After the return from the Chongqing and would like to write one travels, one called "sleepwalking Chongqing" travelogues. Because whenever I think of this trip, there will be a wake up feeling after the memories of dreams, so throw the first named "sleepwalking" bar.
This trip, the purpose of very pure, in fact, they want most in the depths of Wujiang find a quiet place, straighten out my ideas, but also take the opportunity to cast aside all of the customs service and return to Guangzhou, a good fresh start bar . Beijing is going, but I finally chose to swim alone Wujiang River, one in my mind that the only appeared in ancient river, as well as Diaojiaolou, ancient folk customs, I think I can treat my greedy heart sinking.
Huaizhe wish for, I have set foot on the plane to Chongqing.
Overlooking from the plane, smoke, confusion, the ridge is about vaguely, road meandering site in the mountains, water is yellow, while the terraces are lit in the mountains, lush. I am a bit surprised it, one of the municipalities in China, Chongqing is still full of local flavor and surprise. Whom I did not stretch the contrary, it hit me sad heart, that is one thought that is the hill Yuner low on pressure in my mind, it was found not miss it because of distance to stop the winding, but my department more tightly, so that everything around him tell it's there all the time.
Chongqing's air is humid, the next airplane, the coolness will be secretly hit, I try to crowd into the small of Chongqing, the mountain road is rugged Kawasaki, the plains are so rare in Chongqing. I began in turmoil, in the criss-cross the road, but do not feel strange, everything built on mountains, mountain wide is the famous Yangtze River, Chongqing is extraordinarily warm at this moment.
But in my mind, the vast Yangtze River is not as beautiful Wujiang River. Wujiang River water green, clear, river next to the mountain peaks. Ran around the smoke, just like fairies dancing their weak body, Yi Mei wind and dance, Jun Xiu as a mountain brush and ink, shading affordable, concentrated at a deep light at light, clouds, fog, mountain, water in the shading of the transition was calm and collected, the cloud mountains, mountain water, water, Ying-Shan Jing, while the depths of the river into the smoke mask again, only see the mist in the mountains, such as Tsui barrier to water cut off. So it's suspect trackless mountain heavy water complex.
By boat to go into the gongtan Wujiang River, along the mountains, others occasionally, sporadically hidden in the hillside among the ruined buildings is even more deserted mountain. A small town alone but firmly queue inadvertently mountain, a lonely and an emotional arose spontaneously. Separated by only one side of the world already is a very different, as though the world and I may agree with each other, but only hastily burning fireworks as part of each other's your time and subsequently, only their own path, that is smoke in the past.
Ships in shallow and narrow waterways in advance. Excited out of undulating waves, beating the two sides of the rocks, rocks are also due to changes over many years by the earth's crust, hydraulic shock and washing become gray, texture clear mission can be identified. Step by step, piece by piece and, like the elderly face wrinkles, a profound account of his experiences, each one rocks, each of a texture, all have panic in calmly, hoary's face did not reduce their momentum, on the contrary, look up these boulder, I am deeply shocked by natural and time: If you miss even the constant grinding time, then I miss and what are obstinate? In missing似水, gently abrasive with my heart.
Author: Carrieleung
