Not everyone will come here, but no one will forget it. Some stories have been flowing in the blood of youth. They are young, go a little more, and see more people, let life be full of adventures, let the emotions spread to the chest, let the years meet the time... Tianshan, across the desert, Climbing the Everest, the more you reach... 5,000 kilometers to visit Xinjiang, 6,000 kilometers to the next Sichuan! Countless mountains have climbed through countless mountains. The memories are still the road closures in Xinjiang, the Dalai in Tibet, the Mangkang that has been blocked for six hours, and the Qianlongla tunnel that has not reached the five fingers... remember each one Days of sleep, remember the songs all the way, remember the sunset at 10 o'clock, remember the rainbow in the air, remember the snow and hail, remember Kashgar, remember and end, remember the Dahongliutan, remember the night of Shiquanhe. Remember Sa Sa, remember to pull, remember the mountains of Mount Everest, the rain of the sheep lake, remember the bookstore in Lhasa, the fog of Medog, remember the Micha Glacier, remember the starry sky of Wuhu, remember... I remember going to and from time to time. Far away...