January 19, 2001
Shanghai planes through the gloomy fog, the sun immediately sprinkle on my heart,. I am nervous and excited term of the chest sinking, without reins and lead the hearts of Mercedes-Benz Mustang like me, fly to Shangri-La dream.
Our party of nine to move into by way of Kunming, Lijiang (in order to save costs), began a period of twelve days journey.
8:10 am the plane was due to heavy fog off until 1:00 pm, arrived around 4:00 Kunming (the original Green Lake to see the plan seagulls wasted). Did not think was actually so warm in Kunming, a pedestrian stepped off the plane right away sweat. Cross the bridge to eat the rice noodle dinner, do not even think were very good, with a taste of food in Shanghai. 8:00 pm by the sleeper bus, while sleeping side rushed to Lijiang. Shop narrow, two a shop, the window that the glass cold, fear of falling through the corridor, the night unable to sleep. Middle of the night from the window to see the moon and the stars, the next month Hyun month (lunar calendar 20 a few, Kuaiguo Nian, and should be), the star sky are, lying on the rapid exercise of the highway at the national level, a big Barry, not tell Which stars which stars, who is who.
The next morning, an unprecedented serenity.
Potential vehicle for people like me seethe just fall asleep one night, Lijiang up. 6:30 am or the night Well, a sky full of stars, as well as distortion in the bright half of the west.
On her own in luggage, and a pedestrian silent embarked from New Town to the ancient city. A ten-minute uphill walk was found to be a bridge (too dark days), the next bridge to the one carrying a basket of slender girls compilation ask for directions, girls have received our side of the city. Although Tian Sean still can see girls having a dark complexion. Till parted say goodbye, only to discover that she may have been no older smaller.
Along the river, follow the water, sound, several times asked, and finally find a - the Yi-chan, my home.
Yi-Chan hostels door black, red lanterns are extinguished, and knocked for a long time the door opened the door a girl come. "So early?!" The girl only to our earlier expressed surprise, and it appears that she has long been common for backpackers, but is not concerned with who we are, there is no pre-room.
We are a group of tenants of the earliest Chinese New Year holiday. Selection of the most satisfied with the room, brush teeth wash and rest (sitting on the second floor railing, feet on the first floor of the slope-shaped eaves above). Satisfied.
8:00, morning, and could not wait to out of hostels. Proposed projects with the previous completely different from the dark, gravel alleys reddish dawn twilight, wooden structure houses glow with the vitality of life, people immediately unable to speak. All the subtle to the extreme here, but in particular, I have suffered from Ciqiong, no words to the table. This is probably my most painful moments, unable to convey to you the most in my mind the real feelings; and this might be my most joyful moments of feeling in the hearts of thousands of surf torrents. There are even some more sad, very beautiful sad. Wanted to first went to comfort the hungry stomach, then forgotten, and only want the first ray of sunlight sprinkled on the beauty of the ancient city of Lijiang was shocking sight of intake of the heart. Just 10 minutes, we even had time to go only half lanes, it was making light of a roll of film.
Hostels in front overflow Can not far from there is a spring, called "overflow-Can", the depth of only a few levels down the stairs, put a spring next to the pedestrian a few can supply drinking water bowl. Here there is a hotel "Ah Yat-chan", just the wrong touch when he came in the dark here too.
Numerous small shops do not open the door. To Chiliaozaocan, Rice Vermicelli, and Baba (pronounced "baobao"), and Kunming not the same as the taste of Oh. Call to those who had wanted to work together to end for various reasons but did not take place friends, anger is said that we are all killed (Yeomen).
The sun shine on the earth, all of the shops are open the. We began wandering the streets.
Naxi folk shop merchandise colorful, dazzling, almost all unitary operations, similar to the cottage. There is a lot of arts and crafts shop in the chic table, stood on stage half of the patterns carved a unique wooden tray, wooden scoop, or half of Mao Niugu string necklace, or fragmented strong color contrast handwoven cloth, etc. Do not think that is a decorative ah, shopkeepers can truly be an arts and crafts people, while operating side of a corner in the shop doing handiwork. Sell embroidery shops that look most ancient, a lot of embroidery was acquired from a private garage, is said to every one of Naxi family may only have a (mostly back baby backpack), pattern complexity, a strong national characteristics, some of the acquisition up there is damage, so the good part of the cut down, made a small bag embroidered one by one. Into pieces of embroidery is very expensive, easily hundreds of thousands, had snapped up a few small bags. National costumes and accessories are beautiful, people could not bear to try; bar Chinese and Western, decorative ahead. Almost all signs are in Chinese, English and Naxi pictograph common annotation, gives a wonderful feeling, so you have to admit that this was the exotic, absolutely different from any other place.
Many shops have a big Panmao door, tied with chains on the door frame, like a dog the same way Pan raises.
A beautiful river flowing in from the Old Town of Lijiang and off the river bringing the two sides of the Naxi people. Bluestone paved river channel in the growth of aquatic plants, the Mu Banqiao across the river, bridge brawl flow of clear water, water occasionally drifting across the leaves, and vegetables of the Naxi Ren river, all so that I am intoxicated, I feel that the ideal body in the dream realm. People should live in such a place, life has never been on the case.
Backstreet There are many bars, and many foreigners under a willow by the river idle air tokens of love to drink tea and chat.
A pedestrian along the river Liu Liu Dada came to the "off the door," After this I went to the "Wood House" (Nash, the last toast Prefecture). Wood House is said to be modeled Imperial Palace in Beijing built a clear and concrete, in my view sounds more like the Summer Palace Buddha Pavilion, built on mountains, layer upon layer upon layer, a winding corridor, the direct Banshan Ting. Housing is very three-dimensional cornices, corridors painted with the Han culture is very different, but the difference is where, I am afraid I am a layman.
Fuchu dozens of plum trees in full bloom, Plum, Bach Mai, rouge plum, subtle fragrance bursts coming. From the study on the third floor looking out the window, the distance and the nearby Old Town of Lijiang Yulong Snow Mountain is best eyes. Photographs here to see a washed out, and guides actually exactly the same map.
From the government out of wood only to a bona fide local Naxi Ren neighborhoods. Local people a dark complexion, petite, women's status is high, the men had no say. But do not think they are doing badly Naxi men Oh, Naxi language only passing men, a man's life to be concerned only seven things - chess crane, tea, tobacco and alcohol, all other work undertaken by women. Counterparts immediately fascinated with men, until you see the women with the basket carried on the transport Green threw some cold water before the idea of paving stones may be bar whose consciences are moved.
Can overflow back to eat lunch, take care of Naxi boss at a chicken stew in the afternoon to move into Black Dragon Pool.
Heilongtan is only five minutes away from the city by car, clear lake bottom, Tandi covered with dark green plants, fish during swimming. Although the pond water clear, color is dark, which really might have a black dragon is constantly shuttle. Tanbian can be seen from the most beautiful picture of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, but the transparency of the air is not ideal, Yulong always faint, and standing far away. The first to go back a few have thoroughly enjoyed themselves, and the remaining few were waiting eagerly for the moment the setting sun shines into the Yulong. Lurches violently to feel a bit cooler in the evening, the weather turns cold, a great difference in temperature, and finally go there reportedly did not wait for a very beautiful moment.
Dinner, the boss wife on the side that everyone is put on a pot of chicken soup really made a jump, 9, whereas the poor could not drink half of its.
Body sense of discourse, everyone felt a worthwhile trip. Lijiang is indeed a special place, ancient and avant-garde, old and fresh, refused to retain, sunset and the morning dew, so in harmony, so to harmonious co-existence, and she even made me feel unreal, even really have such a country kept in this world ! I am grateful.
Sleep in this life the best one sense.
Author: calvinke
