Touched the night side, we have entered the Phoenix, Tuojiang feet of water in our next turning of the whine. Overnight Diaojiao Lou, lying to listen to Tuojiang water, this is a very poetic; but how can we stand up to Shen Cong-wen in such a quiet night's call it, we have chosen to live in a house opposite Shen Cong-wen Mei teacher's homes. A kindergarten by the Phoenix into the hostel, inexpensive price, spacious and quiet, clean and comfortable, especially in Xian Zhao Mei teacher kind, gentle smile, there is a wandering away from the back of the home. That night, the quiet sitting on the winding corridors of the bench, watching the dark, not far from the text of House launched into Yan Jiao, seemed to have in their hearts with his quiet exchanges, dialogue; until the Deep Night.

Go to La-Er-Shan go to the market, to conduct a rub elbows with each type of intimate contact, perhaps, more deeply touched the local customs, the real integration of the local Miao people's civil life bar. Also just because the night before to run around to fatigue and excitement stay up late the next day's evening to the Japanese on the success in the time just to catch up with the busy December Fall Mountain Market field. La-Er-Shan, a map is very close to the actual remote mountain town. Small CMB winding mountain road winding ahead with prostrate, climbed over a hill one after another, seeing is to an end, do not want to stretching of the mountain was actually absolutely free period, people will be in the sleepy and the Inter-Mountain View, swinging, fast - to December, when Dole mountain, passing a large stone bridge across between the two mountains, allegedly by a stone bridge built, and useless 1:00 reinforced concrete, surprising his majesty, but also surprised at its wisdom.

Britain bumps toss most of the day, get there, it is already nearly noon of the day. Market driven one after another of the crowd began to flow from all directions, with bandannas and carrying baskets, children and senior citizens, Tuoerdainv, rub elbows with each small village road crowded. We are the small waves as the crowd slowly went forward, the thought that at this small town far from the city can buy some of the dyeing and the like as the Tujia specialty, you will see large crowd dressed in colorful and rustic The national dress of the Tujia people, but only a disappointment, and China, most of the rural fair city of similar transactions are similar to clothing Bumian, similar agricultural products, similar means of subsistence, too much similar, but in fact Think this is just wishful thinking of our emotional fills perhaps That should be their own real life, not for us to prepare the market. I made a year to the northern part of Guangdong yaozhai wrong, why people always go to the zoo's adventures, there is a mentality is this? I am a little sorry for himself. Suddenly, they do not know why, there is another kind of sorrow in the slow movement of heart, I am watching, feeling forward to the real scene, in the history of the industrial age, the erosion of popular culture, who will be able to escape got a modern follow-up of the community? Lost his authentic history of the Tujia, totally into this localization of the largest ethnic group, from food to fashion language of life, what can we look for? We have always interest to walk where walking is just our own shadow.

Walking is just a form, we often want to take this thinking, to rediscover what life's, but sometimes they can only Ganwudao pain and loss, perhaps the pain and loss is also a fun bar.
Back to Phoenix, riding dusk, and we hastily rush to pay homage from a man. Along the edge of the gravel Tuojiang Street, along the way and well-behaved little children, carrying a touch of wild chrysanthemum, bamboo woven leather butterfly selling to us, so we bought a dedicated grandfather from the text, which left the way I Yam From the man during his lifetime may have never thought of the bar. We have made the children's wishes and bought Jichuan butterflies, a few bundles wild chrysanthemum. Phoenix Silk Lingshan achievements from the man, from the man's show of accomplishment Phoenix spiritual writing is people and the earth, and thus rely on each other with, seamless. From the man's tomb in Kikunami hill, Kikunami mountain, stand in Tuojiang beside listening Tuojiang water, we silently down the mountain trails up Pan Zhao, in a small non-steep slope, following the children called stopped us, pointing to the roadside one shaped like a large rockery stone, said to us, that is, from the text of my grandfather's tomb. We are a bit shocked, simple, ordinary, without a shred of modification of polish, and even, there is no tomb monument. If not, then a few lines of pink Bloody's "as I thought, understood me; as I thought, could be recognized" and that we can hardly doubt that we will continue to keep pace and continue to trek to find. Very often, we are looking for another kind of landscape, many of them, or man-made, are only a imagination. From the man's grave is like to be deliberately missing the scenery, let us miss the imagination, suggesting that we can trace back to nature.

Way back, we got on a boat going up river, the distance back to Long House, bathed in the sunset years. The river of the Central crowd of bare buttocks of children, in the unfettered playing in the water, to enjoy their happy childhood. The two sides according to Jiang Diaojiao Lou, Jigen bamboo cylinder sidelong way into the water, this is for Huan Xi, the convenience of water built floor, most of them became the modern concept of Riverview accommodation inn, made films Diaojiao Lou has formed a new one has been watching the scenery. We watch the boat scenery, is not it a small upstairs people are watching us?

Author: zhulianbihe