I cannot let go of the May Day holiday, I am going to Wuhai.

Last May Day, I went to Wuhai to shoot the hanging sun of the statue of Genghis Khan as planned, but unfortunately it failed. At that time, I was not proficient enough in using the software for the planned shooting, and I was unable to accurately calculate the angle and time in the early stage. I hurriedly adjusted it on site and eventually found the wrong position. Even if I stayed in place before dawn, I could not frame the sunrise with the statue of Genghis Khan on the top of Mount Gander. That tall bronze figure, with only a blurry outline in the dim morning light, became the deepest regret in my heart last year. With the experience of last year's failure, I have practiced software operation repeatedly in advance this year, accurately measuring parameters. It is impossible for me to fail again. I secretly hope that my fingertips have already touched the camera and debugged the parameters repeatedly.

I drove nearly 800 kilometers, the wheels rolling over the scenery along the way, from the hustle and bustle of the city into the vastness of the desert, and in a flash, I arrived at Wuhai. The familiar wind carries the light fragrance of jujube flowers, and the familiar Wuhai Lake shines with sparkling waves, complementing the distant Ulan Buh and desert. There is also the statue of Genghis Khan standing on the main peak of Gander Mountain, which still looks majestic and majestic from afar, facing northwest and overlooking this land where sand and water depend on each other.

I found last year's parking spot with familiarity, where I could perfectly frame the statue, lake surface, and skyline into the lens. It was the perfect angle I found through repeated exploration last year. The wind gently brushed against my hair, carrying the coolness of the desert and the warmth of the lake water. I set up my camera and locked my gaze tightly onto the distant horizon, patiently waiting for the beam of light carrying my hopes.

The east gradually turned pale, shedding the chill of dawn, and the morning light transformed into a gentle golden glow, gradually approaching the statue. I held my breath, afraid of missing every moment. Finally, the sunrise slowly rose, and a golden waterfall poured down, outlining the outline of the statue even more clearly. The bronze armor shimmered in the morning light, complementing the reflection of Wuhai Lake. The sand sea, blue waves, statue, and sunrise formed a magnificent and gentle painting.

Last year's regrets were finally resolved on this year's May Day. All the waiting and preparation were for the stunning moment. The wind of Wuhai remembers my expectations, and the statue witnesses my persistence. This 800 kilometer journey has lived up to time and love, and has taught me that all regrets are for a better reunion.