here in the desert. The government is too irresponsible. They are not even bother to save the workers.”
“You are definitely much smarter and observant than I have thought,” said the tour guide with
a smiling face. It seemed that he was satisfied with my answer.
“But why does the government replant all the trees here to form a green area?” I asked.
“It is used to cover up the poor side of the desert which is resettling the villages.”
“Why...why do they do that?”
“It should be ‘us’,” said the tour guide.
“‘Us’? You...you are from the government?” I was shocked.
“I thought you have notice that. I remember telling you...”
Before he finished his sentence, I shouted,” Why do you do that?”
“To blind you, my dear photographer,” shouted the tour guide with an evil face.
“And it is time for you to rest, my friend.”
Hehit me with a metal stick and my vision went blurred.
The next thing I knew was that I was sent to a hospital in my own country. I lost my camera
and needless to say, I could not hand in my editorial corner draft the the newspaper company on
time. Luckily, I was not fired. Finally, the story of the Gobi Desert and the dark side of the country
are still unknown to the outside world. Still, there is not much information about that place in the
internet. The story and photos about the Gobi Desert are for others travellers in the future to tell.
