To sleep woke up the car just docked at the Mountain Station. I have turned itself inside out, lie on the upper berth, through the dim light of the window toward the window to see vast tracts of snow, thick snow on the interlacing of the tracks. In this piece of pure white, the train entering Xi'an.

Instilling ear too is the history of ancient terracotta warriors and horses big Wild Goose Pagoda, Xi'an almost no room for my imagination, I would not hesitate to identify where the brick wall in Xi'an will precipitate a long history, just like the building where must be left with the majesty of Imperial City, there is a long story of a bear street names, alleys, window lattices, and long period of Shaanxi opera.

A station, refused to take a rapid drift to the face, Fukai snow on the eyes wide open with the line of sight measuring Xi'an, Xi'an, an ancient, but perhaps because of the snow covering all the classical and modern, Xi'an, at the moment there is no characteristics. Then came the West Line east line surrounded by day-trippers businessperson is Xian gave me the first impression, it reminded me of that one is a tourist city. I am careful to deal with their solicitation, thinking in recent years, the local newspaper and TV exposure of the travel chaos order, vigilance of their bid in the trap, a number of popular legend here triad repeatedly remind himself to keep smiling, good words Good words to politely declined. So carefully dismissed them, fled into the taxi, straight kill hotel. Settle down, they immediately rushed to washed out.

Because it is New Year 2, and many shops still closed the door, and because of this snow on the road are not many pedestrians. Of vehicles on the road in the snow slowly moving forward, the world is particularly quiet. Snow in the lively and quiet fly the New Year is also only from a few red lanterns on display a little atmosphere. Up to the bell tower, where this can clearly see the whole Imperial Xi'an The square-shaped symmetrical shape, but in this snow weather, you can see not far away. I tried to look to the depths of the snow that attempt to both sides of the building from the street, the walls can still be seen from a distance the shadow of the years found traces of 1:00. Although the streets are lined with tall launched into the eaves, but the modern commercial buildings on both sides of the street names are clearly told me the city's modern pace, told me this is no different from the capital city.

Big Wild Goose Pagoda under the gray sky, all too familiar figure in her photo at the moment to see, but some woodenly not admired, without moving. In the din of the crowd, took a few photos and left. Small Wild Goose Pagoda Big Wild Goose Pagoda little more than some old, some yellow tower in the evening where the beauty of some incomplete, slightly sad. To the ancient city wall of Xi'an, this should be filled with history, filled with the vicissitudes of life filled with lonely walls, and now it is written on the repair of a superior new and modern city. I walk around the walls of a large circle in an attempt to find a bit damaged, a bit lost, a bit meditate nostalgia, a bit sense of loss tears. Under the four walls looked brand new dock with the minibus cars, I stopped in her tracks.

The next day, Figure convenient day trip by the east line of the car went Lintong. Coverage in high-tech building materials Qionglu covered up under thousands of years ago before being buried with the Emperor now, so what's mighty solemn, and that to guard the imperial tombs for thousands of years before rows of terracotta warriors and horses helplessly as a large gym exhibitions of sculpture. Looked at due to improper excavation of the remains of broken defective, watching the Warriors due to light and flash over the vague outline. Impressed me is their air of military figurines, then the calm and peaceful, then the satisfaction, so I had no doubt that these earth's body the next few thousand years ago really all have hot-blooded soul. In the break out of the flash, they are still smiling with the kind of guard the First Emperor's tomb. I quietly raised the camera to join the ranks of visitors, press the shutter the camera moved. Maybe a few years here and were left only a pile of loess, tree cloud Terra Cotta Warriors site license.

In these "mature" tourist "attractions", Lintong museum a terracotta warriors and horses, taking pictures 10 yuan / person, in other indoor attractions such and such a background of antique camera placed a few dollars / time. A few spots to play down the tour guides only targeted the money received, not even a commemorative tickets are not issued. Tour guide introduces local specialties along the way, what what is jade, so-gold, straight right in saying that the masses of passengers gearing up for the "spots" only lightly zone too. Arranged 6,7 months attractions, truly to see only Emperor Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum, Terra Cotta Warriors and Huaqing Pool, a lot of time is wasted on pointless imitations, etc. above the guide indifference to disregard the feelings of visitors, drive a rush from the side that edge. Each left an attraction, each leaving a tourist shop, tour guides will be heart face a number of laugh lines.

Return on the road, once again through the new ancient wall, tour guides, not without pride said the provincial government will spend two years of treatment moat, next time and if you Xi'an, you can take the cruise tour moat, in the run on the walls of the carriage.

Maybe I was too brief stay in Xi'an, perhaps a city like I do not to come to appreciate the astonishing glimpse, perhaps forever keep the tourism industry and cultural conflict, and perhaps hear things that look too familiar to not be able to have any real sense of , perhaps a city can retain traces of this time will only see the deep depths of the face openings of the city's rickshaw taken moments, Full House at the College on the street covered with large and small brush in their stores, in the deep dark alley Office Shop selling New Year Pictures.

I do not have Mi Dao Xian I had in mind, there is no Midao old, no Midao the years and the vicissitudes of life springs from.
By: GiGi