Life is meant to be wasted here!

6 days From the lush vegetation of Northern Xinjiang to the barren Southern Xinjiang We traveled 120 kilometers Crossed the Koksun River Climbed over the 3820-meter-high Akbulak Daban Entered the Boaozikelike River Valley Experienced the despair of climbing over chaotic boulders under the scorching sun And felt the romance of snowflakes drifting in the clear sky Nestled between snowy mountains and icy peaks We waded through dozens of glacial meltwater streams Passed through forests, meadows, alpine pastures, and desert sands The roads were muddy after the rain The nights of blizzards were unbearably cold We lay in our tents wrapped in sleeping bags Listening to the pitter-patter of hail on the tent Listening to the boiling water in the pot Everything slowed down We became a part of this wilderness Merged with its rhythm Nowadays, Heaven Lake is no longer that true wilderness But in the mountains without signals, without background entertainment noise, without the echo of highways All our senses are used to understand this world Focused, clear, humble Feeling the vitality And that unbounded, unaffiliated, unconstrained Wilderness of the heart