-season and walked through the last Three Gorges trail in the rain. He has climbed snow-capped mountains, been trapped in swamps, and volunteered as an environmentalist in Kekexili during days as cold as minus 40°C. He has witnessed countless scenic wonders and experienced several life-and-death trials. Raised in the northwest and working in the south, he has traveled to many places, but most beautiful is still Xinjiang—its cuisine, scenery, women, and the "beautiful to death" poplars. He writes what he sees and thinks, hoping the beauty and charm of Xinjiang can be seen in his words. He also hopes this book will serve as a "compass" for readers to explore Xinjiang in person, so all the information in the book is carefully verified and latest first-hand material, making it highly practical and forward-looking. Before this, his thoughts on the road were transformed into words that garnered widespread attention from media and netizens. Traveling through Xinjiang and other places, he has seen too much poverty and helplessness, which has stayed with him and also became his initial motivation for writing this book—I will donate all my writing and photography earnings, as well as related charity sales, to the education project for Tibetan children in poor areas of Qinghai. For me, travel has gone beyond itself, becoming a lifestyle and attitude. Ecology, poverty, and environmental protection—these once distant concepts now constantly linger in my daily reflections. If you travel with dreams, from northern Xinjiang to southern Xinjiang, from eastern Xinjiang to the west, you will realize your dreams on land. Xinjiang, a place you can cross but never fully explore, with autumn poplars, a mixed-race land. Endless girls dancing endlessly. Ascend Mount Tian Shan, pass through Loulan. The lake of Kanas, the grapes of Turpan. And the hallucinatory, abundant, charming, desolate, vast, and ever-changing—such as. The only most beautiful Xinjiang. Excerpt: N Reasons to Travel Xinjiang. Having traveled to many places, the most beautiful is still Xinjiang. "Grapes and wine under the night light cup," the mere dreamlike ancient name and history of the "Western Regions" are worth the journey. The only place where the four great inventions of the East and West converge; not traveling the Silk Road would be as regrettable as not reaching the Great Wall. A unique museum of ethnic groups and races, where you can find yourself becoming a minority in southern Xinjiang; the epic westward migration of the Sibo people and the dreamlike return of the Tuerhute tribe from the Middle East, along with the four ancient marginal ethnic groups like the Luobu people; once over Mount Tian Shan, feel "four seasons in one day," once to the Pamir, experience "eating watermelon around a fireplace"; the dreamlike Niya, the sand-covered Loulan, and the Milan—all no less mysterious than the snow-covered plateau; without going to Inner Mongolia, you can interact with the Mongolian people and the grasslands; without reaching the northeast, you can enjoy enough snow and ice; without going to the Tibetan region, you can experience Tibetan Buddhism, and there are also lakes and snow-capped mountains as beautiful as the Tibetan region; no matter how many rolls of film you bring, you won't have enough, for Xinjiang is the homeland of autumn and fairy tales, in Kanas, in the Pamir. Swans, wild fruits, poplars, birch forests. Colorful cities, ancient castles, mysterious gorges, hot springs, meteorites, dinosaurs, silicified wood—countless geographical wonders and treasures are gathered here; 30,000 kilometers of highway, the lowest fuel and toll costs, driving without without speeding, a paradise for self-driving; occasionally, stunning ethnic minority beauties will pass by. The young and old will all be generous with your camera; the people of Xinjiang are; accounting for 90% of the world's poplars, having seen their 3,000 years of immortality, you will understand the truth that "humans never live longer than a tree"; it turns out that folk songs and dances are not just for performance; they are as important in life as eating. The most neighboring countries, the longest border, the most ports, and the unique exotic atmosphere scattered across Xinjiang; the lavender of late spring, the wild fruit flowers of thousands of trees, the largest rapeseed flowers of Gongnaisi, blooming without end; Xinjiang, with only one month of criminal cases compared to the more than three days in Guangzhou, allows you to travel boldly; a Xinjiang you can cross but never fully explore, will leave you with too many beautiful memories and lingering attachments. Hallucinatory, abundant, charming, desolate, vast, and ever-changing—such as. All these make Xinjiang a place your mouth can never praise enough, yet your feet are eager to leave.