I do not know that hidden in an ancient sea level, and did not know there is a sandy beach is also hidden inside. National Day approaching, although in the network "Insider," where all apparent seriousness, recommends that Web surfers where to go, how to spend holidays, but in no way a little about their fixed ideas. We finally decided to leave two days before the beginning of a person to visit the mountains of northern Guangdong yaozhai In any case, such short-term travel does not require any plans and arrangements; Just then the phone has received a friend about I went to Guangdong Ping sea. "There's what?" I asked. "There my relatives, as well as the sea, beach, and the only sea turtle farm."
Enough. There are so many things that only that is not well known, and such a place is the world's most populous country in the popular holiday when I need. So I put in the original luggage a bathing suit, departure.
To see the sea when the sun has shifted westward. The beach is not wide, and very long, long, in fact, it has been connected to the Daya Bay beach. The golden sunset in late autumn, we are in the almost empty mile swim; shore, there is no rows of "resort" type of architecture, a blossoming no parachutes, no one one of the stalls selling tourist souvenirs. The trees stretch in the sun, the grass swaying in the wind, distant mountains filled with autumn colors, ox in the twilight return from the present school of wilderness scenery. Sunset is often brilliant but short-lived, sat stranded on the shore of the ship bow, smell of wood flavor and smell of the sea, I used a friend seven times the telescope, to hold every second of the sunset over the hill. In the narrow lens, the sight of huge blood-red sun slowly to fall, the first time I discovered that "red" is the kind of breathtaking beauty and intake, so the sweet elegance. Why is "setting sun" mean? It is short, but perfect. In the lens of that moment, I moved the heart to fall into the sun go.
"Relatives" house, the street leading to the sea. Sitting in front of the house under a tree enjoying the breeze, occasionally a car or a motorcycle passed by the people carried off to the beach, without stirring up any dust. The afternoon breeze through the mountain Yakou wind was blowing. The sea on my right hand side, across the mountain can not see, but smell breath; in my left-hand side, is flat sea ancient, old people say that we have seen the gates are Wuliubainian old, and was recalled to the first Ming in the Bit-year period.
What is history? When history becomes the immediate tangible things, I can not help for that ancient and simple structure of the gates of the connotation of cohesion and a long time your breath. Is our own discovery of this ancient city, and was just want to go to town to eat breakfast, casually well-preserved under the banyan trees to see the old city gates, is not tall, but can imagine that in those days is how to shield a city of people, it can take come from a steadfast sense of security more or less remained in the minds of today's population, right? Going up the stairs, incense is prosperous, respectfully invited a safety charms. And the elderly chatted days. Said the former East Gate and West Gate, South Gate and North Gate to Hu Wang, "troop movements convey a message is very convenient"; from the opposite hill looking down side was that the city is like the clock. Later, a lot of houses to re-build, three or four layers of the house already higher than the gate itself, the road has become less structured, they can no longer head of the boundless. Within the ancient city was a cross-shaped 2 Main Street, modern cars can not enter the ancient city gates. However, small enough to the city, and from south to north, from east to west, has completed five minutes. I stood looking past the East Gate, before the plastic Punta tuck shops and seized a number of wires criss-crossing the line of sight.
The new building was built a lot of power with the tap water with the town where pop music has started a new rich by smuggling, and customs can be retained, whether it is the door couplets pray, to exorcise stuff, Yan Xia's Oil-Paper lanterns, hut an endless supply of water wells, or women with a black silk shirt and trousers ... ... in a corner of a quiet, ancient way of life moving forward to its centuries of footsteps. One door inside, it might have hidden in an old family from the story, the sun shot down from the patio, according to the stripping of women who oysters. "Early in the morning up, go to the beach picked up." "Is sold or your own food?" "Naqu Mai, and then pick up again stripping, selling a few dollars a pound ... 10 ..." side of the knife skilfully copied from one side Touyebutai to spoke.
And our chat with the elderly have been into the native Hong Kong, then smuggled by boat to go. Here is only 58 sea miles from Hong Kong, the boat for over an hour to go to. I asked him not to come back before the National Day, he said that in fact everybody comes back for months, over the years so, morning tea to eat seafood and cheap home, friends and great, come sit safely get rid of, "never mind more, and laughed."
Sitting under the thick red-brick gate looking at the passers-by as we chatted for a long time to come here, busy seems that I have learned to slow down, is ah, life is already here and happy, I was impatient rush anything it?
"Relatives" It seems this piece of land for their own home than this piece of the sea near the city's tourism industry developed and ashamed, "some time ago the boss came here to visit Hong Kong, it is estimated will soon engage in a seaside resort. After the conditions will be much better for you to come the. "Actually, I want to tell him that I have seen the true level of the most beautiful bay. Bustling resort up until the time of engaging in, even if I come back, if he is willing, I will be living in his house side of the road.
Home trying hard to learn geography, in that the ants covered with colored lines and text in Chinese map of the southern end, facing the vast South China Sea, Daya Bay and Red Bay in the land between the prominent corner of a sharp, small small I could not have been finally found this word: flat sea.
Author: illa
