Winter trip to Kashgar

How should I describe Southern Xinjiang to you... This is a place that allows me to calm my mind As if the noise fades away Time slowly passes - Any earthen wall Any oil lamp Deeply imprinted in my heart Look at how hurried life is Don’t run too fast Slowing down is when you understand life - The old city of Kashgar seems to have preserved the beauty A long-lost warmth between people Without any reservation At this moment, I no longer look around in confusion