When I arrived in the ancient city of Lijiang winds car, a stone paved road YR front of one side is a modern new town, one side is what I been thinking of Lijiang Dayan Old Town.
Into the ancient city of Lijiang, when, feeling has been very trance-like, do not understand how could kick himself into such an ancient and beautiful place. Come to Lijiang before the full knowledge of its Yulong Snow Mountain is a beautiful city and a just, imagine it is mainly snow-capped mountains of the imposing extraordinary, but people did not expect that the ancient city of delicate moving.
Walking in the city clean bright quartzite on the road and would like to Tuo Lexie socks, as if the only way to truly understand this is one step on the way raw is how bright and smooth form; street murmuring flowing stream, like a light wan till the song, all the way to accompany me; to Square Street as the center of each road to the development of shops, Mi Zaza Huang took the dazzling eyes; ubiquitous bars, cafes, and the host through the glass window looking at the idle outside the expression, enough to impress every one had just arrived tourists unknowingly lost himself.
In this city that I have completely forgotten their past, the present only the ancient town has a colorful, there is no trouble, in the Old Town of Lijiang and departure into such a rush of panic when they, and only live where only involuntary relaxed.
In the ancient city, my favorite thing to do is to walk around with excitement, as if their hearts would like to excitedly spread the news. Occasionally sat in the outdoor cafes to eat, but also anxious to point one times the thick recipes.
The next few days I have went to the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, Tiger Leaping Gorge and other scenic spots, but the trip a few days, I have always been a bit lethargic day, eat dinner, a people always love to stay in the ancient city, the city has always let me distraught, there is a love on the Old Town of Lijiang, and the feeling, always worried about people. Ever since every day I stroll in the ancient city of Lijiang Ancient Street bridge, watching the water go through other people, looked far from the snow-capped mountains, the excitement, the heart rate, so beyond our control.
In the morning and evening, especially in the morning, the ancient city of static secretion was almost deserted. In such hours to walk around inside the ancient city is the savor the true features of the ancient city. Morning I slowly Duo in the ancient city alley in the quiet city only a few people slowly Xixi, lights dim to lit, stone path reflector with a weak light, dreamlike. Almost all the shops have not opened the door, rows of Liuhe the door shut, they seem to shut one by one the old legends, so that you can imagine, all of the bridges are also silently staring at the water, any body of water gurgling from a flowing . Water is a bright, bright daylight in micro-mapping, the even more gentle. But it was also clear in singing a song Shouchang of thousands of years. The evening I walked every street in the old city, because light rain later, at the foot of the quartzite pavement is damp, ancient stone path stone path different from the general, polished stone surface with colorful patterns, it is made a kind of local called "streaky stone" paved with natural stone, and Clear and bright and clean, especially in the rain has become more smooth and shining. In the afterglow of dawn or sunset, the city slowly away from the past into the future, as if to say "But towards the grave, why then the rush." Living in such a small town that I suddenly understand why the life of William Faulkner do not have to leave his small town. Also understand why Locke would rather die under the flowers in the Yulong mountain.
Inside the ancient city of those waterways. Myriad Kuankuan thin canals, Chuanjie around the alley, across the city, almost every street is linshui. There are the size of the ancient city of seventy to eighty bridges, plank and another ride on the waterway, but also repair a number of stone steps, has been pass to the water's edge. The city of high terrain east west low, so water is mobile, can be seen at the end of the Qing. Bright and fresh, full of life. Especially in the night, Suigetsu interlinked, in front of you will be inspired piece of the silver. I remember one day at the water's edge to see kids put WATER LANTERNS, fast forward a little light with the water running, wearing a stone bridge across the board with a few, and after another two women washing clothes, has been to drift away. WATER LANTERNS along the way to the water look green soft grass, mixed in the reflection of lights among the stone bridge's sidewall, many children go into Dangling from the leaves. At that time felt that the so-called poetic Cantabile, dreamlike scene, the so-called midstream in painting and surely much better than the.
Small bridges in the Naxi people are invariably is the cornices of the civil historic houses, the roof is black tiles, walls painted white, using ink painted landscapes, flowers, birds, poetry, was very elegant. Pushed into a residential premises, in the courtyard filled with potted plant, fuchsia and begonia, and another called the big names are not on the duo safflower. Hostess sat Lang Yanxia a stable hand, I smiled to see more non-strange look. She was surrounded by these flowers, his face slightly dark, dressed in a traditional Naxi Ren, "daytime." "Daytime" is the Naxi women's sheepskin shawl, the back seam of the seven circles, symbolizing the Big Dipper, on behalf of hard-working and competent. In accordance with the rules Naxi, farmland household is a woman thing, men do not seem to do, and study a culture, or a hawk walk the dog, very comfortable. I remember that morning in the ancient city where change, a household was early to open the door, and blue clothes and white shawl, middle-aged women, opened the lights in the kitchen Zhiya呀ground pressure machines noodles. Micro Gongzhao Yao's sturdy backs, as well as skilled a move one type, I suddenly remembered. Then days would not be strong light, the surrounding landscape look like black and white photographs, she was the only light bulb in the kitchen, in black and white world, given that the moderate orange.
The ancient city where a lot of coffee shops, small bar, tables and chairs placed under a tree on the face of breeze flowing water, is very comfortable. In Lijiang, a lot of people like coffeehouse, "is not a cafe, a cafe on the way to go." However, I went to the few days have been raining, and had never seen the sun, so the impression cafes, mostly in the evening, lanterns light up the water the vague shapes of the red light, I passed by large stone bridge, in the water side of the wooden chair and sat down to see the other side of happy visitors in a variety of shops in and out.
One night in the rain, stone on the road a bit slippery in the alley yard Qiguaibaguai, finally found an Internet cafe, but the lines do not increase too busy, so just do not care about the Internet on a dim light drinking coffee, shoot the boss a few Kandian Lijiang and Zhongdian photos of Big Ben, and later go to the back wall of a cafe to see on the wall of hand-drawn maps and tourist experiences.
And the cities are large and small cafes, bars, cafes, "a street" compared to Lijiang is actually more like an enlarged and more idealized, "a street." Distant periphery of the background, quiet simplicity and morals, almost all achieved poetry, calligraphy and painting depicted on the distance; and foreign visitors gathered, but also to make here is very modern, comfortable facilities. Chinese and Western, ancient and modern fusion, I believe that here, people who need to escape can be spared from further some. I remember listening to ancient music of the time, feeling that he could not find a place farther away than the Lijiang. Although the next stop would also like to go to the legendary Zhongdian - Shangri-La, but I could imagine a utopia, also generally the case, those who better than his own imagination where, perhaps only watch, not to be true acceptance. Because you have actually been quite understand, ideally realized, is not it really true that there are no longer attractive; only those who have not been what people can never forget, dream.
Looking at the front of the ancient city and the vast earth, can not help but think of the first four days of time for me to Lijiang is too short too short. You will hastily passed a lot of places, but let you go back to Lijiang, one of those memorable, always Silian place.
So leaving Lijiang, I figured the next time when it started again, perhaps in the bar next fall, hoping to live quietly over a period of time, with his wife and mischievous son. To this end and I say good innkeeper stairs next to the room on the set, then the child opened the window you can see between the ancient style rooms.
Author: kk6677
