I like the feeling of adventure. Then in the third year at university one night, I started his first "adventure" (actually a bit exaggerated).
Chuaizhuo only 300 yuan pocket money, I would set foot on the passenger to go to Nanjing. Midnight the next day, I finally arrived with sleepy eyes to deceive the ancient capital of Nanjing pus. At this point the streets empty signs of human habitation, I am afraid being diverted to unscrupulous business practices and also in order to save Sichuan capital, simply in the waiting room down a foot. In October the weather is not hot, but a great temperature difference between day and at night, especially in Nanjing. I wrapped in thin clothes, arms holding his miserable baggage, lying on the seat and half-asleep and degree of "risk" the first night.
Early next morning, I am armed with a map of it went straight to the residence of the students in Nanjing. So I have to eat too much after the meal the students had a good but not good in the afternoon, as I slip roller falls when his arm. Even worse, my classmates and I have no time to go out to play, but it gave me a Tao person the opportunity to walk everywhere.
Nanjing, where the city really a lot of playable! Even though my arm hurt, but I was full of spirits of the straight Mausoleum. Where I begin to appreciate a lot of local products (unfortunately mostly parallel imports), and then toured the Mausoleum, Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum and other attractions. According to the plan, I have to go the next step should be the Xuanwu Lake. However, marked on the map buses actually does not exist. Zhe Xiake the harm done to me! Because money is limited, the only way is to use "11" was a bike. So in this hot afternoon, I went to do a full three hours, finally reached its destination. Fortunately, along the way, I visited the general public is difficult to see some of the famous cemetery, including Liao Zhongkai and his wife's grave.
I do not know why, I suddenly liked the feeling of hiking. Xuanwu Lake is modeled on the construction of West Lake in Hangzhou, and thus very large. For a comprehensive glimpse of her style, I wound not hesitate to sacrifice their own interests of the arms and soles of the feet, and went over an hour. Xuanwu Lake at this time very few tourists, made me feel all the more her tranquility and beautiful.
Nanjing Confucius Temple is a tour of the place must not be missed. There really is a good place, there are so many gadgets and the color, flavor and a good snacks. But for me it is much easier to see than pocket. Eat the treat, and delicious food, I again set foot on a train bound for Suzhou.
When the train carrying my arrival in Suzhou, it is early morning around 3:00, this time I Gujizhongyan, "stay" in the booking hall. The difference is that there can be no seats, how can I do? I can only sit on the floor to enjoy a good marble cooling performance (experimental results show that excellent performance). Fortunately, when accompanied by other fellow human, but their treatment of comparable high I can fully experience the feeling of lying in a newspaper. I can only stand and watch them sleep, a newspaper under the front of their body hair with green eyes. After an uncomfortable dawn, I started strong in Suzhou, the name of the spirit of this "Xiaojiabiyu" like wandering Jiangnan Water Village. Humble Administrator's Garden, semi-famous garden park is really well-deserved reputation. Next Tiger Hill to go, and could then straight ticket made me swallow saliva. At this juncture, suddenly my eyes lit up, ah! That's not my roommate do? It turns out her boyfriend is also a play together in Suzhou. Actually a coincidence that they encounter here is indeed God have mercy on me! To enjoy their hospitality, we have together entered the Tiger Hill. There used to be the stealth of the Qing Dynasty courtesan Dong Xiaowan office. In Nazuo somewhat tilted Huqiu Tower ago, I left the tour with only photos. But the most so I can not forget or Huqiu foreign "water bridges" Jiangnan beauty. My heart can not help feeling that this is what I dream of the rivers and lakes! Although tired, I swim Zennai Hing big time, they think there is so much fun around the place, how willing to quit, so playing straight Hangzhou backpack.
Hangzhou is a place I have always dreamed of, thinking Canoe Pan Lake, the feeling of traditional Chinese ink brush really intoxicated (poetry Daihatsu!). More attractive is that, where have my big savior - my brother! I could slaughter him a good return (Qiexi! Hee hee!) Surprisingly, anxious not to drink hot rice soup, this would like to transfer to the evening arrival in Shanghai, Hangzhou may happens in Shanghai, a shell card. As it was National Day Eve, the people of Shanghai Xing Yu Zheng-wang, where I was their rivals. Already in the train station a few hours, and now hard on its own feet too long row that the team ticket. Finally my turn, but can only buy tickets early morning 3:00. I have also had first call informed me that Costa Rica may be nobody answered the phone apart, Wang Dan. I was scared a Rehan (packed too hot)! ! Because my pockets, only poor Baba's 100, if can not find him, I may suffer a! ! ! But the eyes Gulu a turn, I count to body center for their own Looking back on a route of retreat.
Once again, the Shanghai Railway Station became my nest (I really have no strength to see the night view of Shanghai). Three minutes, then I squeeze onto the train, drowsily went to Hangzhou. The first thing the next train is to call. At this time, I like waiting for the same lottery carefully listening to the voice of Wang Dan's light. Tel Wang Dan's light has finally sounded the standard bass (somehow apply on flights of fancy). I have an excitement forgot to tell him that I Road in Hangzhou, endless talk of something else he was only asked a questioning awake. The next course, I raced all the way trot (in fact, the taxis and running) to arrive there savior. After fond "Zuiwo battlefield," but the atmosphere does not seem Duijin. Hey! How it was put smoke? Wow, well, the original me. So many days of smelly feet can be said today, avenged, my smoked a half to death!, However, ha ha, I did not put the Sleepy Lai, immediately defeated the smelly feet teeth into my dreams and loving America. Really tragic is that my brother, hee hee!
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Author: gyglad
