▲ Sitting peacefully on the yellow off-road vehicle in the wilderness breeze. Sunlight spills over as the red flag atop the vehicle flutters vigorously. Behind lies an endless open road, while the heart drifts afar with the wind—every inch of air brimming with the scent of freedom. This is the unique wilderness wandering time that belongs solely to the Dunhuang Yardang National Geopark.
▲ Under the vast desert sky, the Thousand-Hand Guanyin stone carving stands in serene silence. A single Buddha statue with a thousand outstretched arms seems poised to embrace all the suffering of the world. Emerging from the depths of time, its compassion is etched into the rugged cliff face, with every line telling the power of faith. Here in this boundless land, it offers visitors inner peace and reverence. --Silk Road Heritage City
▲ At the western end of the Hexi Corridor, the massive stone monument of the Yangguan Ruins stands prominently. The inscription "Site of Ancient Yangguan" seems to recount its former prosperity. Once a vital pass along the Silk Road, it bustled with camel caravans and merchants. Today, only ruins remain in the vast desert, yet they still bear the weight of profound history, evoking the poignant past described in the verse, "Beyond Yangguan to the west, no old friends you'll meet."
▲ In the vast and boundless desert, the massive stone stele of the Yumen Pass ruins stands silently. The words "Yumen Pass Ruins" are engraved with the marks of time. Yellow flags flutter beside it, as if recounting the fiery years of the past in the wind. This ancient fortress once witnessed the swaying camel bells of the Silk Road. Though now only ruins remain, it still shines as a brilliant pearl in the long river of history, narrating millennia of vicissitudes and glory.
▲ Clad in red, standing alone in the vast desert. The wind gently brushes through my hair as the ancient ruins in the distance silently whisper tales of time. At this moment, time seems to stand still. I gaze upon the boundless expanse, feeling the weight of history and the grandeur of nature, as if stepping into a thousand-year-old dream. Every breath is filled with endless vicissitudes and poetic beauty.
