Before the end of February, but has been awake most of the morning, smell the fresh smell of spring.
Imagine the weeping willows along the banks after the beginning of bud moist air, my mind is only one city made me feel spring in the southern city of the first arrival, only Hangzhou.
Hastily compiled some essential items, I called Book of youth rushed to the bus stop after the hotel beds for fear of the spring before the start of front of me. I was surprised that, in the North Station waiting for a train, when, Suzhou intermittent ground floor of the rain, as I look forward to in the way. So at this time Sudi, also bathed in a spring rain in the breeze, and so when I arrived at should be the most moist, I can not wait.
High-speed on the speeding car. Has reached the outskirts of Hangzhou. Here is true and Jiangnan elsewhere in rural areas do not pay attention is not much difference. But I was very surprised. The Government has allowed the farmers here, built three-story building, and the style of some of foreignized. In particular, almost every household did the roof top of the tower are both the same Leifeng Pagoda resembles a small building as a small reservoir. imagine Hangzhou, superstition, and depends on the level of the Pagoda, everyone wants in the sunset Nishishita hours, enjoy the beautiful countryside leifeng Xi Zhao, evil and setbacks in the event of more openly spiritual comfort and shelter.
According to the original plan, a taxi to the cultural atmosphere and dazzling neon of the Nanshan Road intersection, so that integration is the most fitting of a complementary mutual needs. Opposite the Central Academy of Fine Arts is one called "Fire cicada" alternative bar. Silver gray solemn heavy metal art architecture and red glass house is pretty sophisticated and some live in peace knowing each other Xiangxi.
I would like to spend the night hidden in the youth hostels in Hangzhou Nanshan Road.
Around a large bar, spacious and a half to see the iron gate of youth hostels. Typical southern farm courtyard, windmills turn slow, flowing water from the drip ... ... there is no courtesy in natural warmth. Properly admitted procedures, to lay down their luggage, and only two in the afternoon more, it is a good time. while walking to rest while enjoying the beautiful scenery, Qingfeng Xu, the lake placid. Lake on a few steps away, next to the "Pan Tianshou" Memorial Hall, and then farther away, there are well-known Fangsong name Street " Qinghefang, "Jiangnan ancient and modern" medicine "," tea "," shop "," home "," art "sinks essence here, the most famous or" Hongdingshangren "Hu Xueyan's" Hu Qing Tong "... ..." Qinghe Square "outside the Drum Tower is the site of Wushan days the wind and said to the Drum Tower in the Town House is also in possession of treasure:" glowing pearl "... ...
Have come full circle, slowly reverting to Nanshan Road. Just the beginning of the next light rain. Optional an arch entrance to the West Lake scenic area. Sat on a wooden bench, it begins to thin people's quiet enjoyment of this romantic, is really the heart plays Habitat should only be the sky. later in the day, the rain is getting stronger. umbrella away. because in the Antique Street has been tasted Hangzhou snacks. At this time the edge of the West Lake, the same delicate delicate Japanese cuisine at this time I was more able to reflect icing on the cake of mind. so I went to the lake the rain the other side of a Japanese restaurant point of eel fried rice, watching the rain flow down along the window glass clear, moderate and carefree.'s mood is clear and transparent ... ...
Boating Lake is really the next day morning. Wind is too big a word, or without a deliberate kind of romantic ambience, something more real. Accidentally heard of a seat of Lin Biao and the underground lake palace, and can not dig. Virtually even by a sense of mystery. pavilion, Santanyinyue ... ... legendary impasse appeared in front of them, they can not tell how much Xian Qi, the estimates are difficult to throw Sunian reasons.
Followed by Yuewang Miao, Longjing tea and asked, Lingyin Temple, Dreaming of the Tiger Spring, Leifeng Pagoda ... ... "asked Longjing tea" is a newly popular a few years out of interactive activities visitors to tea farmers quite a lot of new ideas, but also allows you to fun doing it. As long as you have tea mind, you can follow the bus station side of Taiwan tea farmers in any one sitting Daoshan Zhong tea to talk about a small tea house.
Addition to the "Leifeng Pagoda", the all of the attractions is still genuine, have surprised me, even with the legend since I was a kid read Hangzhou kept in mind to imagine a better fit 11, but also seamless.
To make themselves more authentic look better, specially filling a bottle of spring springs Dreaming of the Tiger, it is a bit sweet, and Liuxiang in the teeth. Longjing tea is said to be the most suitable for the bulbs, however. But as I do regular patrons is the product What's the difference could not come, it is regrettable.
Another point has to say is that the enthusiasm of Hangzhou. In terms of first-class bus station, or standing at the roadside, there will be a warm up, and you have taken the initiative Hangzhou fight slander. The first may be due to awareness of self-expression to protect role, will feel they have misgivings about some of the warm fire. then will they understand it is their own sinister heart of a gentleman's belly of the ferry. They stand on your side, naturally with a smile looking at you, then ask you, where you want to go, followed by patiently guiding you, if you have a map, they will help you little circle on the map until you know how to get where you want to go. So you go to Hangzhou, as long as you can speak Chinese, you will not get lost. which I can definitely guarantee.
Such an Aura city. But with a mellow. Thousands of White Snake Lady Lake absorbed the aura of years. Only this "spiritual" word to describe this city. Soiled the "Aura" Perhaps it was only a coincidence of her opportunity. in such a romantic place, perhaps there have been numerous of the lingering, who knows ... ...
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