That day in Yangguan, I saw the road to the horizon. Although, it opened up a relatively easy road on the edge of the yellow sand with wooden boards, just like the road leading to the crescent spring on Mingsha Mountain.
Some people are willing to go to their destination step by step in the primitive sand nest, while more people like to take shortcuts and get close to the next scenery on a relatively easy road.
When my literary friends and I went to the famous and unforgettable Yangguan Peak, experienced the relics left by the years, visited the statue of Wang Wei in Shi Fo, and then walked onto Yangguan Avenue, a sense of historical vicissitudes came to mind.
At this moment, the pace becomes heavy, and it seems that every step is a problem and an exploration.
Some past events, some past events, began to stir, from a gap, rapid growth, strange and frightening process.
Walking through Yangguan Avenue and walking on the plank road built by the mountain, the feeling has changed.
Solid wood walkways, handrails, old and mottled, years of wind and rain, years of coloring everywhere, people can not help but sigh.
On the left is a low mountain, on the right is a savage reed, which is unfathomable below, and the fields, vineyards and trees in the distance extend to the horizon.
Blue sky, white clouds, ancient roads, autumn colors, past lives, so near and so far away. Make you think, make you think.
The wooden bridge in front of us is daunting. This is a question that needs to be decided immediately whether to be bold or choose to pass safely from below.
Among the literary and artistic friends in the same trade, young people are not afraid, and they walk by in one breath. A few middle-aged people are uneasy and hesitant and want to try.
When I boldly took a few steps on the wooden bridge, I was too scared to go any further, for fear of falling, and I couldn't turn my head back when I came back. I am in a helpless situation, my heart beats faster and I can't help asking for help.
It seems that a teacher in No.1 Middle School, a stocky man, quickly stepped forward, grabbed me and encouraged me. If nothing happens, don't be afraid and move on.
With me around, I feel safe, concentrate and walk the rest of the way.
Fortunately, it made me smile in an instant, and the joy of the rest of my life spread to every corner of my body.
After experiencing danger, the rest of the road becomes bright.
On the wooden flag erected, there is a famous saying in the book: You go your sunny way and I will cross my wooden bridge. Right here.
Leave the chariots and horses and concentrate on walking. The world, together with the ancients, feels the sunshine, a vast experience, and some feelings, such as clear springs, slowly spread from the bottom of my heart.
On the road of life, there will be fear on the wooden bridge, and there will be smooth roads to make you make great strides.
Each has its advantages and disadvantages. It takes experience to understand that things are impermanent. Some roads need gravel; Some roads need to be accompanied.
Be careful when you are alone, and listen carefully and participate in the discussion when you are in a group.
There are ancient roads and westerly winds here, except for thin horses.
Yangguanxing, people have mixed feelings. Life, road, choice, distance, history and reality are all so close.
Come to Yangguan, visit the rich collections, look up at the beacon tower in Yangguan, meet poets, take Yangguan Avenue, and then walk the plank road and wooden bridge. That kind of experience only makes sense under the Millennium Dunhuang and Guyangguan.
This trip is deeply touching and breeds the heroism of starting from scratch.