In June to go to Beijing, then Beijing headquarters from time to time wandering in my life: every day when the weather YAHOO search, always do not forget to see Beijing's temperature; riding the subway, not help think of Beijing's subway (although yes not a good impression); heard around the time someone spoke Mandarin, can not help but careful not to judge Beijing dialect; with a newspaper, read up, and it is the "Beijing Youth Daily" ... ...

When the Summer Palace first thing I think it is very familiar, because there is like a microcosm of the West Lake, it seems familiar Pavilion, Taiwan, House, Pavilion, bridge, lake, for the first time that Beijing really big. Rushed to the Summer Palace, the days will be dusk, empty garden, boundless lake, faint mist, the Royal luxury completely淘尽, they just feel sorry vicissitudes of life, there is a little sad.

The Imperial Palace is another feeling. That is 37.8 degrees Celsius, the Forbidden City surrounding the main hall are not even the trees ... ... next to the tour guide talking about the Hall is used to drain the leading foot, are particularly interested this time to rain. Probably because of our present society is advanced, see the palace of those fine products, actually nothing special feeling, but I really like the ivory goes on seats. Only when I come out from the Forbidden City, Jingshan stand-down look, it broke out to appreciate the majesty of the palace and began to understand some of Beijingers sense of pride.

Beijing Botanical Garden is really worth a visit. Eyeful of green, to a variety of flowers, the most impressive is that Cao Xueqin wrote quietly walking in the houses where the Red House, that's simple environment, the hospital outside a stretch of vegetable plot, a well, there is no Palace of luxury, there is no The exquisite Summer Palace, Tiananmen Square, the noise is not, but here people understand not only quiet but also insular cozy.

The various descriptions of the Great Wall has long been yearning to me it has been a long time, not to make a good man would like to experience a true feeling for nature's son. Standing on the Great Wall, the wind with their own, as if I am the only one between heaven and earth, I was a child of nature, the most beloved child.

After that trip, after returning from the Great Wall have been watered down a lot of excitement, there is no exciting and only bright spot. The Temple of Heaven is a place I prefer, perhaps because there is much less tall, standing at the Temple of Heaven, the head blue sky, foot the earth, I was so small, and the distinct feeling of the Great Wall. But I also like.

Boarded the train south, the heart a kind of relief, and more nostalgic. In Beijing, I will come back.
Author: sinagal