Mystery and fantasy mixed, one finally came to an end of the world and end feel. -------" Lost Horizon "
I think, to use James. This Hilton is very apt phrase to describe the Yunnan Province.
In the past, present and future, Yunnan is a paradise for travelers, backpackers Ye Hao, hao travelers Ye Hao, in Yunnan can find the dream world. All of Yunnan's sought after, it seems, as a brigade who had never visited Yunnan no longer be regarded as a real travelers. I do not want to fall into the lair of their predecessors, but in Yunnan, on the 1st day down, kind of slowly infiltrated into your soul moving, gradually diffuse out of the lazy, gentle but persistent change in your opinion.
Yunnan, the first a shock to me, is her clouds, large group large groups of the heap in the sky thick, green fog, snow-capped mountains Cang Sang, a while mountain breeze blowing, clouds of mortal changes, occasional sun break through the clouds, as round after round of gold arrows. So the sky close to romantic mystery strange and free ------- closely intertwined that is showing initial signs of Yunnan.
The beginning of the sun, wind and Jing-ming, tangled vines, wooden bell Qing Yin. In front of the Vine Inn Lijiang lay rocking chair, watching the sky Yunjuanyunshu leisure, freedom, such as thin wind, could not help but think of Tao Yuan-ming's sentence to:
------------------- That is, since in order to soul a slave, He Bu Xin Ren appointed fate?
Lijiang Wenruan time
Travels of Lijiang in Yunnan Province -------- chapter spent more than 10 days in Yunnan, and finally to the times to go, my last shuttle back and forth among the ancient city Mulou Water Alley, the last with the sluggish pace of Lijiang, Wander around Square Street, swinging the Duoguo Dashiqiao, into the gate where Kogon Square. Hovered in the trivial in front of another lazy guy leaning on the chair knocking Oreocharis ------- Music Oreocharis ah! Have you heard yet? A fat man from Taiwan, the invention. Lijiang have enough time to leisurely pondering your use of these romantic things --------- without a few days before I left Lijiang to Zhongdian, he taught me to knock "two tigers", and now he knee on the share of an elementary school music textbooks, in practice it a new song. I went to go, He holds in his hand and hit jade son, gently Qiaoxia Qu, Qing more melodious sound of copper in a long long guxiang where ringing ----------
Tiger Tiger ~ 2 ~ 2 ~ run fast run fast ~ a no ears, no tail ~ 1 ~ It's strange really strange ~ ~ ~
-----" Brother, I want to leave. "
-----" Which to leave? Wait for you next time, I'll teach you a new song ah. "
------" Good! "
Waved his hand, we do this too.
I think this will not be the last trip to Lijiang, may be next time can still see him? Oh, has nothing to do with people come and go, Lijiang is the same. Lijiang decorated with tourists dream, decorated with tourists in Lijiang Lijiang scenery. Although the time change, Lijiang is also fashionable to wear such clothes as fancy can be arbitrary inner peace, calm, but it had not been changed slightly.
Into the city, I was so surprised at Lijiang, in line with my imagination, but also are so far from my expectations. City is green, ancient markets, but not run-down, feasting after nightfall. . . . . . However, too lively, and commercial excitement. The bustling crowds of tourists, shops dense, tightly connecting bars, a Bobo guides visitors followed the loss of running, his face was written the same look Wu Wu; the vicissitudes of history have been busy city to cover up, wear ring river flow there is no imagination in the quiet, have become more smoke flavor, but added more like flowers and impaired eye Qinhuai River.
I sigh a sigh I came too late.
It's not like I imagined a little girl with the same innocent smile of Lijiang. Tentatively walk let's see it.
Lijiang in the morning from noon start, hair trance is the best pastime. When I first arrived in Lijiang not sleep well, hard to sleep eyes open 7:00 time is already 9:00 of the inn is still empty, standing Xiulou the drying stage, watching the closed door of a month , I began to wonder: this is the rhythm of Lijiang do?
Lazy innkeeper finally pushed open the door to go out without a word of squatting break and sleepy eyes hazy.
"Hey! Wake up ah! What to stay fat?"
"Huh? Strange? Come to Lijiang is not a daze for what?"
"I could not sleep the 。。。。。。"
"You-to-door guy, just arrived in Lijiang, when the morning, over period of time from 8:00, and then ten... Now he is a Shuishui to 12:00, lunch, eat breakfast together."
. . . . . . . . . . Oh, I do not know Can I stay long enough time to gradually adapt to 12:00 to get up life.
Boss Shana and LISA are two beautiful girls in Shanghai, on the road to get to know, along with stray to Lijiang, and then love here, turn down the years, this drive inn, not to white-collar workers to the boss. It sounds to me like the story of the legendary band means that some may be Lijiang is such a free space, everyone has a story behind every door behind are legendary. I do not know them what happened to some stories, make them to give up the city to be here. The Inn's door opened and the opening and closing together, and perhaps another spectacular love story of the beginning has been quietly brewing.
Her boyfriend and the two bosses are good friends, care two bosses greet me properly. When the afternoon, they and their two friends ran off to tea bar chat. Sunny afternoon, three blazing a cup of tea, in fact, my mind is a very pressing, and good afternoon time, far away come here, no walk in Lijiang, wondering if that light off gradually in a cup of cup The green tea in the waste over? Green leaves in the cup, when the upper and lower churn, my heart, like irritable as they no security. Take a look around the guests, they are all like an idle, boring look out the window and found that out the window that is gurgling of flowing water, the breeze blowing thin window of the lantern, state of mind at that moment has changed, and Lijiang in the inadvertently created a kind of atmosphere, a kind of joy and sorrow between the atmosphere between the ,------- a lot of time, language is a kind of weakness, when it comes to describing the feelings of respect, far less than a cup will do tea, a Bay gurgling flow of springs to be more appropriate. At this time pretending to an ecstasy of the beauty petty bourgeoisie Tuosai how Esu, but I can not escape convention held out my eyes blurred cheek and look the depths of water, is not right now I am also a part of the scenic Lijiang it?
After nightfall, LISA shuttle to take me in the streets, narrow paths, soft, wicker, everywhere lights on, bright red lanterns shining on the water, the light and shadow shake Yi, came blowing and singing is the Square Street of the Qing Huo evening. LISA and I Xiangshiyixiao, without any explanation to squeeze into them, and find a nice young man pulled something of the Naxi, a Naxi slowly to keep up with the pace faster and faster pace, holding a stranger's embarrassment was carnival dilute the feeling, I am crazy to follow the melody faster and faster, there is no such selfless long laughter and shouting it?
Slowly darkness thick, Square Street's bonfire party come to a close, this time there will always be a singer called Wood坐在台阶上, inviting voice singing his rock and roll, he sang all right? Seem to be less important, and he himself did not care, listeners who do not care. What attracted him to leave the warmth of Xiamen to a foreign land it? Is the southern town of Lijiang is different from that of the atmosphere do? Is unrestrained laughter Moso girl do? Break through the clouds, or the plateau hot blazing sun? Lijiang free space? Can not sing long, there is the inspectors who come to H-he is gone, he did not noisy nor trouble and put aside guitar and shouts: go home and sleep to喽, come back tomorrow!
Him there is a small girl, has been sitting quietly in his music, Dimeishunyan's left alone, touching the foot of the dog, his unruly red to stand up and waved to listen to customers to leave, she to stand up on the quiet followed behind him, a little tall, wearing a hypertrophy of the cotton skirts, belly high, because she is pregnant. She willingly accompanied him to no fixed abode, no traces horizon, but also a willing for him to give birth to a child. I hope that in her heart, he has been a treasure to her. In this case, the two of them will feel happy bar.
The crowd dispersed, the boss took me to continue to Korea Bank LISA night trip, I'm so envious of her life, freedom of sleeping with the accompanying feelings of her favorite guests a total of Lijiang, a smile to see the guests coming and going silent, staged scenes Love and clutch, Water Alley weeping willow brush on both sides of the water, the red lanterns reflected in the water, the reflection of the waves floating, nearly midnight, Bar Street is still voices, I like the luxury to another confusion of the night. How close to my imagination, corruption was extremely Xiang Yan, wavefront flow. Like a maze of lanes like an extension of out faint sound of guitar, stood in the stone of the bridge, I felt the impulse to want to cry, Lijiang as a thin layer of rice paper, emotional drops on the top moment open to inter-rendering, but do not miss too much and hurt can not be in-depth, this is a gentle hint of where, they strike some of your memories, but refused to be too intense feelings.
We must be too long in the urban life, in addition to scenery and walking, the original has been traveling to some of the things that we ignored, it can be a daze, you can idle gossip, in this ancient town, the trance will not lead to startling The time is to be spend for. I walk around in Lijiang to see the plaque rain Liufang to see everywhere a silver shop in Lijiang to see Miao clothing shops sell, and an owner of a chat from around the country. See the Naxi people dressed in old clothes, sitting quietly drinking tea tea time, I was infected with the Lijiang Wenruan.
Come to Lijiang, how can the mind is not it Wenruan?
Do not be Square Street hustle and bustle of midday, the luxury to Bar Street at night, voice noise, a small shop filled with the business atmosphere of confused ah, that was only the head enveloped in tulle Lijiang only. It was only one aspect of Lijiang. Went to Lijiang to see the depths of relaxation steps, along the flow direction, went where few people getting wild to see the front of the Black Dragon pool came from the Naxi Ren, preferably can have a romantic lost, and silversmiths Bai owner of the shop talk, he handed a drink of your wine, the sun fell in front of his shop, his leisurely start to beat in the Bowl. There is a tie not a tie-in to tell you the story of him and a visitor; see Guangyi Street sanyanjing, feeling behind the quiet noise and see the early morning sunlight on the Square Street of the quartzite, with the clear spring water static quiet around the Lou Xiang, into those who are old and the Mulou painting, watching old Naxi leisurely walk through from the tourists. . . . . Sitting in a rattan rocking chair on the inn closed a Bi Yanjing, and chat with people coming and going, This is the real Lijiang. Lijiang has a Wenruan time.
I asked the boyfriend, will not leave the city of Lijiang as a person? Lijiang enjoy a leisurely morning, from noon to start?
He answered no.
In fact, I have not.
Perhaps we adapt to is the pace of the city and steel Wu Wu rhythm. .
Let Lijiang stay in a dream, stay in the imagination, the stay in the memory of Chen Xiang, the stay in the lanes of the music. May know, boredom one day, when there was a place can be used to take shelter temporarily.
Author: pudding19
