Lijiang. Lijiang Lijiang, the old name for Yeosu. Don was previously Youshi and beam's territory, Song to Ming the initial construction of Lijiang City. Ming toast A A A column joining the center dynasty emperor monming plus Cixing "Wood." For "wood" plus "mouth" as a "storm", so Lijiang has been the only city without walls.
Lijiang is like? Others that it is "Frontier Jiangnan", is warm and soft place, is the last of the Pure Land ... ... is everything. But let me finally decided to use my holiday quarter are not so well stay there because it is in our departure the night before when I see a section of text, it is the Russians had to leave Lijiang Gu Peter 9 some years later wrote: "If the idea of leaving Lijiang for me is intolerable. In my turbulent life, there is no place in any viewing this as quiet as in Lijiang, a happy life, for me, that is a paradise. "
1
When you go to Lijiang is a late one evening in September. Miao vomit in the car all the things that light, lifeless places to sleep. I saw a set of blood in the car, killings, trembling, and of the typical American film, discomfort, the need for a quiet-earth comfort. Although there has been less willing to let my imagination on the Lijiang hoop, but is still looking forward to getting the Pan-Man, because the car window and the moonlight is like bringing a crystal of a few days is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and northwest Yunnan moonlight always so vast Wang limitless ocean cliff, you can people live in the memory to retain nine decades, I am not looking forward to Lijiang, such as the night the moon can be as fresh, but if it had to be a flood of tourists were lured into a a lifeless studio, so that they can freely exchange all kinds of backgrounds which take pictures, then I would prefer to see its eaves edge Shuaicao wall, mottled. I would rather see it grow old, as long as the stream of the clutch between the memories of some children like trance,
Such as the speed gradually slow, the moon retreated to a fine modern buildings, the immediate continuous is a brilliant hotel, commercial buildings. House is not high, but sparkling glass door you can see the marble lobby of auxiliary on the ceiling light and shadow DiCui upstream gold. I suddenly a kind of great surprise, it naturally does not like a vulgar tourist spots, Miao has been awake, open-mouthed look at the vehicle back of the building, Jun is also a little bit behind the clamor up, worried that not enough money, we certainly do not live in so gorgeous from the hotel.
Out of the car, we looked for inter-hostel, the price unexpectedly fair, facilities and clean. If the West means that magnificent and arduous trip, that for the hard, Lijiang is the alternative.
However, I did start to worry about that Lijiang Gu Peter has been away from us.
Two
Cross-sectional area is located in Lishui of ancient mountains, the site is the west eastward export of Tea-Horse Road is a must, or a place southwest of distribution the ministries of trade, Nanzhao perennial peep the Tubo two powerful enemies in the side, but the war, Lijiang plunder seems to be beyond the memory of the most distant shadow. That remote corner of northwest Yunnan, in the fall of the world crystal with golden swaying sunflowers and Dahlia, the forest playing a number of red, yellow, egg white and bright like oily water flows through the willows Zheng Cong reluctant to part of the Naxi people in front of, the horizon of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain clear mission can be identified and, of course, there is constant change in northwest Yunnan ancient sunlight filtering through the trees is very silky. Naxi Ren Xian Shi as a loyalist from the Fuzao really far away from the clouds really close.
Naxi Ren born poet pure temperament. Naxi circulating one called "Lu Lu spot spot," the tragedy of poem, chant is a pair of love die young. Because poetry is extremely attractive, so pick the dead of night, when the total Dongba concert, also knocking percussion is unusually close, an attempt to cover up their voices, but young people always came Hold down the wooden club, with rapt attention listening to, and which can not be a long time immersion to extricate themselves. Naxi men and women have prepared for the sentimentalism sentimentalism, the Yulong Snow Mountain in the foot Yunshan Ping, where there are forests and flowers, you can see snow-capped mountains gentle attention. Said the South American Inca religions have a god in charge of suicide, it seems that the Incas to allow the ultimate expression of idealism. The Naxi Ren, then give this the ultimate real sympathy and blessings. I like the tolerant and do not agree with that from a philosophical level of tolerance, it should only be out of a poetic life Quan Zhu.
In fact, even the Naxi toast, but also a poet. Old Town of Lijiang, in his mind an idealized precisely under way. Old Town of Lijiang, also known as Dayan Town, is a central high-and low roof tiles inscribed quadrilateral shape, the highest office is located square, the villagers circling door, squares Office radial distribution of the hundreds of open channel and culverts; springs attracted people from the Black Dragon Pool, (Black Dragon Pool is China's most beautiful parks, because of its clear water can be seen at the end of the water there is fish, it is quiet time as a leaf's shadow, Shuer beaten ripples, Gone with the Wind graceful passing away, such as the memories will never reproduce) so It is down the drains in the streets for every one, each family in front of meandering wandering, Zheng Cong response. Take the edge of the nullah wooden bridge, planting willows, building exquisite small home, you can raise heart cheer; culverts can collect water. Every evening the market dissipated, Square Street Plaza, blocked on the lock side of the springs diffuse on the streets, Longitudinal washed down, and then shun culverts into the river outside the city. People in the city in large research only once a day to avoid haste and women or high-or low-lying cry with, says that children, children are sharp screaming, dragging shoes left ankle when the water swept the elderly sitting under the eaves, Xia Zhao plum wine, watching the day's toil was washed leaving only the spring grain to remain in a broken stone streaky at the potholes. Wood's toast from generation to generation immersed in such a poetic life, a day to see Shuiguang Yimen disillusionment, cloud snow elegant, read their "clouds drifting past the light ink."
Three
We spent a day in Lijiang, and then traveled to the middle of the last remains back to Lijiang. For me, it is certainly not that far away paradise -----; not a dream that was too Sentimental ----- rivers and lakes. Dayan City is kind of a quiet: no matter how flying Fuzao the soul before it can be in the habitat down. So we returned the residence in the new city and moved to the ancient city of a small Inn habitats down.
We live in a small Inn called "Old Town Inn." Is actually quite common in the ancient city of residence, the owner of the West wing to come out for the tourists staying. Room clean and tidy, outside the room Yanxia carved at your fingertips, on the winding corridors of the old wooden fence because of their age, long shiny can learn a lesson can be supported above the elbow, Qu Zhe looks across the hollow windows set off to spend the proposed projects; House Under the small yard, there is melancholy in Begonia and Rose, in the screen wall on the brandish a clear shadow.
I remember the morning I woke up alone, took the camera slip out. At the door of the tree, you can see Zheng Cong Shui springs out from the corner over there. In addition to these Mimeng cool with fog, not to mention plastic waste, that is, even some dead leaves are not. Watched it glide past the tree hit a spin, turn lane, twisting angle of the wall, still lost in the morning mist in the. Dayan Town has not yet awake, the whole cage in the TANSEI in the daylight. In the alley there are doors Qingqi deep voice, the occasional aside the number of silence. Corner, waterside everywhere in full bloom red, white Begonia, Northwest Yunnan flower is very delicate, it seems that the wind can be grazed in the flap on the trace.
Lijiang is always of leisure: Whether city or the Metro, your labors hard to see traces of a hurry, hurry hard to see people who come here will find themselves shoulder become loose, slow pace, breath becomes soft, vision becomes moderate, and will find out that they would like in a simple day. Dayan is home to a number of perennial search for the city, who travel around the country, get tired, they came back rest, selling crafts to make money, the money is enough walk, tired and came back. Lijiang has the world because the best things: There is the world's best to eat plain porridge, it is best to eat Qi Guoji, the best vegetables to eat Acacia, but for us the same old man sitting on a table, the Lijiang The best thing is buttered tea ---- He said he flew from Shenzhen to drink this tea on: "do not drink is equal in vain." Of course there is a small pub in the wooden fence to see the best month.
Between the pub where we sat was the location of a window, lightweight roof Xiamu open the windows of the grid. Mid-Autumn Festival before and after the beautiful month in northwest Yunnan: Like chasing light that can illuminate the thoughts of each solo in that corner. The window is one such day, the moon that lights up the big city with low eaves back to Lane Institute deeply shallow shadows. The opposite under the eaves of others lit a lamp, painted orange lap, quiet that even a passing shadow of moths did not; spring outside does garrulous to the sound of weeping willow-lined or thick or short to smudges or bleeding the corner edge of the stone path. Lijiang, as has been repeatedly miss a long time ago - like the face, like facial features, like the pupil of the eye's attention - the more distant, the more beautiful and clear mission. Have that kind of nostalgia, I would it be possible to sleep quietly, and has the power to look forward to tomorrow.
Four
We are after all, is to go home. A large study leaves no photographs of the city, we have come back into the handsome grounds. But still reluctant to part. Move forward, teach you a bit, want to buy some souvenir. There are many wood carving shops in the city, the store apart from the Dongba hung wood totems, sitting on a pile of oil paintings on the Ban Lan is naturally a big city lighting research. We have a shop, chatting up with the owner of chance in his friend's request, come up with a newly completed wood carvings. I never saw anyone so beautiful in the city's woodcut: There is no wonderful composition, that is, tightly arranged loosely Dongba characters, his beauty, lies in Dongba pictograph itself: a kind of assertive Dongba magic, I am self - Small like the kind of thing, there was a period of time to live this kind of thing all day long soak, and if so would have as a poor artist. Later it transpired that the money of the powerful, naturally give up. Make that kind of work I am reminded of all my unrealistic ideals. Lijiang is one such, and make you remember everything, including your definition of the most beautiful way of life: nature, art, memory and hope.
Our morning walk, Dayan Town is still sunny. Yulong Snow Mountain northwest Yunnan's mountains and parked the cloud, has been touching to the sky. Begonia, as always, show the capacity of a matte finish. Streams, there are few patches of green leaves, in the back at Da Zhaozhuan. Several foreigners, out of legs and feet sitting on a small stream of the open-air teahouses, basking in the sun like gold dust in the diary, desk, curl of hot tea. A beetle from my eyes Weng Weng to fly. This is why we go the morning.
Postscript
Back to the Wu almost a year. Few talk about with people in Lijiang. My memory of it is pure, it is not easy to say it, because I do not know how to say. Only in some ordinary days, such as the balcony in the afternoon received clothing, such as the upper red lights on the sidewalk in the morning, or nothing, only with everyone the purpose of an evening, it suddenly floating in the memory, the clear mission visible, allow me to silently watch and smiles.
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