Bayinbulak Grassland, take you to experience the most perfect poverty-stricken travel strategy!

Living in the hustle and bustle of the city, yearning for the distance like most people, I have long been accustomed to the busy life around me, but one day, in the travel promotion exhibition beside me, I saw thousands of horses in the Bayinbulak Grassland The scene of the surging prosperity, the original throbbing in the heart that yearns for freedom, is gradually revived under the impetus of this poster, and the heart is surging!

For this long-planned journey, I have prepared for a long time. Finally, in June, the season when everything is abundant, I contacted a group of like-minded travelers. Driven by my dream, I embarked on the journey to the Bayinbulak Grassland pace.

Because it has been prepared for a long time, the strategy is drawn in great detail. Although it is almost late at night when we arrive in Urumqi, Xinjiang, the call from afar is always ringing in our ears. We check into the hotel booked in advance by mobile phone. After a night’s rest, we head to the north of Urumqi after breakfast. Station, bought a train ticket to Bayingoleng.

Perhaps because the area is too vast, trains in Xinjiang seldom travel through the city, sitting by the window, the quiet and vast Gobi, rolling mountains and rivers, green and vast grasslands... Probably only in Xinjiang to see such a strange sight! It is also interesting to appreciate the exotic landscapes flashing by outside the window.

After a day of running around, I finally got off the train when I was drowsy. I thought I could see the vast grassland when I arrived at the station, but in fact I thought too much. We got on the bus to Bayinbulak Grassland again. Although tens of kilometers is quite a long distance for us, there are beautiful scenery everywhere in Xinjiang. With infinite charm, the road here is extremely wide and smooth. I think the trouble of traffic jams will never disturb this border road!

When I finally arrived at the grassland, it was almost early morning. After eating a few mouthfuls of instant noodles, I found a nearby homestay to recuperate for the night. Because I had been yearning for a long time, even after running around all night, I still cheered up. Early in the morning, the store owner is a very enthusiastic Kazakh guy. Although he is very stubborn in Mandarin, the words between his words are very sincere. He drank the freshly baked salty milk tea prepared by Kembati and ate roasted with willow branches. The fragrant roasted naan, bid farewell to the store and set foot on the grassland.

Stepping on the grassland of Bayinbulak Grassland, it is not as sticky as imagined, and the greenness like splashed ink seems to smudge the sky with greenness. The grassland is not the endless green field as imagined. The green here, The beauty is not obtrusive, it is a beauty with a sense of layers, light green, dark green, light blue... All the greenery with life in the world is swayed here.

It may be because I haven't gone deep enough, so I didn't see the glorious scene of thousands of horses galloping. I can only admire a few horses belonging to the grassland in front of the local yurt. You can only use the most superficial vision to see which one is stronger and which one is more lively, that's all!

I thought that the wind in the grassland would be very strong, but I found out that I was overthinking it after field investigation. Bayinbulak in June is very quiet, and the sound of the wind is not obvious. Standing on a high place, only the wind blows the grassland. There is a subtle rustling sound, the beauty here is not the same, as time changes, the entire grassland has also undergone some changes on the original basis.

When I came here, what shocked me the most was probably the dusk of Bayinbulak! The sky and the earth turned upside down in an instant. The moment the sun landed in the west, it turned into a sky full of rays of light. Under such a dazzling halo, the grassland also turned orange overnight, exuding a natural warmth.