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"Tao Zeru..." She squinted her eyes and made a soft voice, "Uh, are you awake?" He picked up his watch and took a look at it. "Baby, it's still early. It's not even eight o'clock yet. Let's sleep a little longer..." He hugged her Patting gently, "Aren't you going to get up yet?"

"Well, there's a jet lag. The market isn't open yet. Look, it's not bright yet. Let's sleep a little longer." Well, I suddenly remembered that this is Xinjiang. "Okay..." As if he had received an order, he fell asleep.

It was past nine o'clock when I woke up again. I had breakfast directly at the hotel. Xiao Yang made an appointment with the Urumqi Museum. Last time he only went to the Xinjiang Museum.

I quite like museums. Museums in every city are worth visiting, especially in cities with rich cultural heritage like Xinjiang. For example, the great Silk Road, such as those ancient ruins large and small that have long since disappeared, probably can only be witnessed in museums to witness their former glory.

Xiao Yang drove them to the Urumqi Museum. Tao Zeru didn't let him follow him all the time. When he had a schedule, he would tell him in advance. He didn't take up too much of his time, and he didn't let him be the leader. Xiao Yang was bought out these days. But I'm not busy at all, just being a driver. Mainly, Tao Zeru only wanted to take her to explore this ancient civilization.

As soon as he arrived at the Urumqi Museum, Lu Rangwan was stunned by the design of the museum! Is the unique-looking building standing in front of me a museum? She couldn't help but think of those science fiction movies, especially for a serious science fiction fan like her.

Such ultra-modern large-scale buildings belong to Xinjiang, and the country’s love and aesthetics are really not hidden at all! Probably no one can resist the latest sense of technology and modernity here.

"The Urumqi Museum should be the most futuristic design in the country. The autonomous region museum we went to last time was more about the mysterious Western Regions, and we don't know what it is like here. Let's go!" Tao Zeru pulled her towards the entrance.

"Six pavilions are united. I like its design so much. It's really awesome. I envy the old people here. The country is leaning towards this side! It is said that there are only a few pavilions that can be visited." After collecting the certificate, Tao Zeru began to do the homework he had done in advance. transmitted to her.

In Lu Rangwan's memory, the history of Xinjiang is about Huangsha, camel caravans, merchant travel, grapes, Zhang Qian... The design of the museum gave her a huge impact, and you can use the word subversive. Indeed, as Tao Zeru said, it is full of futuristic feeling, as if you are in a science fiction movie.

I am not sure whether I have stepped into the so-called time and space tunnel, but everything I see and feel is breathtaking.

I still remember the first sentence of the museum’s preface: “Thousands of Miles of Silk Road, Thousands of Thousand Years of Past!”

After coming out, Tao Zeru bought two cups of coffee from the coffee cart and ordered some food. He and Lu Rangwan began to sort out their impressions. This was their unique hobby, just like reviewing after class, and in doing so, somehow, Suddenly you are no longer thinking like a tourist, but from the perspective of a curator.

"There are many exhibition halls, and it is a worthwhile trip. The exhibitions in the museum should start from the Western Regions in the Western Zhou Dynasty and continue to record Xinjiang today. The overall historical changes in Xinjiang are the main design line, showing the different Xinjiang characteristics of each dynasty. "He is very good at summarizing, and Lu Rangwan is good at listening.

“This curator should be a very organized person, and his exhibition method is very unique and novel.”

“What I’m thinking of right now are the bronze reliefs in the museum, which are solemn and majestic. I really like the group of sculptures about the trade convoys in the western regions of Xinjiang. It’s the first time I’ve seen them presented in a gray-white state, which is different from most of the wax figures in the museum. The weight of history mentioned in the book is indeed very impactful.”

"Hmm, I feel the same way. Are you used to drinking coffee?"

"It's delicious. I like everything you buy."

There are also some restorations of scenes from the Republic of China period. Maybe the history of science students is really too one-sided, but the completeness of history has been improved here. It can be said that in Lu Rangwan’s world, Xinjiang has never looked like the Republic of China.

Thanks to the great Urumqi Museum.

Tao Zeru took a sip of coffee and began to look through the photos he had taken. "Look here, it is very modern. The holographic projection, silhouette lighting, and scene character models in the museum are top-notch in the country. The last time I was impressed was the digital exhibition hall of Fuchun Mountain Residence." .”

"In recent years, I have been building exhibition halls like this, which really gives people an immersive experience."

"When I was young, I didn't know why my mother always took me to museums. Those old objects meant little to me. The older I got, the more I liked them. Before I met you, my biggest hobby in a new city was probably visiting museums and art galleries."

"After you get to know me, it will still be a museum."

"Then why are we visiting Xinjiang for the second time now? With you by my side, I have countless expectations for the world. These sudden bursts of enthusiasm feel good."

I don't know if he was exaggerating, but Lu Rangwan's heart felt sweet. She knew that to a certain extent, their previous world was indeed not that big. They were just working hard in their respective fields. Some exploration of this world began during this period of time.

Here I would like to talk about the Loulan mummy in particular. I can’t remember whether it is in the Urumqi Museum or the Xinjiang Museum. It is indeed shocking.

Everyone should take pictures of those mysterious Loulan mummies when they come here, and Tao Zeru is no exception. Lu Rangwan's mobile phone is always in Tao Zeru's pocket, and she rarely takes photos. She doesn't like recording.

To a certain extent, she didn't quite understand everyone's psychology of taking photos, especially as the notice board next to her stated that the woman had died due to dystocia and that she still had a fetus in her belly. A large amount of early-stage condensation on her clothes was found under her body. Bloodstains.

After reading it, she was wrapped in countless sadness. It was around the same time as the Xia Dynasty. She had been sleeping for more than three thousand years. What kind of Loulan beauty was she?

3800 years ago she married her beloved and was waiting for the birth of her life but unfortunately died in childbirth. 3800 years later she was dug out of her grave and reappeared in the world, being studied, exhibited and pitied...

Fortunately, unfortunately, even after traveling through thousands of years, she still couldn't escape.

When people look at her, what are they looking at?

Thinking about death? Cherish life? Are you surprised that the climate in Xinjiang has kept corpses from rotting for thousands of years? The mysterious Loulan? Egyptian mummies?

Lu Rangwan looked up at this huge and futuristic building and took a sip of coffee. She didn't know why when she looked at such a modern building, she thought of the mummies lying in the museum.

Death is the most profound philosophy, and she still cannot understand it.

Sitting on the chair, Tao Zeru held his hand. It turned out that life was never vast and fate was difficult to rewrite.

Countless words and movies have created for us the majesty and weight of life. In fact, in the face of real life and death, life is often thin, empty and caught off guard.