1乔书怡走出敦煌山庄,已经是中午了。五月初的敦煌,街上游客稀少,乔书怡望着远处的沙漠,想象着这里曾经的萧萧瘦马,幽怨的羌笛,不禁有种沧海桑田的感觉。她走在寂静的大街上,不经意低头,发现人行道的地砖上,刻着和敦煌有关的古诗词:“黄河远上白云间,一片孤城万仞山。羌笛何须 1 Joe Shum out of Dunhuang Villa, it is noon. In early May, Dunhuang, there were few tourists on the streets. Qiao Shiyi looked at the desert in the distance and imagined the shabby and plump horse here once, and the feeling that there was a sea of ​​mourning. She walked in the silent street, casual bow, found the sidewalk tiles, carved with the Dunhuang related ancient poems: ”