In the first ten minutes of the New Year, I wrote something on my phone very pretentiously.

'The burning love has cooled

The story ends and will begin

The snow falling all over the sky is just a shadow

Rain and snow alternate, cold and warm change

The snow covers the memory

Old days and new years, youth in the cold night

Fireworks sparkle with smiling faces

Youth has turned over an article

Those who do not know how to refuse are left in the cold

I never understood your world

Mountains and rivers are far away, true feelings change

I want to bloom in the snowflakes

Enjoy the joy of passion

Fingertips turned into ashes

Unable to open the lock on my heart

self-inflicted scars

will eventually be melted by time

Who am I going to be everything to?’

After I finished writing, I took a picture of the traces of the skates on the ice that were already covered with new snow, and posted the second post on WeChat Moments during the countdown.

The New Year's bell rang on the mobile phones of the group of people nearby, and two young men came over to shake hands and hug me. I enthusiastically congratulated them on the New Year. I was wrong. I thought they were the same as me, but now I

I found that they were together, celebrating the New Year, and I was just a lonely stranger.

I changed my shoes and said goodbye to this group of young people. I hummed a little tune and went back to the hotel. Every time I returned to a summer-like room from the cold of dozens of degrees below zero, I felt extremely happy.

I simply didn’t sleep. It was time to celebrate New Year’s Eve. I turned on my laptop and started busy with work. I hadn’t touched work for a long time. I didn’t ask about the specific business. On New Year’s Day, I studied the financial statements all night.

All reports were sent to me within two days.

I was dizzy after reading the reports all night, but I had a more intuitive understanding of the operations of these stores and companies. I started to think about other things, such as adjusting the business direction. It is the off-season, and there is still time to do it before the next peak season.

Adjustments, although such adjustments are not necessary, may make more money.

For example, the profit margin of Yaoyao's mother selling homemade yogurt is much higher than that of a milk tea shop selling drinks and milk tea. Also, Maisha, who said she would never leave Xinjiang, left directly, which also made me take a closer look

Then there is the necessity of using college students to work. There are advantages to using college students but there are also some disadvantages. Leng Jiayue is right. How to add value in the service industry is worth considering.

When it was still midnight in Altay, I saw Maisha and Mire in the circle of friends going to the square to participate in the New Year flag-raising. After nine o'clock, I got dressed and braved the severe cold and walked to the Administrative Service Center of Altay.

There is a small square above, and people are already waiting for the flag to be raised.

Altay is really a small city. The river that runs through the city has frozen at this time, and the street lights shining on the heavy snow make this city look like a special fairy tale. After participating in the city's New Year flag-raising, I was surprised to learn that they also have a New Year welcome event.

We are running an event, but a temporary visitor like me cannot participate.

After repeatedly telling the organizers that I just wanted to participate as a tourist, I was finally allowed to participate. The orientation run was not tiring. In the cold wind, my nasal cavity quickly lost consciousness, and then my whole body started to sweat. I finished the run.

Finally, I returned to the hotel. I couldn't feel anything in my nose and throat in the severe cold, but when I entered the warm room, I started to feel uncomfortable.

However, this cold and dry air is very refreshing. I started to book a flight and planned to return to Kashgar. Now there is no need to stay here anymore.

Ticket sales have been stopped for the past few days.

The weather forecast said that the blizzard would continue for several more days, the airport could not meet the conditions for takeoff and landing, and all inbound and outbound flights were cancelled. I didn't really care about whether I could leave, but I was a little anxious. I was ready to start a new life.

preparation, but was trapped in this small town in a long and narrow valley.

So I started to inquire through various means whether any cars had left. The situation was terrible, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, the roads were closed, and all passenger vehicles were stopped.

Braving the snow at noon, I ate in a restaurant next to the hotel. I saw a few people who looked like tourists. I said hello and asked, and found out that they were really tourists. They were a loose convoy, about seven or eight cars, and they were also driven by tourists.

They were trapped by snowfall. In order not to delay their trip, they planned to leave the city.

"There are two roads to get out of the city. The one we originally planned to take is 217 to 216. There is a mountain road, which is also the road to the airport. We walked there once in the morning and were blocked. The other is the road to Tangba Lake, which is easier to walk.

It shouldn't stop us, but the direction is not what we planned. We just had a small meeting and decided to go out first and then take a detour."

In response to my request for a ride, they decided to take me for a while. They would go to Burqin later, but I could get off the bus in Beitun and figure out a solution on my own.

This walk was really difficult. There were several places where there were snow walls built by the wind and snow, which were more than two meters deep and dozens of meters long. Fortunately, there was no need to dig manually. The team hired a forklift to open the road.

While digging out the road in the snow, we kept exploring the direction of the road under the snow. The snow wall was a bit high, so everyone ignored their worries and took photos and videos.

Compared with the danger, this rare situation makes everyone more excited. This is a strange psychology. After more than two hours of hard trekking, we passed this deep snow road. When the forklift went back, we turned around to look

This section of the road is only about one or two kilometers.

After passing the most difficult section of the road, although the convoy moved slowly, it was not trapped again. As the altitude decreased, the wind and snow gradually became lighter, and finally it was only cloudy, and the road was no longer crusted with ice and snow. After dark

Not long after, the entire convoy arrived at Beitun without any danger.

It felt even colder in Beitun and there was no snow. I thanked a few people in the car and found a hotel that looked pretty good to stay in.

I liked the warm room so much that I was a little reluctant to go out to eat, but looking at this small town with dim street lights, I decided not to starve myself. I can order food on my mobile phone, but I want to experience this small town even more.

Not long after we walked, the soles of our shoes were already frozen and hard. There was a thick cotton curtain hanging at the door of the restaurant, and the air leakage areas were covered with thick frost. After eating and drinking, I bought some food in a small shop nearby.

, I went back to the hotel and went to sleep. I was disobedient and didn’t sleep all night last night.

When I woke up, the sun was already shining brightly. Seeing that I wasted time, I hurriedly packed up my things and went to the bus station to take the bus to Karamay. The 400-kilometer journey was considered a relatively comfortable way to go, but in fact there was nothing good about it.

The option is to go further to Urumqi. The morning bus has already left, and the evening bus has to travel all night.

When I arrived in Karamay, I took a line bus to Kuitun. I caught up with a train, but the furthest I could take was Turpan. I had no choice but to go around the Tianshan Mountains. I didn’t choose to get off in Urumqi, I thought.

Based on previous experience, it is cheaper to fly from Turpan to Kashgar.

We arrived in Turpan at two o'clock at night, which was not cold. Daheyan Station was far away from the city, and it was also fifty kilometers away from Turpan Airport. It was almost four o'clock when we took a taxi to the city.

I miscalculated. I should have checked air tickets or other transportation options first. I originally thought I could find a place to sleep for a while, but I couldn't sleep if I had to catch an early morning flight.

The air ticket from Kashgar to Turpan used to be very cheap. I stood on the streets of Turpan in the middle of the night and checked the air tickets. There are no direct flights in winter. All flights have to go further and are not cheap. If I had known that I would not have come out at the train station just now.

, take the train directly back to Kashgar.
Chapter completed!