There are all kinds of people who come to Kashgar from other places. Many of them come to Kashgar to make money, such as those who sell fake jade and cheat on subsidies. There are also people like Teacher Zhang who come to Kashgar to eat from the government. There are also many like Mayisha and others.

Those in public welfare organizations are here to do good deeds.

"There are good and bad things, because the local people in Kashgar are more distinct and difficult to summarize, but they are softer between people, so there are more misunderstandings and prejudices against these outsiders. They don't really understand South Korea.

Just comment on Xinjiang. For example, people who have made money say that the people here are stupid and cannot make money. People who have not made money say that this place is backward and has no future. But few people are very integrated and see all this. I see people around you.

You are a friend of the Uyghur ethnic group, and I am a little curious about you. I came here because I like this place and like to take photos. Why did you come to southern Xinjiang? I can only be sure that you are not doing it to make money." Shang Qingyun said.

"For love."

I don't want to tell my story to someone I just met, and I don't know this person at all, but I won't make up a random reason either.

"As for the reason why I came to southern Xinjiang, I was actually confused. The local people in Kashgar first thought that I came to make money. They actually didn't understand that I was not a businessman. I was just a passerby. Also,

I also have many other friends, including Han Chinese, and now I regard this place as my home. Do you know southern Xinjiang well?" I continued.

"I know it very well. I dare to say that no one who is engaged in photography or writing will love southern Xinjiang more than I do. This has nothing to do with technology or the quality of the work. I have not calculated it carefully. Since I was twenty years old

It has been more than 20 years since I started taking photos. In these 20 years, I have been to southern Xinjiang seventy or eighty times. On average, three or four times a year, which can range from a few weeks to half a year or almost half a year.

I have spent all my time in southern Xinjiang. Unlike other photographers, I am very in-depth. At the beginning, it was love and curiosity. In order to understand southern Xinjiang, I stayed in the homes of fellow villagers and hiked to the most worthwhile places in the mountains.

Most of the places are inaccessible by car. There are many young people in their twenties now. I used to take pictures of their mothers when they were young, and of them at birth, and now I have taken pictures of their children being born. I can still find those photos.

When I come out and think about it, I feel it’s amazing.”

Shang Qingyun is familiar with the entire southern Xinjiang, not just Kashgar. She was once the editor-in-chief of an international magazine, and she prefers frontier humanities. She has been to almost all the borders in Yunnan, Guizhou, Sichuan and Tibet, not only in Xinjiang but in the frontiers. She especially has an indescribable understanding of Xinjiang.

This time, I was commissioned by a certain ministry to make a series of humanistic films about the huge changes in Kashgar in the new era. The film was to be completed in one month.

"So sister, you are already over forty. It doesn't look like it. I thought my sister was only two or three years older than me. From your story, you sound like a heroine, but your skin and mental state don't look like one.

People who are in the wild and outdoors every day. We are destined to be friends. External force said that he met a photographer who used very high-end equipment, and he was very envious. I accidentally ran to the top of a tall building to save you, and finally found out that it was

The same person. I have great respect for thoughtful humanistic photographers. Unlike those who are obsessed with light and composition, those who like to shoot humanities are more emotional." I said.

"I'm sorry to say that. I also pay attention to photography skills, but I don't study them anymore. I have been shooting for more than 20 years and have become very proficient in them. I have always used manual shooting and can always accurately grasp the various aspects of photography. parameters, this is experience. My equipment is high-end, I have my own equipment, and some are provided by others. The imaging quality itself is very good, which is an advantage. I know southern Xinjiang very well, I have even studied those The name and growth characteristics of forage are in my heart. From the film era to the digital era, I have to carry three or four bodies and three or four lenses. As long as I think it looks good, I will take pictures. Now with these cameras and lenses, I I haven’t calculated it carefully, but it’s probably more than ten or two hundred thousand, but don’t get me wrong, I’m not showing off, these are just personal belongings. I don’t have much money personally. I have run and run over the years, except for those sponsored by others. With my own money, I can support myself even though I am very frugal. Thanks to everyone’s help, they allowed me to run around and take photos. I was once invited by National Geographic, and the requirements were very high, and there were various restrictions, so I couldn’t express myself freely. , but I still submitted the manuscript as agreed, but in the end they didn’t pay me much for using the photos, and I stopped making commercial films from then on.”

Shang Qingyun said while showing me the photos she took today. Many of them were directly backlit, and the sunlight turned into threads, but the faces of the characters and scenery were very clear, and the light was sufficient, so they would not be blurred due to backlighting. There may be a huge contrast.

"These backlit photos are because of the good lens. I specialize in taking wide-angle backlight photos with this lens. As long as you don't take pictures directly towards the sun, the other pictures will be good. I still have to pick and choose when I go back. Most of them can't be used in the digital age. That's it, just shoot casually. When I first shot film, I carefully considered the image and composition, and pressed the shutter button carefully. Now, my experience and camera allow me to not hesitate. In the past, I would carefully check a certain place. I checked a lot of information, local libraries, cultural and historical information, etc. before I could decide what to shoot. Later, I found that the humanities in southern Xinjiang were so fascinating, and many of them had no information to look up, so I wrote the information myself, so I was called a writer out of nowhere. Now I basically don’t need to look up information, it’s all in my head. I don’t write long things now, I usually write short articles to accompany the photos. For example, this time, I asked for a manuscript. It’s thirty photos, given a month, one photo a day on average. People who don’t know it don’t find it difficult, but I’m under a lot of pressure. I have to find one suitable photo from thousands of photos every day, and then thirty photos. Each photo cannot have the same theme. For example, if I selected a building today, another building will not work tomorrow. Simply put, there are thirty elements in thirty photos. Finally, if the publisher is not satisfied For the photos I choose to send, I have to provide alternative photos in time. It’s a lot of pressure, but I like this pressure. Although I am older than you, I have said before that I will call you brother. You feed the pigeons today The photo is a new element, so I took a photo of you, a foreign Han nationality, living and starting a business in Kashgar, looking at the pigeons in trance."

Shang Qingyun felt a touch of sadness when he said this. We just chatted while eating. Mire was very understanding and did not disturb us after he came back.

From the chat, I learned that Shang Qingyun is very persistent. Her only hobby is taking photos. In order to take photos, she traveled deep into the Tianshan Mountains and Kunlun Mountains, lived in places with good ventilation, and communicated with people who did not speak the same language. She ate dry naan and drank snow water, which made her physically exhausted, and she just came back from the Prince of Hell's side.

"I have always been single. I feel that I am not suitable for marriage. I only live in Beijing for one or two months a year. Who will marry me? The only time I regretted it was when I got cancer. In order not to worry my friends, I was alone I went to the hospital, but fortunately I am recovering well now. I have to walk more than 20 kilometers every day to take photos and eat naan for lunch." Shang Qingyun said.

I asked her to come in and have something to eat whenever she passed by my store, no matter if I was there or not. Then I drove her back to her residence. Coincidentally, she lived in the exchange center of Kashgar University, and it was a friend of hers who gave her the gift. arranged.

When we arrived at her residence, she asked me to come up and sit for a while, and then asked me to help move some things.

"I saw that the young men at the police station were also eating naan, so I bought a microwave oven and an electric oven for them. They are placed at the front desk. They are quite heavy. Please help me send them there. It is two hundred meters away. I am afraid that they will have to do it by themselves. They won't accept it," Shang Qingyun said.

I admire this sister even more about this. She has almost no requirements for her own life, but she is very kind to everyone she meets. This may be a kind of mentality. I took a few watermelons from the car and gave them to her. She refused, saying that she was running out all the time, and when she came back she just washed and slept and had no time to eat.

In the end, I didn't go up and sit for a while. I made an appointment to look at the photos later. When I was uninstalling the microwave and oven, I gave the watermelon to the guys on duty.

When I got home, I couldn't sleep again. I felt that the people I met were greater than me, and compared to them, I was too ordinary and insignificant. It had been a long time since I went to the rooftop to look at the night sky, so I simply went up to the rooftop to think about what I wanted to do. What kind of life do you live?

At this time, I received a photo taken by Shang Qingyun. It was the back view of me squatting on the ground feeding pigeons. In the morning light, there was light shining around me. Several pigeons spread their wings and were frozen in the sky. My eyes were a little melancholy and confused. There seemed to be no focus, and a few golden corns were suspended in the air. For a moment, I collapsed. I felt inexplicably alone and helpless.

So I started to express my emotions in my own way again. I wrote a poem and sent it to Shang Qingyun as a gift in return for the photo.

Fisherman’s Pride·Shangqingyun

The spring breeze is not warm, the cold clothes

The setting sun is fragrant without paying attention

Kunlun Moon Shadow has nothing to rely on

Ordinary life

The boudoir is closed in Fireworks Alley

Qingyun travels tens of thousands of miles

New words of sadness for the moon

Apricots peck the spring mud one after another

The dust goes out

Beautiful shadow with white hair.

To put it simply, I admire Shang Qingyun very much. Looking at the white hair in her braid and listening to her telling simple experiences, I know that she may have experienced far more than what she told. I just imagine her leaving in the spring. In the Kunlun Mountains.

I quickly received a reply from Shang Qingyun: "Brother Xie, the writing is really good. Are you studying liberal arts?"

"Science, I'm sorry to bother you, my sister is taking a rest. You said it yourself. You just want to go to bed when you go back. It's been a long time since you've been back. Good night."
Chapter completed!