I was a hedgehog. I do not know have any other hedgehog hibernation habits. I do. There is also a large number of hoarding and intake of high-calorie foods preferences. Stuffy stuffy eat sleep for a month, I decided to leave the increasingly close pigsty of hedgehog nest, take a walk. In December, I went to the north.
My friends find it strange that tried to persuade me to go south for the winter. Southern good, sunny and warm as in spring. Have you noticed that migratory birds are flying south, you Although it is quite bulky and do not fly together, but also off the north exposure to cold is not the truth. But like a bad mood who suddenly can not enjoy the rhythm of upbeat music, hedgehogs think too that some of blossoming spring, hypocrites, but not wearing a swimsuit at the beach a few Waves summer exposure feelings. Winter is winter, the hedgehog think of the north sea, think it is right now want to hear their own song like that. So bought a train ticket to Qingdao.
Friends again Jue down. Okay you go to the north, to Yabuli skiing what can be considered fashionable, to look at the Harbin Ice Lantern can be considered fresh. Do not look at the sea, Qingdao, Sanya, to what is really hedgehog does not get also. They assert that I can not stay a day or two will feel being insipid.
No words to refute what the Hedgehog, it really did not have much Qingdao yearning. Just happened to be in such a winter, so thought of by accident, to a place, we did not need more reasons.
Festival to Shanghai to Qingdao this time were indeed small, empty sleeper car, and had several stops before slowly filled. Out the window, early winter wilderness rich colors, very surprising, such as the fragrant coffee, mellow wine, in the tongue slowly between the overflow so many layers of fragrance. Sunshine is so good, his eyes narrowing his happy hedgehog: silver reservoirs, swaying reed, pale yellow dry weeds, black branches are the last few patches of golden leaves and transparent ...
Those who like to bring a warm poem: "grass knot its seeds / wind shaking the leaves / we stand, do not speak / will be very good." Hedgehog sitting alone, not speaking, the winter, the sun is very bright. Face toward the left where there is a rapid regression of the illusion.
Early morning, eyes swollen to wake up the scene outside the window in line with all the hedgehogs on the northern winter imagination. Tuijin the leaves of the woods in the pale morning Margaret Just like a smoke-US too. Jiaodong is gray, blurred, and hedgehog think of Russia, of course, the movie screen. Slowly, the train near Qingdao, the red roofs over again.
The second day of the morning, walking out of hotels, you see a slight tapping the water side of the road embankment, a sudden cooling of the air. Cloudy, no sun, but moved to tears.
With the winter sea, as the silence of the heart naturally quiet down, quieter than the old fishing.
Gradient of the road slowly, beautiful corner, uphill, you do not know suddenly appears at the end of the road would be like a car, a person, always full of suspense. Downhill, you can always look forward to the vast sea between the elaborate beauty of the leaves.
I repeat, to walk in those quiet old road Zhuiman Wutong dead leaves and old houses have vicissitudes of life expression. This has been enough sake of my beautiful dream of a place. Qingdao, love does not need to see the blue water, taste delicious seafood. Also a brown leaves falling, I have fallen in love with the city this winter.
Another afternoon in the old city, or wandering the empty streets. Passing through a green mottled wooden doors, door, wall cross with a plant broken bits of brown leaves. Was looking at the wood's texture, foliage patterns, the neck felt a sudden touch of cold. Raised his head and snow. Spreading out the palm of your hand, a Xuela the blue gloves on. Nearer the look of a tiny dust-like, but there's also a beautiful snowflake patterns. Stood on street corners, watching the snow flying up slowly, there can not tell the joy and joy.
Snow in the afternoon. There were numerous. And then disappear without a trace. Hedgehog in wishful thinking that the snow is dedicated to God under their own, just as she had been wishful thinking that they are little prince was a rose.
Maybe go for a long time in the snow, hedgehog fever, whole body aches. One person outside, to truly understand the body is revolutionary capital. Originally planned to go to the seaside town of Weihai, stay a while the hedgehog down-hearted, a lot of friends decided to advance toward the warm embrace of Beijing.
Once again riding the train, face toward the left place. Qingdao looked farther and farther away from their own, hedgehogs would like to own probably will not choose blue sea in the summer, when Zai Qu Qingdao, afraid that destroyed the memory of the cold air, and redness of the nose, dim light, a person on the lonely beauty of the downhill slope.
Attachment: seafront cafes along the sea away an afternoon, tired, and saw his right hand slope of the old house has a coffee shop, there are big glass windows, then up around the circle.
Shop hidden in the garden, called the Sunflower Bar. The right hand door is a bar, secretly, is a typical mini-bar appearance. The left, out of the window is the sea, of course, separated by some trees.
The afternoon of 15 yuan a pot of coffee is brewed, and a man sat quietly until the lights light up. Although the winter, there is no warmth of spring, facing the ocean have been suffice.
The only regret is that music is not good enough, unfortunately did not bring yesterday to buy portable CD, Zheng Chou no chance to listen to it on the road.
Author: zure
