I remember one writer said, "Travel allows a person not familiar with the local recognize themselves." Really be able to recognize their own I am not sure, but the state of mind when traveling is indeed a unique and individual.
In 2097, when an appointment would have to go with a friend for some reason did not take place Huangshan. I was already got the ticket to Wuhan, so bite the one person Sheung. That was my first trip alone, and later have a second, third. When to Wuhan, but also the temporary change of heart, do not go to Huangshan Mountain, but was diverted to Zhangjiajie. I will start by boat to the Yueyang, Wuhan, arriving the same day visited the Yueyang, Changde the afternoon to go on the ship. Ship by the Dongting Lake, the lake has been severely polluted, reddish yellow, the distance of the reed marshes are also gray, and as I was feeling. At night, fully clothed lying down, listening to the shop next door snoring passenger uniform, bottom of the water sound, the deck was Didi Di Tan Huasheng, I stared hard to sleep, then felt a trace of panic, not knowing what will be in front of what happens, there is regret why should a person come out.
Ship to Changde afternoon's bus ride to the Sangzhi (this is recommended by locals, in the Jiu Tiandong Sangzhi can first swim, then ride directly on Tianzishan, more economical, saving time) four-hour car dealers, at 8 pm point to reach Sangzhi night accommodation station hotels, price 15 yuan a night, of course, very poor. Some people knock on the door before going to bed, who's calling without Answer. After all, did not dare open the door, after Hun Hun sleep.
You Jiutian Dong, listening to tour guides say that the hole that no one knows the original. Hunan bandits year when the couple is a pair of bandits, a haven in the mountains. Later, the bandits captured couples, Cidong also brought into daylight. The nine-story hole there, when it developed a three-layer, we can see how deep a hole.
Tianzishan on the TV landscape as scenery pieces described, rocks abrupt, strange shapes, such as penholder, such as beetles, such as monkeys, such as Valentine's day, thousands of miles meet ... ... weather, visitors flocked to encounter many of the older broad, many of them with the tour, and it has come together. Dongguan had met a few people over their own car from Changsha, and they enthusiastically invited me to dine with them. Also encountered two father and daughter, the father is the fourth to Zhangjiajie, and daughter, worried about, they followed came. The result is both a cane and his daughter has asthma and Shi Shi, the elderly still Jianbu like a champ.
In the Tianzishan stayed one night on the next day down the mountain. 17:00 more to Changsha, Zhangjiajie by the last group of sleeper bus. At night, cars detour mountain on the side of the mountains, on the other side is a steep cliff, what a pity if the driver died in home life, personal and car-givers, to open too fast. Emergency brake on the roadside at night also turned the lights out of order. Get a car with a person with panic scare. I also could not sleep, got out car on the road in the dark a walk for a while. Back to the car, and the woman next to shops on the A slander. She is Qinghai, a person out of business, the taxi companies thousands of miles, she had arrived in Hunan, but also to Guizhou, Sichuan and other places. I Changzhemetai, who first met in Qinghai, naturally with immense interest, listening to talk about her home in Xining from Wenzhou's husband, cute little girl. Has been talking about Changsha, dawn. She was going to Sichuan, I would like to return to Guangzhou, then joined the ticket to the train station. Also find a station, hotel, grooming her to rest, I am a person walking the streets, to Hunan Normal School, paid their respects when they were young Mao Zedong great place to study.
Normal is still in School, the former schools have been destroyed by fire, as is the reconstruction after the liberation of imitation. In the Mao Tse-tung school classroom, I saw marks his old seat, sit to muse for a while, could not find the feeling of the year. Also visited the Mao's bedroom, ordinary desk, bed, mosquito nets, came to his old Kap Shui showers of the well, to see is an ordinary wells. Think, the hair, and ordinary people are no different from fear of the future of his great achievements and many classmates and teachers unimaginable.
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Has finally returned to Guangzhou, one of the battles in Hunan alone through exaggeration to tell a friend to listen, the listener are all stared, I also have seen the trace of envy. So proud to grow again. Journey among the kind of lonely lonely state of mind, panic feelings of fear, as if happened to someone else.
I only had one back when passing through.
Author: xlw111
