I have no night life in Beijing, and the evenings are all used to go to bed, at dawn Shuibu Cheng, and 8:00 would have to go to work.
During the day of the time I put the work in exchange for the maintenance of living standards continued to operate the necessary money. Living in Beijing, the largest expenditure, which is to have a can be used to living and sleeping space.
For a one night, I have to pay a one by one during the day.
Each night a different dream, every day is different - looking a little out of it - hard!
Ah, today there is a little bit, not a general.
8 am, his boss gave me a beautiful card, and then we kind to each other some.
15:00, courier sent me a big of a flower - so large that a lot of scary - the language of our colleagues, many of the flowers, very fragrant also very bright.
17:00, I am holding that beam almost large enough to hold a flower, however, got home from work. All head-on encounter people admired the flowers, some of which incidentally also boots my feet have also praise a bit.
21:00, great bouquet which quietly stay in my house, I am a man in the street.
Accordance with the procedure, I go home this moment that is gone, back to that space go for my sleep, a person, we face the very, very brightly colored flowers on a major.
MTR Station exit row with a slipped four or five flower hawkers, their hands full of goods does not add up to a bunch of my family was good-looking.
Subway carrying me to a direction to leave my home more and more distance.
I have decided not to go home tonight, Beijing's night in the end what is satisfactory end, and I suddenly wanted to look at. There are so many people not at home at night, this city must have some places to accommodate them, I would like to know what these places are where?
Dongsishitiao stand down, street-level dark, no I had expected prosperity.
Hong Kong and Macao Center, lobby bar, the singers sing with an anemic.
Arbitrarily multiplied by a bus, walk two stations, is the famous Sanlitun has.
Pacific Century Center. Pacific Department Store has long been closed, sitting next to the Starbucks coffee shop, felt, but the surrounding noise and their own desolate. Time went by, tough.
But I still insist on not to go home this evening and not the face of it a bunch of flowers.
Comfort Inn & Suites behind, there is no irrigation in a dry fountain. Take a step by step along the iron grate, lap, two laps ... ...
The opposite is the western house Loft, and lighting a secret, is still open. Next to the already spicy Workshop closing.
Rolling Stone Disco's in front of gangs came into the team's young men and women, street lights shining on their hair, be long or short, black or yellow.
Sanlitun South Street business deep in this one block, the self-serving manner with flourishing.
10:30, I walk in the middle of Sanlitun North Street intersection, take a road filled with a taxi, such as the river of the crucian carp.
The north all the way visiting the past, a bar in North Street, all in the streets between Menlian at this time, is deafening music.
How noisy it is the music! Walked around all those jubilant crowds of people, loudly talking about, half Chinese and half English.
I am a bit drowsy the beginning, soon insisted to continue with. It seems even in the same city, but also the time difference, and any one time, there are people sleeping, it was the spirit.
I set myself the goal is to stick to 12 points in the street, did not expect to be so hard, just let some people go home the difficulty of almost Qianban Ye big, extremely difficult for!
11:15, I got into a taxi, the drivers had been told the west. I'm going to Shichahai.
Taxis in the city's clogged traffic where slowly moving forward, I looked out the window of the street, from the west Sanlitun, lights gradually dimmed by the Ming.
Cities have been gradually falling asleep, and when I was at home at night, the total is always thinking about the outside lights, I now on the outside, and think it is better better now have to return home.
Family, in a house, Ju Qi, and a quite a few, all went to sleep.
Today - Today is my birthday呀! Some years ago this day, I was born in this city, a ride called River House, where was that place I never been to, only know that inside the city, not far from the beach, when the walls Also, Beijing is also very small it!
Heart side suddenly emerged out of a sincere gratitude to - I have lived so many years, and, and, until now, it still can be regarded as - safely!
Shichahai has long been quiet. Only the West Bank (or known as the Left Bank, in fact, Beijingers have always said, do not say anything about the North-South) Bar Street lighting was also little, mapping the surface of the water at midnight.
Here is much quieter than in Sanlitun, with a bit erratic, a bit strange, the feeling people can not tell.
Chose between the bright lights, and got into the upper corner of the sofa inside. Service to two snacks and a cup of tea, mixed berries gently on the coffee table.
Finally after a 12-point, and people from one into two.
Storm hammer has passed, a careful and watch shop press, is the latest real estate information.
Nights out, soaked in Lake of the bar, carefully study and discuss Beijing's property prices, I am actually amazed at their own would make such a behavior, not thought about the past even if they wish.
A music, simply press the share of real estate swept away, out and shops to open on the bus in Beijing, cruising to windy.
Middle of the night, shining just read one by one real estate to open in the past, which saw the construction of the floor after another, generally speaking, ghost night in Beijing, there is an indescribable happy.
From Ping Street to West Second Ring Road, and then from three-ring on the Fourth Ring, from midnight to early morning pocket, good for a quiet night Beijing!
Down Zaiqu Where is it? I said, let's go home!
Author: Mingkaiyehe
