2017年元宵节后的北京,走在路上后脑勺被太阳照得热乎乎的,城市慢慢从寒冬中恢复了温度。几天前还在约旦中南部的Wadi Rum沙漠,夜里温度低到零下,帐篷里又没有暖气,冷得让人烦躁,冷得让人产生幻觉。第二天早上走出帐篷,四周连个人影都没有,旁边几头野骆驼嚼着沙漠里的荆棘草,瘦得快站不住了。心里想,我怎么到了这么个鬼地方。从首都安曼一路南下,经过一个个小村落,三三两 After the 2017 Lantern Festival in Beijing, the back of the head on the road was warmly lit by the sun, and the city slowly recovered its temperature from the winter. A few days ago, in the desert of Wadi Rum in central south of Jordan, temperatures were as low as minus at night, and there was no heat in the tent. It was so cold and cold that people were hallucinating. The next morning out of the tent, surrounded by a personal shadow are not, next to a few wild camel chewing grass in the desert thistle, thin fast could not stand. I thought, how did I come to such a ghost place. From the capital Amman all the way south, after a small village, three three two