--- Call of winter coastal sea trip
Dalian
February 12, lunar new year early in the morning, with a slightly worried about his mother warned him, hurried to the airport.
Early arrival, the aircraft was delayed, and melancholy!
WING sent text messages at this time, has to accompany Dad, Mom in the teahouse of the. The first New Year away from home for me, a bit of a heavy heart.
After more than an hour, and finally set foot on the plane to fly to Dalian.
For the first time my plane, though a bit excited, but also disturbed.
Looking at the machine outside the sea of clouds, mind somewhat at ease, as if floating in the air, the total can not find the impact point.
Eating airplane meals, the Department of hearts on the table in the restaurant delicious dessert.
Sitting in the clouds fluttering, towering high above, I feel monotonous. No free feeling of flying, I just felt I was choking too pale eyes.
More than four in the afternoon, aircraft finally landed, and finally there is a practical and realistic feeling. Finalizing the end of De-troubled heart.
You leave the airport, the immediate is the Dalian. That Zeng I Hunqianmengying place, I finally stood in front of her.
Sit down at the airport van, the driver gave us a very warm introduces Dalian this calm and beautiful seaside city.
We are fortunate to encounter a good man!
Vehicles are still in the walk, if the driver had not stopped before, concern booked hotel asked us not, if not he can give us. We politely refused, and told him that pulled people in our way on the list. But he did not hear the same as obstinately we pulled the Xinghai Bay Square, near a hotel.
We refuse to get off. Drivers, no way, huff's.
After the car had been flying, we asked, he also served as hear. Finally, he pulled the people of our way of a high-level hotel, let us get off.
The car really feel the cold north. To wear out quickly to coat, and then along the streets, to find a place settled.
You are originally promised to help us set a good hotel, but last night, up to now no your phone. I also refuse to call you stubborn. Had to rely on their own.
Half an hour later, we finally found a hotel.
To lay down their luggage, they began wandering the streets in Dalian, a stranger.
Dalian at night, despite the street lights, but very few pedestrians, feeling very depressed.
Dalian cold night, cold and windy. We still aimlessly in the streets interspersed. There is no feeling of living in a foreign land, all feeling is so familiar.
Unexpectedly, in Dalian and Zhuhai city was actually so similar, calm and comfortable. Walk in the clean, quiet streets, as if walking on the streets of Zhuhai.
As we idly at minus 3 degrees Celsius, when strolling the streets of a sudden from the side alley out of the three men to catch up with us we take the Shan, saying that would like to invite us to dinner. We scared them a bitter stare accelerate the pace of moving forward, the first did not dare to return.
Gone through a long street that has those three personal rejection, and was standing before a map to determine our position. Who would have thought that three individuals do not know when they stood behind us, or it depends on the nerve to come take Swatow. Have been unable to escape the, FEI was severely rebuked them a meal.
May have been caused due to the attention of the person next to the shops, they are self-knocked before they bitterly of the left.
Finally relieved, to continue our walk.
One is not careful, walked into an inside lane, was badly we found a barbecue stall. It tastes great, and we almost had to stay put in there pretty much the same.
At 9 am, and the streets deserted, almost no one pedestrian. We are still the people along the road to continue wandering until it is too cold, too tired to swing it back to the hotel.
Although the heating and opening up in hotels, but my heart is cold, frozen.
I tried to find a reason to excuse your dishonesty, but could not find how.
The next morning the up, eat bigger than the dumplings, ravioli swallow a bus to Tiger Beach.
It was a small harbor, the sea was very calm, the sea is very blue.
In fact, Laohutan In addition to a big tiger statue, but also no spectacle, and it is still winter in February. However, the sea a thin layer of frost on the, let us also the same as found in the New World. Yao pleased with me and jumping on top, slip was almost fell down.
From the Laohutan out and immediately boarded a bus to the Xinghai Park. The car is crowded. Later, holding up a child of the woman, she was pushed from the rear of the front, everyone turned a blind eye, which is rarely seen in Zhuhai. I had to stand up and give her your seat.
The strange thing is the car of people turned their eyes toward me, as if I done something wrong, like one-day-old wrong, and even adopt a child of the woman a little by surprise, and made me all embarrassed.
Xinghai Park, the beach is not large, but the water clear bottoming out. We walk on the beach, no, should not be called the beach, which is called a rocky beach, beach side of the stone Trinidad and Tobago, walking in the above is also very slippery.
And I-yiu, a rocky beach on the not stop looking for a pretty small stones, while the FEI is holding the camera to capture for us in picking up the stone Sha Yang. Oh, my harvest was also good, picked up a small bag.
Finished and then visit the St. Sea at the end of the world, we have again moved toward the Xinghai Square, which is the largest square in Dalian. Because tonight is the fireworks festival's opening ceremony, so many places that are surrounded by them.
Looked lively square, people riding bicycles in the leisure, or glide in the air, as well as braving the cold wind in the sea on the fly. Walking in the sea wall, heart, and is finally able to park to the quiet haven, a temporary forgetting all kinds of unpleasant.
Xinghai Square, the departure of a hurry, looking for a place to eat dinner, then come back to see the fireworks.
May be due to the relationship between the New Year, many restaurants have not opened the door, before finally finding a place to sit, bitter to eat delicious seafood.
Yao first back rest. Yao returned to the hotel, the time is not late and I rushed to the FEI taxi Xinghai Square.
Despite the Brother drivers are also throttle in the hope that we will not miss the beautiful fireworks. But, things are always backfire! This event has attracted a lot of people go to watch, in order to avoid traffic congestion, on entering the Xinghai Square, and the distance, only the BUS you can access.
We had to walk.
The roar of distant fireworks, deeply attracted us, walking, fast walking, walking, and finally ran up. Occasionally, also stopped and looked up at the fireworks in the distance of attractions and high-altitude bloom, scattered.
When we finally arrived at their destination, the fireworks have ended, disappointment, melancholy!
But exports are on both sides of the snack stall is still robust. Our retrograde and greedy, the pool of pool of the taste of the delicious snacks. Show tonight while eating barbecue string in one hand and still holding a lot of strings holding the, in the turbulent flow in the interludes.
Ears filled with hawkers Mody calls, the way has a thick smoke Cang accompanied Xunde straight tears. Although not leisurely, but also it can not be impressionistic, but also fun, but also to satisfy.
With the gradual withdrawal of the bulk flow, flow back into the hotel.
Although the FEI in the admonished me not to think too much. But, a quiet, heart, or a little cold pain.
A day, or not your phone.
I can do anything, I think of what kind of reason, in order for cold heart warm up.
I try to think about, but in the end have no idea. Which has shaken the heart, gradually disintegrated, I have given up looking for you to justify the reasons.
Lushunkou
February 14, after several twists and turns before riding on a Port Arthur in Pakistan.
Port Arthur, is an important military outpost in northern China. "Mountain Tam 2 the sea, a Hong Kong to write the Spring and Autumn, a Port Arthur, half of China's modern history", highlighting the important historic mission of Port Arthur as a naval port.
Port Arthur does not look prosperous, possibly because of their special naval port status, can only be maintained so it is calm.
Quiet street, the harbor is quiet, and even parked in the harbor of ships, but also quiet and seem in the announcement to the world: no war in the smoke of the world is beautiful.
Walked along the beach section of the road, laid-back, there is no downtown noise, nor do I feel the dull military areas.
Soon, we have found the Port Arthur Museum.
We are almost half a day on the consumption of time, thin the whole museum has a turn to go. From the bronze, calligraphy, painting, ceramics, lacquerware, bamboo stone, the ancient Chinese currency, to the Buddhist statues and relics, Dalian, Xinjiang cultural relics, there are a lot of that time, Japan and Russia have a long-term occupation, leaving behind a lot of precious cultural relics.
Out from the museum, in view of scenic spots scattered far apart, we decided to play car rental.
Yishang Ju, drivers Erhuameishui, brings us pulled the Russo-Japanese prison site. We have thus come a Kokago-like cell, see the appalling instruments of torture, as well as those recently excavated, with wooden barrels filled with buried bodies are now become a piles of bones.
Cells seem to see the eyes of fear, torture room full of bloody scenes. Was presented in front of barrels of snow white bones of the dead, it seems to tell the people of their unfair fate.
I can not help but chilling up, walked back out.
Truck continued heading east Jiguanshan Russo-Japanese War sites, it is more complete preserved ruins of war, also has the only museum of the Russo-Japanese War, the museum also features an illustrated presentation, a Japan, Russia and the dispute on such a show in front of.
We continue to move forward, we arrived at the north eastern bastion Jiguanshan is a Russo-Japanese War the two sides compete for one of the important battleground. Fort irrigation system using concrete and pebbles made, the internal structure of the complex. Trapped in the valley form a natural protective barrier, condescending, bulwark around, dug a deep wide trench barrier protection. At that time the Japanese military to attack the fort, also paid a heavy price.
Bypassing a mountain, we came to Fort Lookout, is the last battlefield of the Russo-Japanese competition for Port Arthur. Due to residue left behind by two Russian cannons were locals called "two guns." New Year's Day 1905, the Japanese captured Fort Lookout, declaring the end of the Russo-Japanese Port Arthur Land Warfare.
Car again, winding-on, to reach the peak of -130 m Bai Yushan, but the mountain is quite steep, down there diving down trend.
The hill there is a White Tower, is the Japanese army after the Russo-Japanese War as a show of force, the table built to discipline the officers and men died of "table loyalty tower."
Board the Peak, the whole panoramic view of Port Arthur.
Port Arthur Naval Base unique natural conditions, a haven within the Dongnuanxialiang, a well-known natural harbor. It is extremely advantageous geographical position, easily defensible, has historically been a battleground. Year, Japan and Russia when the war broke out, the Japanese in order to block the Russian fleet in the harbor did not hesitate to make a few ships warships loaded with cement, is scheduled to exit the port sank in an attempt to Russian beaten to death in the harbor. After the result of the Russian military in time, the export will be not far from the Japanese warships sunk.
Former Port Arthur, is a battlefield smoke; now Port Arthur, peaceful retreat from the world too Huangru dream.
The sun goes down, we also back to Dalian.
Bid farewell to the hotel warmly's aunt who, with their good wishes, ready to depart this evening Yantai.
Bought 10 pm and more ro-ro ferry tickets.
Luggage storage, we are still the final direction of Convention and Exhibition Center, hoping to leave Dalian ago, to see the final fireworks.
This time, we intended. See the beautiful fireworks, eat barbecue string of show tonight, there were biting hard rock sugar strawberry not move ... ...
Excited, as always, we walk in the crowd, almost forgotten time clock. When we suddenly wake up before they rushed to catch up to the pier.
Good insurance, to catch up with the last group of connected cars. FEI first time rush to draw votes, and I hastened to take luggage Yao. Custody of luggage aunt are anxious for us: Oh, girl, you is not want to go, ah long detained, the ship should be opened, ah!
When we embark on the ferry front foot deck vessel has offshore.
Cabin is serious and we are not looking for a long time to find our seats (seating is casual and then I sit).
Cabin smoky, polluted air may simply not going to stay.
Finally, we rented the mats, in the corridors of the place, accounting for a good location, this is a place to sleep tonight we had.
Suddenly feel a bit sad, a little panic, seems to be refugees.
Has just embarked on the top deck of ship, surrounded by the dark, not see shore, but also do not see the stars, only by the piercing cold. The ferry, sailing alone in an oasis in a sea of darkness. Like my heart, confused and helpless, unable to find the direction.
Really imagine that, like fish, diving into the water, tears turned to the sea, crying into a bubble, no one saw, no one can hear, and thus has been a swim to the depths of the sea.
Ferry is still moving forward, the rumbling of the loud noise, it seems to the endless darkness of the sea to prove its existence.
I, seems to depend on small boat without a leaf, floating on the sea in the unknown, dazed look forward to be allowed to park bays.
My heart is still looking forward to.
Corridor on the people coming and going, my heart also bored endlessly.
Yao had been too tired and fell asleep. We put the extra blanket to the next to sit on the floor of the uncle and his family, his family took advantage of the New Year out of tourism, children have been looked after in the side.
The night was dark, and no place to hide, let me enjoy the vent grief. I gently depended FEI, tears have been quietly crawling a long face. FEI silent, but gently patted me, and for many years a tacit agreement, she can understand the grief of my heart.
Morning at about four o'clock, we finally arrived in Yantai.
FEI is still a person get together with.
FEI had been visited Dalian, but I have always been a Luchi, and she was worried about 100, also followed came. Along the way, have to depend on her care.
Finally found a hotel stay there a.
Penglai
February 15, take a break about 9:00, we have car to Penglai.
Into the Penglai area, there is no imagination in the United States.
Perhaps the relationship between the winter, the sky gray, the trees are bare, desolate feeling Cang. What is human Xianjing, mirage, are with us no chance.
Penglai Pavilion is not far from Yokoyama fields in the mountains built a lighthouse beacon with Lushun old Tieshan connection shall be yellow, Bo 2 sea boundary, it has a "mountain is divided into two sea" unique geographical position.
At this point, you could have one foot in the Yellow Sea and one foot in the Bohai Sea, Yellow Sea, Bohai Sea on the way to any aspect of you. That kind of pride, enough to make you intoxicated for a long time.
Standing on the summit of mountain, sea and the sky is vast, mighty wind days, every mountain and ocean income of victory. Lean on a railing stands and watch the sea Kikunami,'s deep ask this, do not have some fun.
East, north and west of the steep cliff, pulling the sea Chihiro situation is really difficult, so steep Tian Heng Plank Road is also an exception. Plank Road on both sides of the chains are filled with a tiny lock, is said to be concentric lock, lock locked in this place is full of Aura, you can get a taste wish. Unfortunately, I did not take the lock, otherwise it is also necessary to give up a lock.
Walking in the breathtaking at large in on the issue from time to time Yao high-decibel screaming sound scared uninformed people think that she has fallen in the sea.
We walked to Dadanaonao came to the lower on the wait reached into the water, days! Yes, the cold was enough. We have almost crazy to have to take off shoes, so that foot also came to feel the feelings of the clear frozen seawater.
Quiet walk in the sea, without the beautiful Quest, see the way of nature left, see the stone on the climb. Even if a small slide in the water, they are just wet shoes only. But the kind of intimate contact with nature, far better than cold weather.
We were immersed in the chase with a happy smile. Suddenly feel: laughter can be derived within reach, I almost forgot. It turned out that this is a gift of nature.
After dinner, went to the last one back to Yantai car.
Night out, our first time, jumped into a tourist BUS, along the coast, a great atmosphere in this coastal city with the tranquility of the night. Then retrace the original car, they began a long period of night.
Winter Yantai, deserted streets, pedestrian scarce, less than eight minutes, shops have been closed down.
We walk in the quiet streets, air-cooled, tired, but they do not want to stop. Until then this path that has no meaning, and was walking back.
Suddenly want to eat barbecue, but the way the shops have been closed down. We braved the cold wind in the unfamiliar streets in search of.
Found a Korean barbecue restaurant opened. Shop seems to have shut up shop, but we rushed to go.
We became the store's only customer, of course, we have the emergence of, but also make them by surprise.
In fact, I'm not hungry, just want to rely on outside.
Boss also came along for the ride. Only a few months he came to Yantai, Yantai University, now with a student studying Mandarin Chinese, although the vocabulary is not very rich, but the pronunciation is quite standard.
We use the most direct and simplest way to chat with, and sometimes also the meaning of consuming Jincai to know each other. Sometimes the word is poor, and had to sign with body language. Watching us this laborious chat, shop attendants could not help smiling.
The boss is very happy, specially invited us to drink apple juice.
Later, The owner came along for the ride of. At this time, closing time for a long time passed, and we too embarrassed to talk go checkout quickly left.
Is still without your phone.
Weihai
February 16 in the morning from Yantai to Da Weihai, it took some time to find a place settled.
And then wandering around aimlessly, from the street wandered streets, alleys and then wandered from the market, has allowed us to buy a bag full of fresh strawberries.
Stroll tired, only to find a place to think of Qu Qu. Finally, she decided to Liugong Island.
2:00 ship, 4:30 return.
Half an hour later, arrived in Liugong Island.
Liugong Island, guardian of the gateway to Beijing and Tianjin, Wang Ju sea, forming a natural barrier is the guardian of the territorial waters of the eastern frontier bases.
Because of lack of time, we have no freedom of choice in chaos, but instead followed by a tour of Guangzhou, look a little harder gone through Liugong Miao, Sino-Japanese naval museum, the Northern Department of the Navy admiral, has almost enough time to go back.
If you have time to wander slowly on the island, will be very freehand.
Look at the military drill stationed on the island, but also a good landscape.
Returned from Liugongdao want to stroll department stores, department stores actually 4:30 Who knows the work, and frustration!
Is the usual practice of stuffing a BUS jump to go for rides in the city.
Never thought that we actually had a line the longest on the BUS, had been bound for suburbs.
We are also glad that the election of a car, there is a station to the terminal, the passengers on board only three of us had. The driver asked us not to the terminal and get off after learning that we have to fold back, it tells us that this is the last bus.
In this way, we were the driver placed in a sparsely populated street, a bit called the days of not being helpless situation.
We had to slowly back away Zoulehenjiu still not back to the urban areas such as China and Pakistan. Heart a little panic, and quickly a taxi back. Fortunately, the scare!
The back rest early tonight.
The next morning, we ride from the station to go Chengshan Pakistan, Qin Shi Huang as "days of the end."
Chengshan sea on three sides, one side then the ground, and South Korea across the sea, land and sea is the most eastern junction, since ancient times known as "where the sun rises," the "Cape of Good Hope in China," said.
Today's strong winds, blown one can go forward, unable to move feeling.
Donkey Island boat to the sea because of strong winds while suspended can not see over the spectacular scenery of the island of seagulls. We can only Chengshan wandering.
Leaning on the Tianjin Tou Bei Shang, hands tightly clenched railings for fear of a hands-off will be blown away.
Looking at the vast blue ocean, listening to the waves of the loud smack cliff stone, watching the waves such as the sky like snow in the air Piaowu, thoughts are arbitrary exile.
Heart has been shaken, it seems that spray Fei Xu, total Xun Budao the impact point.
Do? Let memories of the wind, with the wind, blowing I do not know the distance, still, the back to square one? !
Return Gracilaria Island town, and we continue to look for places where wild swans.
Walking half an hour, finally found.
Walked the sidelines seaside place, before your eyes are a cracking scene, three of us walked up and down with interest on the top, soft, and feel better in particular.
As we chase the spirits on the top, jumping ashore, an old man was calling: girl, fast up, it could be swamp below carefully fall into the trap go!
Oh, good insurance! Quickly ran back to shore.
The old man is still nagging us bolder Big deal, dare to go in that top. Also pointing out how can we rely on wild swans near point. He said: quick evening when the swan feeding back, that is the most time together, you can here, and so on, that scene is very spectacular.
Good-bye good-hearted old man, we are along the ridge, to rest not far from the wild swans approached marshes.
Although have been through recently, but there are a considerable distance, we can not close, only the distant watching.
Looked at from time to time a swan feeding back to 3322; Sometimes, there will be a few swans flew over their heads and then hovering in mid-air.
Because back in Weihai, we can not wait for wild swans back to the grand landscape of the nest.
With one foot in mud, step back for a wild swans out of the gathering until it is completely out of sight inside. However, among the brain is still thinking about an ugly duckling turned into a beautiful swan fairy tale.
But it finally came to understand that a person is unable to resist and change all of the things. As I can not change I can not from the fact that an ugly duckling into a swan, therefore, unable to find their own happiness.
Qingdao
February 18, 9 am, starting from Weihai, has come around 1:30 pm.
In order to be able to buy a return train ticket, we decided to stay there at the Railway Administration of the hotel, in order to three train tickets, even though we have been coming here have seen the worst, but also the most expensive places, but in order to vote had to give way.
The only advantage here is: in the room can clearly see the pier.
We have plenty of time wandering in Qingdao, swim slowly, slowly swing.
Settled, we walk in the mountain. Zhongshan Road, one with many old buildings, but also high-rises. Only noticeable quiet, but also reflects the economic prosperity of Qingdao.
Walk from the bustling street pier is already dusk.
Twilight of the pier a bit bleak. The seagulls have been resting at the beach, but also gradually to return to the nest. Throngs of seagulls flew over their heads, and the scene was very spectacular, we are excited ran along the pier and catching up, until can not see.
The most memorable are: awe-inspiring in the cold wind on the beach, a group of old people wearing swimsuits, playing beach volleyball in the energetic. They let us see the vitality of the city, has absolutely no feeling of winter.
I believe, Qingdao is a vibrant city!
Like with the crowd of visitors, and we stood on shore for them to refuel cheer.
We are still jumped into a another one of the BUS, enjoy the feeling of a charming coastal city night.
Look to the trestle at night from the residence, a surge of solitary clear rise in my heart.
In order to once a green forest, my stubborn insistence, refused to insist on waiting for a falling leaf.
The feeling of heartache, I know that my heart has been torn in pieces, but, but, who will hear the voice of broken heart?
I got into his blanket, so wet with tears again Napian heaven and earth.
I still choose tuck his hands still restrained pride.
And you, I think the only reason for you to justify: Once back Napian place belongs to you, you can completely forget my, my everything has nothing to do with you! Once vowed, but also has disappeared.
However, the reason for breaking their promise to absolve allow you to do? Should be able to say that only the pure dishonesty do?
To a person on the heart, but also do sub-geographical? One does not put me on the heart of people, what can rely on it? I would also like to bet on it?
Stubborn not you send a punitive expedition, but I hope you can give me a reason, a reasonable explanation. But I also know that you can not complete its self-view, so you choose to escape, but also to avoid very thorough.
I am prepared to quilt a long hibernation!
The next morning boarded the bus to Laoshan, because it is low season, the bus does not directly enter the Laoshan, only stopped at the entrance of Mount Laoshan. So, when relying on a BUS stop, they rushed a lot of soliciting, and that pull you into Laoshan free. Every stop that, but with the same gang of people, the driver and conductor did not dare say a word, did not dare rush, quietly wait for them to get off their own volition dare drive.
That time, we really can not think so what have they done good, and therefore decided not to tell them the car into the Laoshan, choosing instead to walk 10 kilometers of the beach. (Later did I learn that ride their car into the tickets were to help them buy a car, they went in in soliciting inside out, and the passengers to buy tickets, they can also deduct a percentage. No wonder they will pull you into the free of charge. However, we No regrets on foot of the 10-km walk Laoshan, we found the most beautiful scenery, or the 10 km of the sea: cliffs plunge into the sea spray hit the cliff stone, the splashes of white foam floating in the wind.)
We walked along the beach from time to time will consist of the car stopped, asked if we do not take their car to sit in, but once they hear we have Maimen Piao, and the run away immediately without looking.
Gone more than two hours, we finally arrived in Laoshan. All the people are the same as when we are monsters, and even ticket inspection staff are incredible look at us: you actually came? !
We walk along the mountain road up the mountain is very steep, walk up and is still pretty tough, see a lot of people go visit the retracement of the mid-stream.
In fact, the mountain did not a few spots, but also no spectacle. The Valley Shizuhito thin, Fengqing birds and shady trees of the mountain road, than the so-called attractions has come elegant, even more Reiki.
We stop-go, find a mountain stream in the stream has not dried up because of high mountains and cold, actually end up with a thin layer of borneol. We are excited about holding the ice to play with.
About 3 hours or so, down to the mountains, came to Taiqing Gong.
Taiqing Gong is very small, walking inside a bit bleak.
Quickly from Tai Qinggong out.
Out of the door, the outside noise drastically. Stuck their heads you'll see that a visitor blows in with the local hawkers. Only because the things seen tourists taking hawkers, no buy, perhaps a bit arrogant attitude bar.
Beaten the person was impressed, because we have just entered Taiqing Gong, they are a family of three just from the inside out, the attitude a bit arrogant, did not expect was browsing inside a circle, but he suffered such a thing.
He was besieged by several vendors, face was swollen, and his nose still bleeding, and again and again fell to the ground, hawker stop your hands, feet, or you can not stop the relentless kicked.
His daughter did not know by whom they disperse, and his wife next to the crying, but could do nothing. She helplessly while the name of 110, rushed to the side to pull out of the husband, but unfortunately each time hawkers blocked out.
Someone has to Quan Jia, also inevitably be beaten, and heavy, playing in the eye on.
Hit 110 for a long time, the police still can not delay.
I am reminded of the way up the hill away signs are everywhere: emergency, ask someone to the police.
So now something happens, and the police ran what went呀? Is that just a slogan?
Long, long time, and the police still did not come.
Finally, the vendors are also afraid of kills it, finally, under the advice of everyone to stop your hands down.
Busy Picking up people before Quanjia flooded flooded an interest, he rushed parking lot, but the court went so far as no one is willing to set his car out. Although his wife's pleading in the hard, or be without a car for them to open the door.
Later, he put his own car, and then later, someone around to help with the car drove off.
Listening to people talking about gradually dispersed with, before we know he is here from the self-driving tour in Shenzhen. Find it laughable, and sadly, he had also become a policeman.
We feel even more sad is that when we take a taxi out of Laoshan pm in the parking lot not far away from just the open space on a group of police officers in the drill as much, but things make a big half an hour, Jing Mei see a policeman on the scene!
Back to trestle, but also watching flocks of seagulls homing time is still chasing away the trestle on the seagull.
Then, quietly looking at the blue and blue and the sea, waiting for the sunset.
Hongxia sunset shiny red sea, but also shiny red our faces.
In this way, this way, quietly waiting for the sunset afterglow completely disappeared in the sea.
Night, and gradually to bring the curtain falls. Bustling pier on only three of us, we slowly out of the pier.
We specifically find the spring and the floor, restaurants, taste more than 30 years of history, Sam Sun steamed dumpling. The result is very disappointed, and difficult to eat just one bite would no longer wanted to eat the. And the waiter very bad attitude. Looking around the table, and perhaps are admiring, almost all of them the Sam Sun Boiled dumplings, but the results are almost shutting stood immobile.
Tonight has finally established a 22-day ticket.
February 20 morning, the endless Guang Zhao. Huangdao found on the map, it is a development of the island.
After many setbacks, to find terminals.
By Huangdao and immediately get on to the golden beaches Xuejiadao bus.
Golden Beach coastline is very long, wide beach clean, sea water is clear, the sea gulls in the lower plate, compared to Qingdao, the beach had not, and.
Winter beaches, few tourists, quiet.
Yao picked up shells along the beach, FEI stroll on the beach.
I was sitting on the beach, watching the endless sea of blue and gray, cold winds blowing constantly blowing ah, ah, tears slowly streaming down, but quickly was constantly blowing sea breeze had dried.
I took a deep footprints printed on the beach, watching the water rush over again, the diffuse me footprints. Then, the beach back to the original flat. I try to continue to printed footprints, back when the footprints had been washed Debu leave little trace.
Those of resentment, grievances, suddenly all disappeared.
Suddenly realized that you really do before, now you are also true. You can only put me on your foreign land, you are never able to take me to that place you really belong.
I have tears in silence, and all the wind bar.
Return to the town, the time is too early to immediately transfer to the Ba Da Guan.
Badaguan arterial streets, left and right cross, Zhuangruo chessboard, quiet. Here the way a wood, a wood a forest, there have been numerous century European villa-style architecture, like living in a small European town, Jing Ya pleasant, but after years of no maintenance, and a little worn.
Dusk, the sun floating down the Badaguan. Montreal's dead leaves, old defective houses. Faction Depression scene, it is sad.
Even once-off restoration, transformation of the famous buildings: Flower Stone House, Princess House, the East China Sea and hotels, tree-lined, though still hidden in the trees, the quiet Ya-Jing, stately, but it is also not what, empty, sad!
February 21, the last day of stay in Qingdao.
The morning, watching the sun rises, a new day.
Or from the map to find attractions.
--- Find one to find the target of the mass graves (who, nor forget).
We take the bus to bypass the Qingdao University, get off along the way inquiries, Jing Mei people know there is such a place, even on the big map of Forest Park, also said that heard!
We unconsciously have to go around to the back door of Qingdao University, along the slope going up, he saw a small CMB terminal, take a shot at the idea, to inquire about an aunt. Aunt can not think of one, I am surprised to see us, and then lift Shouyi Zhi, the left in front of it wants to.
Thanked Aunt excitement ran to advance rapidly.
Saw, and stayed.
So how the mass graves! Is full of garbage, the hills were dug Wong Jin Lu.
Can not be reconciled, we walked a relaxed upward climb of loess.
Finally found, and really have such a mass graves. However, now overgrown, the inscription is still clearly visible. This situation bleak!
We still pay their last respects and makes a dramatic upsurge. See, however, has been dug around the mess, I do not know to be rebuilt, or to demolish it?
Backtrack removed, back to the urban areas.
Also found a small fish hill.
Fish Hill along the waterfront, steep winding hill, mountainside dotted with small villas. There are mountain parks, the park's architectural model exhibition features almost Badaguan buildings have moved within the room.
Standing wave in relation to the Peak Tower, overlooking the sea, pier, small Qingdao, panoramic view of the beach scenery. The other hand, Badaguan trees within the red tiles of the scene was still at a glance.
Fish along the mountain down to the road, came to the Navy Museum.
We are happy to another, from a naval warship, from the submarine drill into a compartment to another compartment, music I do not know tired.
Standing on a warship into the distance not far from the small Qingdao and trestle, was very pleasant.
Slowly swing ah swing, reached the Huiquan Square, and then went to 54 square.
54 Place a large area of lawn, the lawn is very lively, the sky filled with kite flying.
The most attractive is an old man single-handedly stood a kite, two kite dance in the sky sometimes their own, sometimes chasing each other, lifelike, lively.
Qingdao, is a vibrant city!
February 22, the morning train, just moments before on the train, I will we are ready to forget these two days of forage in the waiting room. Helpless.
February 23 afternoon at home.
Journey to an end. And you, I personally draw a full stop.
2002/2/28
Author: silline
