The Colorful Beach in Xinjiang

I arrived at the Colorful Beach in the afternoon. The sun was strong. The land was very dry. The wind blew a lot of dust.

I saw the strange landforms first. They were not mountains. They were tall, wrinkled cliffs in different colors. I saw stripes of red, yellow, green, and brown. The colors came from the rocks and minerals. They looked like a painting made by nature.

I walked on the wooden path. The path went above the colorful ground. I looked down at the shapes. Some rocks looked like animals. Some looked like castles. The wind had carved them for a long, long time.

A river flowed below the cliffs. It was the Irtysh River. The water was a quiet blue. It moved slowly. On one side were the colorful cliffs. On the other side was a green forest. The contrast was very sharp and beautiful.

I waited for the sunset. The sun went down slowly. The light changed. The colors on the cliffs became richer. The red became deeper. The yellow glowed like gold. It was the best time to see this place.

The wind was still blowing. It felt lonely and grand. This place is not like Jiuzhaigou. It is not green and watery. It is dry and rough and colorful in a different way. It shows the power of wind and time.

When the sun was gone, I left. The colors faded into the dark. I was impressed by this strange, beautiful landscape. It was like walking on another planet.