1, "Every time I miss you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, thus forming the Sahara. Every time I miss you, a drop of water falls from the sky, thus forming the Pacific Ocean. " -San Mao
2. "the desert is lonely, and the long river falls into the yen." The Sahara in the sunset has another taste. Red is charming and intoxicating, like a glass of Millennium red wine, which is inexhaustible. Maybe this is what Sahara looks like. The breeze gradually passed and the blush dispersed. On this vast yellow sand, a woman is singing and dancing, as if singing praises to this land. Even outside the yellow sand, there is a small flower poking its probe and watching quietly.
3. The beauty of the desert is that the sunrise and a brand-new day are called in the wilderness in the early morning, and the shepherdess is crisp and bright. The desert is a dream that never fades. After the wind and rain, the blue sky in Wan Li is like washing. It is still called eternity. Sahara! In your arms, I am already a bride without flowers, and under your sky, I am back to the beginning.
I think many people will think of Sahara desert as long as they mention Sanmao. Her wandering souls really infected countless people who were looking forward to wandering. It's just that in the eyes of ordinary people, the sand, which was originally a helpless thing, was taken in by Sanmao and taken into her arms after the wind stopped in a stable wandering. Probably many people can't understand her love for the desert.
Reading Sanmao's words always makes me feel kind. Her brushwork is always so sincere, plain and simple, which can make me feel that she is such a woman: optimistic, intellectual and inclusive. Reading this novel is a very enjoyable process, just like tasting a cup of tea, without flowery rhetoric, insipid, but still delicious. I'm not trying to be quick and quick. As a friend, I heard the story of San Mao in the Sahara.
6. In the Sahara, I picked up a handful of yellow sand and watched it fly with the wind, but the sand didn't fascinate my eyes. Maybe it doesn't want me to become a person on crutches. I put on a beautiful satin dress, bright green, standing at the highest place in the Sahara, dancing to my heart's content, dancing a life, an epic life. Every yellow sand here is a flower. I picked one and put it in my hair. Not beautiful, let others envy and hate.
7. Well, many questions in life will never be answered. And I have to admit, I am used to recording stream of consciousness or running water. I'm not good at describing my feelings after reading. In fact, it was just a pastime, but I found that the humorous, simple and delicate writing style of At the Beginning of the Sahara was different from that of the books I read before, which made me curious and made me plan to continue reading, thus opening the curtain of A Journey to Dust. ...
8. The loneliness of the Sahara is another kind of sublimity. The power of nature and the unpredictable tomorrow are also absolute. In that dangerous environment where life may be lost at any time, how to face the inevitable suffering with courage and wisdom-and live calmly-is the best interpretation of glory and value.
9. The Sahara in my impression belongs to Sanmao. There, the oil cup and the yellow sand blown by the wind are endless; There, there are sparse oases that are awe-inspiring; There are scattered people there, maybe more than a year.
10, "The years spent in Africa are fading away, but in my mind, the imprint of the majestic Sahara is so clear that every grass and tree I see, even a golden sand, will always be engraved in my heart." I think Sahara is the love of his life and will be engraved in the author's heart forever.
1 1. Looking at the story of the Sahara desert, it is easy to be brought to that country by San Mao's whispers. Countless movies will have scenes of big desert and yellow sand all over the sky, and they will begin to yearn for it. After reading it, I know that there are no more mysteries in front of human nature, which are not much different from the parents around me. Some neighbors ask at will and haggle over every ounce. There are greedy slave owners and slave families who can't resist fate; With the help of powerful guards and kindness. However, there are some concerns that attract me and hold this heart's tragic color that belongs to Sahara.
12. Nature is fair. In the seemingly barren wasteland, scorching sun, cold, poverty and thirst, it returns to those who love and understand it-the joy, sadness, enlightenment, experience and unyielding toughness and endurance of life. The Sahara desert is ever-changing, and its name was originally called "empty". I said, it's eternal. The most beautiful thing in the desert is life that never dies.
13. When Sanmao set foot on this vast land, she had developed a belief in the yellow sand of this desert. Perhaps, what she likes is the flawless blue sky here, the wind blowing through the seamless desert, a comfortable life and a pleasant mood. However, I don't know what she belongs to, but the story about this yellow sand is well known.
14, I know in my heart that I have been cursed by the desert: "As long as people set foot on this land, they will definitely want to come back again and again, and there is no other way." She is a permanent resident of the Sahara and a woman in the desert. There is nothing to be afraid of, including being taught life and death thousands of times in that land. As long as I am alive, I will love you again and again-Sahara.
15, sandstorms in the Sahara can be said to be commonplace and extremely powerful. When a big storm occurs, large sand columns with a diameter of tens of meters and whirlpools with a width of several miles often take people and animals several miles away, and accidents of burying people and animals alive often occur. Before every storm comes, the sky is purple and the temperature is high. The high temperature is 56 degrees Celsius, which drops to zero at night, and it hardly rains all year round. .
16, Sanmao is my greatest benefactor, who brought me to the Sahara. I am a witness of her love and a listener of her life. In this legendary yellow sand, San Mao and Jose turned it into a sacred place with worshippers and admirers. But I don't know whether I admire this loess or the love of others.
17. The Sahara Desert is the largest desert in the world except Antarctica. It is located in the north of Africa, with extremely harsh climatic conditions, and it is one of the most unsuitable places for biological growth on earth. Sahara means "big desert" in Arabic. Located in the southern Atlas Mountains and the Mediterranean Sea (about 35 N), about14 N (250 mm isohyet), it starts from the Atlantic coast in the west and reaches the Red Sea coast in the east. Spanning the northern part of the African continent, it is 5,600 kilometers long from east to west and 1.600 kilometers wide from north to south, with a total area of about 9.065 million square kilometers, accounting for about 32% of the total area of Africa. You can put the whole of America in.
18, I forgot reading Sanmao's book for the first time, but it must have been before adulthood. At that time, my mind was not mature. When I saw those stories that shocked my soul, I thought I could travel all over Qian Shan like San Mao, and finally stop in the vast desert and become a grain of sand in the Sahara desert. However, you are not a grain of sand, you are a strong flower in the desert. If I can, I hope I can be born decades earlier, so that I can know you better.
19. In the Sahara desert, it is said that a strange scream is often heard, like the roar of a beast or the call of an air flute. Although there is no rhythm, it sounds strange. The sand is moving and it will make a noise. You often meet a mirage. Near Morocco, there is a desert called Kosapika, with an area of only 800 square kilometers, but in the eastern highlands, there is a very famous "ghost lake". Why is it called ghost lake? It turns out that its appearance is unpredictable. For example, it looks like a big lake with a water depth of 100 feet at night, but at dawn, not only the lake disappears, but also it becomes a big sand dune with a water depth of 100 feet.
20. The beauty of the Sahara desert lies in the dead trees stretching out their arms to the sky. It is a small purple flower, struggling to bloom happily on the dry land. This is a lonely bird's cry piercing the sky. It's the man who rode alone at sunset on a red sun. It is also its nine tornadoes that suck the silent lamb to heaven and earth. It is also a mirage, like a dream, like a demon, like a real illusion. The temperature is nearly 60 degrees, which solidifies like magma. As cold as a knife to zero.