Square Street of Lijiang ancient city, is slowly along a small drainage flowing into my eyes. Bluestone paved paths, in the moonlight suffused with little broken pieces of the light. Stars all over the sky, the moon walk through the clouds. Wood to do a house, the roof eaves to the sky Qiao Zhao. Yulong Snow Mountain's snow-melt water along the small drainage twists and turns to the smooth flow of the Square Street, bypassing the street shop front door, bypassing the people behind the house, there would be no need to go far, or wood stone arch bridge bridge which greeted the bridge quietly walked leisurely people. Jie Liangbian of a shop closing before knocking more, and the morning sun just came out, the tables will be re-placed in front of the shop, covered with flowers wallpaper prime. The plateau is always very cold at night, the sun came out, people will wait to "bake the sun." At dawn, through the hotel looked carved out of wood, the ancient city of Lijiang in the morning clear and translucent, the street on both sides of the wooden house patchwork, when ears they sounded in the dim back to the boss last night and a long, long gourd musical instruments Sheng.
In Lijiang, absolutely have to listen to gourd sheng, this instrument from the Dai mildly melodious, lingering in his mouth, a green atmosphere, most suitable for such a small bridges Square Street people. The edge of the willows crooked bridge in the morning people who bind up their sleeves and vegetables, water, Ice cool, and the green vegetables thoroughly green. Lijiang vegetables suction foot of the plateau sunshine and grow strong and full, with dyed green one river drainage Chung-ching, also stained green throughout the winter in Lijiang. In fact, the ancient city of four seasons, and there is not much difference between the small drainage edge of the table under the trees in the summer enjoy the cool people sitting in the winter sitting in the sun baked visitors, the same share the sentiments. But the sentiments in the backdrop of the old wooden pole with bottom rhyme and it looks as if dressed in Lijiang ancient coat of liberals, everyone here, he freely enjoy the fun of tourists, then carved doors and windows, simple but elegant tie-dye, wash those liberals who are "modern" garbage. Qu shui around呀around the ancient city, a street in the city pay a street wandering around with it and saw the old almost always so clear Che-ching, the passage of time, people think that it had been washed in mind.
Every shop in Lijiang, almost, there will be an arts and crafts people around them are boiled out of vegetable dyes, or propylene, sitting in the sun to shop, the holding burin and pen, a small a small amount in the wood , the home-woven cloth on the painting. Sometimes customers come, they will not lift up our heads. Creative Naxi Ren in the carved wooden plate, engraved with their most ancient Dongba hieroglyph. There is no "design" the word, but you will see the work of each shop, there will be a slight difference, the owner say that these are all he has done, means including the design and production patterns are his wooden house in the attic a a pen to complete.
2, bar
Lijiang of bars is one of the places I am most curious about is the so-called "international refugee" to pass the days of places. They are the morning together, went to the bar to find a comfortable seat to sit with on a small bottle of sake in Yunnan specific, they can spend the days of the day they were both comfortable Youziyouwei. People in Lijiang's face, can not be found "fashion" in this highly urbanized and feeling, in more clothes not found in the bar also can not find Square Street bar with its unique temperament beyond the fashion.
Lijiang is a bar like a craftsman's work, just as suddenly one morning, we found that every household up and stuck in front of a similar announcement read, each household can be a uniform place in the street to do bar, so each owner will be starting in their brains, bold free to build their own bar. Tea person who likes a quiet, small street in a secluded corner of a local election, facade Park Pu Susu, which is also Qingqing Yaya, so have the same character, people will come here to drink tea, the owner also With a lot of good friends. Naturally innocent owner, they would be treated as a stacked bar dream warehouse. If the owner likes Hupenghuanyou would be in the bar magnanimously put a long table, friends all over the world, and more than 10 tables, laughing, talking on the side of the story. I think perhaps really have to have such a story, because Square Street bar on every one, looked like are a friendly, kind of enjoyable, as in a tree, the habitat for many, many kinds of birds, and the Each bird had built its own nest.
Called "Bridge Cafe" bar, is a two-tier Mulou, brown wooden wall, in order to come to the bar offers the best drawing board. "Bridge Bar" gathered from around the world travelers, they come at the Yulong Snow Mountain climb over 4680 meters above sea level, after the peak, just here to drink and nostalgia, while leaving ink here. "Good mood" bar, there is a strange smell, like the clown, plus bridge feel.
In that "saba saba" in front of the bar, wearing a string of big wooden beads hanging on the roof big chunks of the tie-dye, there are arbitrarily placed in the Dongba this wood shop, this scenario has been so my imagination, I think it should be one of the most charismatic movie scenes, a family legend about a dyeing the film.
It is said that there is a couple years of the Spanish poet, living in the Square Street of Lijiang on. Up every morning, the wife her husband is ready for the pen and paper while writing poetry while her husband and his wife sat in the Square Street of the bar, watching the coming and going of the passers-by, basking in the sun; whenever the sun sets, Xia Man days when the wife lying in her husband's arms began to read poetry, they are more and more excited, more excited, day after day. Recited every day in her husband's arms to those lines, the wife is convinced that: Tomorrow, the Nobel Prize for Poetry will definitely was born in her husband's pen.
