Flying sand blinded my eyes.
I can't see where the road is.
The cracked trunk of Populus euphratica is the roughness of my skin.
The taste of seabuckthorn juice can quench your thirst just by looking at plums.
The shoes are filled with gravel.
The sound of heavy footsteps haunted my imagination.
The goshawk hovered overhead.
It is also looking for its own position.
The earth is an undulating sand dune.
I can only follow the sand to find an oasis.
The sound of cattle and sheep is a legend handed down by ancestors.
I was alone in the desert.
The camel bell in the distance woke me up from my confusion.
I stood up.
Look into the distance
How many men? pass by
Although he was equally tired, his face was full of satisfaction.
I keep up with the rhythm
To explore
Pursuing dreams
go on a journey
Try your best; Try to do it