Dunhuang. It is nearly 3000 kilometers away from my home. The climate, culture and eating habits are very different from my hometown, but I fell in love with it the first time I went there.

In Dunhuang, there is always a kind of inexplicable melancholy, such as "Why should Qiangdi blame the willow, the spring breeze is not enough to pass Yumenguan", "Advise you to drink more wine, and go out to Yangguan for no reason", and "Drunk and lying in the sand, you don't laugh, and you have fought for several times since ancient times" and "The desert is lonely and the long river falls in the yen".

There is also the mysterious Silk Road, and all kinds of things that happened on the Silk Road attract me.

That yellow desert can rub into all my thoughts.