The enchanting "paradise on earth" through the lens of Vietnamese tourists

tan cuong (15).jpg — Long roads, white clouds, reed forests, sacred lakes, and snowy mountains are images that can be seen anywhere in Xinjiang.

Xinjiang, officially the Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region, is a vast region in China, famous for its majestic landscapes, vibrant colors, and diverse cultures of many ethnic groups.

This land is over 1.6 million square kilometers wide, accounting for about 1/6 of China's area. It is difficult to travel all of Xinjiang in one trip, but just setting foot here once is enough to make you remember it forever.

Perhaps, you will not find any information that is a guide to Xinjiang here, but who knows, each emotional line or recorded photo can inspire those who love to travel and want to explore the corners of the sea and horizon in their own ways that their hearts call.

Xinjiang is beautiful in its majestic natural scenery, in the unexpected changes in scenery during the journey, and in the unique, blended cultures of the Uyghur, Han, Hui, and Mongol ethnic groups...

Xinjiang is a land of thousands of colors that even the most talented painters cannot paint, and the most modern cameras cannot capture its wonderful splendor. There, there is the azure of the distant horizon, the brilliant yellow of leaves, the pure white of snow-capped mountains, the green of pine forests, the reddish brown of deserts and volcanoes, the faint smoke like mist hidden in wooden houses covered in the color of time, and countless other colors that appear before the eyes one after another.

door frame.jpg — A picture taken through a car window

This vast land leaves you with no choice but to travel hundreds of kilometers every day to reach the stops along the way. And it must be said that Xinjiang is a place where even “looking out the window” brings endless excitement.

There are endless fields of reeds, bright red chili fields, pure white cotton fields, golden melon fields...

Herds of sheep, horses, goats, camels and cowboys riding horses, or sometimes riding large motorbikes, which you would only see in movies about remote nomadic lands. Winding roads with wooden fences, jade streams flowing in your ears, endless roads that connect the earth and the sky.

It is a long road with floating clouds, pristine snow, towering mountains and tens of thousands of giant pinwheels proudly flying in the wind. It is a moment when time stops, to listen to the gentle wind, the joyful sound of water, and to be amazed by the fragile poplar leaves shining yellow in the sunlight, leaving the branches, spinning in the air and then quietly letting themselves fall into the water.

There are times when I am not bothered by anything, just standing still in the wind, watching the sun rise behind the pure white snow, when the cold mist floats on the water, and the distant horizon glows with a brilliant color. There are times when I wander along the wooden steps covered in snow, in the middle of the endless green pine forest, dotted with white colors left over from the snowstorm a few nights ago.

Those were the moments of excitement before the red and yellow colors of Hoa Diem Son, leaving my footprints in the soil, sand and sun and wind of the land on the Silk Road.

That land, takes snow and rain as its wonder, takes storms and tempests as its challenge, and takes the footsteps wandering in harmony on the distant road as its daily joy. Xinjiang has everything for the strong but also gentle and romantic hearts, for the souls who want to explore and learn not only about nature, but also about a unique cultural treasure.

I came and left in just 15 days, too short a time to fully understand Xinjiang, but still enough to witness and record in my heart unforgettable things about this vast land.