Is the fall, and I went to Beijing.
Autumn went to Beijing two years ago, bustling, only swim Xiangshan, Badaling Great Wall and Forbidden City. Emotion at the Royal grandeur, a royal garden can be consumed by one day. Xu Yong of photography since the alley to make out the name of ordinary people's life evoked curiosity, this also heed of.
This is to learn, and can be taught the content and expectations to differ materially, are not interested to listen to, so he had earlier bugger. I first went to the Lama Temple from the nearest residence.
Rise out of the door look at the heavens, the high, blue, cloudless blue sky can be described as spotless. The sun brightly light the roadside stalls, used to sell fruit, and pear persimmon orange barrier neatly; selling tea, alcohol and tobacco; cattle and sheep offal, Yang Xiezai, Dumpling Hall, snack shop; light selling cakes on the There are several, there are palm-size biscuits, small desktop-like cake, Zhang master of the layer-cake, as if the North opened a pasta Expo. Turn the corner, it turned into a alley.
Of a sudden, noisy bazaar on the distance. The whole body suddenly caught up in a quiet and old-fashioned atmosphere. There are wide and narrow alley, but each time can be seen piled foot of a wall of sand, a few new powder wall, parked car covered with the leaves of the board, there is a break baskets, a few junk or bad out of the utensils. The Son of Heaven at the foot of the subjects of the simple life in copy to start with chat under the sun, in the melon shell to draw an arc when flying, in the cage hanging under the eaves, in the empty bottle lying on the windowsill , in the swaying grass roof tiles and window cracks under the rich decorative lines in the briquette.
The Confucius Temple, is now the capital of the library, and then a hundred meters on the east to the Lama Temple. This is a lamasery, always lit butter lamps, Incense smoke everywhere. The Lama Temple with carvings in the name of Buddha and five hundred Arhat Hill. Buddha to the entire root diameter of three meters high 24 meters of white sandal wood carved, the tall and majestic, but the Buddha's first drill into the roof, look up at the, we saw two big white eyeball shake the. I began to suspect that the Buddha nature, why it would resort to such a life to build it a substitute for it? 500 Arhat Mountain at its back, long years, even if covered with glass, Lohan who has also been peeling off the gold coating was almost the same. What would be mortal. Royal Yuan You also become a playground of the civilian population.
Not to "Lu ditch Aria", but for Lu Ditch Bridge The name I have to take a look.
Lu Dian River has no water, and became the driving school's parking lot. Lu ditch the bridge has also become a dead bridge, two loaded screwdriver bars and a sealed, and has become a craft market. Piers remain, but the stone lions on the Qiaolan is the new has come; deck has also been Xiu-Ping, only leaving in the middle of a period of one-meter-wide strips.
Alas and alack, then Lu ditch the bridge was no longer in carry on!
Luzhou ditch away from the bridge, went to the Temple of Heaven.
I do not like the altar altar Taoist temples in Beijing!
There is no serious twilight village, full of bustling; no ancient gas, leaving only a few days off antique to extract the visitors admiring the money pouch.
Monuments not only false, even people have a fake.
From the back door into the Summer Palace on the gatekeeper with the Qing Dynasty clothing. They do not lead the way for visitors to play sedan instead solely on the revenue ticket. Eunuch of the Qing's servile subordination is not, and even the traveling public is pleasant at all. Arrogance to direct the visitors, idle, East West, visiting the swim, Shashi glare.
Sudden cold weather, the Summer Palace of the visitors are also scarce, and can allow me to slowly walk around to see. Garden buildings, mostly lamasery style, I do not know it and the margin of Tibetan Buddhism Yuan He. Turn full circle along the Kunming Lake. The Summer Palace as a whole impressed me the most is that in a willow lake. They grow very thick, far south of the graceful weeping willow's grace. Jiangnan beauty, to the north, Shandong will become an aunt does not begin? Objects from nature, water and land to support one party person; an era of social and economic characteristics, but also created a culture that dynasty. In the North again and again in line with their white horse defended by the Central Plains, but they had to again and again succumbed to the south of civilization, time and again to be assimilated. So Sui Emperor Yang had a second trip to the south, Anhui Beijing, but developed into a Chinese cultural legacy of the Beijing opera. However, wild north and south are all fine I appreciate.
And then went to the Summer Palace, Beihai. Prior to departure, a special trip to look for the Miao Ying Temple of the White Tower.
Miao Ying Temple, not far west of the Forbidden City, because in the repair without opening. Apart with the surrounding homes of the past, I can walk from the alley under the Tazuo.
Sunshine good. According to the White Tower, the India-lining in the blue sky, under a structured. Temple of the things that have a narrow lane, the residents on the back side of the temple wall. This is Beijing's hutongs, history and culture, only the wall separates the emperor and civilians. Open the doors and windows, you can see the turret wall, the patio in the courtyard, you can beheld Baita, palaces. As the old saying that a small hidden in the wild, in the hidden in the city, large hidden in North Korea. The silent thunder is audible here in the office. And civilians is close enough to be, and is also close enough to the emperor, and close enough to modern civilization, and history could be close enough. No wonder the courtyard of the house unwilling to set foot tall building. Point of the coal briquettes, guarding a sub-noise of the flat. If I live in Beijing, will be elected in the courtyard of the alley.
Train all the way Dangzhao Fan Hu in Beijing on the 7th of the saw and heard, such as Shaikang like twisted together, then gradually separation of the layers. Hence the above text.
Unfortunately, always inevitable, I have not experienced the landscape of the suburbs of Beijing does. That regret, that is, every time I go out to the driving force lies.
Is the fall, and I went to Beijing.
Autumn went to Beijing two years ago, bustling, only swim Xiangshan, Badaling Great Wall and Forbidden City. Emotion at the Royal grandeur, a royal garden can be consumed by one day. Xu Yong of photography since the alley to make out the name of ordinary people's life evoked curiosity, this also heed of.
This is to learn, and can be taught the content and expectations to differ materially, are not interested to listen to, so he had earlier bugger. I first went to the Lama Temple from the nearest residence.
Rise out of the door look at the heavens, the high, blue, cloudless blue sky can be described as spotless. The sun brightly light the roadside stalls, used to sell fruit, and pear persimmon orange barrier neatly; selling tea, alcohol and tobacco; cattle and sheep offal, Yang Xiezai, Dumpling Hall, snack shop; light selling cakes on the There are several, there are palm-size biscuits, small desktop-like cake, Zhang master of the layer-cake, as if the North opened a pasta Expo. Turn the corner, it turned into a alley.
Of a sudden, noisy bazaar on the distance. The whole body suddenly caught up in a quiet and old-fashioned atmosphere. There are wide and narrow alley, but each time can be seen piled foot of a wall of sand, a few new powder wall, parked car covered with the leaves of the board, there is a break baskets, a few junk or bad out of the utensils. The Son of Heaven at the foot of the subjects of the simple life in copy to start with chat under the sun, in the melon shell to draw an arc when flying, in the cage hanging under the eaves, in the empty bottle lying on the windowsill , in the swaying grass roof tiles and window cracks under the rich decorative lines in the briquette.
The Confucius Temple, is now the capital of the library, and then a hundred meters on the east to the Lama Temple. This is a lamasery, always lit butter lamps, Incense smoke everywhere. The Lama Temple with carvings in the name of Buddha and five hundred Arhat Hill. Buddha to the entire root diameter of three meters high 24 meters of white sandal wood carved, the tall and majestic, but the Buddha's first drill into the roof, look up at the, we saw two big white eyeball shake the. I began to suspect that the Buddha nature, why it would resort to such a life to build it a substitute for it? 500 Arhat Mountain at its back, long years, even if covered with glass, Lohan who has also been peeling off the gold coating was almost the same. What would be mortal. Royal Yuan You also become a playground of the civilian population.
Not to "Lu ditch Aria", but for Lu Ditch Bridge The name I have to take a look.
Lu Dian River has no water, and became the driving school's parking lot. Lu ditch the bridge has also become a dead bridge, two loaded screwdriver bars and a sealed, and has become a craft market. Piers remain, but the stone lions on the Qiaolan is the new has come; deck has also been Xiu-Ping, only leaving in the middle of a period of one-meter-wide strips.
Alas and alack, then Lu ditch the bridge was no longer in carry on!
Luzhou ditch away from the bridge, went to the Temple of Heaven.
I do not like the altar altar Taoist temples in Beijing!
There is no serious twilight village, full of bustling; no ancient gas, leaving only a few days off antique to extract the visitors admiring the money pouch.
Monuments not only false, even people have a fake.
From the back door into the Summer Palace on the gatekeeper with the Qing Dynasty clothing. They do not lead the way for visitors to play sedan instead solely on the revenue ticket. Eunuch of the Qing's servile subordination is not, and even the traveling public is pleasant at all. Arrogance to direct the visitors, idle, East West, visiting the swim, Shashi glare.
Sudden cold weather, the Summer Palace of the visitors are also scarce, and can allow me to slowly walk around to see. Garden buildings, mostly lamasery style, I do not know it and the margin of Tibetan Buddhism Yuan He. Turn full circle along the Kunming Lake. The Summer Palace as a whole impressed me the most is that in a willow lake. They grow very thick, far south of the graceful weeping willow's grace. Jiangnan beauty, to the north, Shandong will become an aunt does not begin? Objects from nature, water and land to support one party person; an era of social and economic characteristics, but also created a culture that dynasty. In the North again and again in line with their white horse defended by the Central Plains, but they had to again and again succumbed to the south of civilization, time and again to be assimilated. So Sui Emperor Yang had a second trip to the south, Anhui Beijing, but developed into a Chinese cultural legacy of the Beijing opera. However, wild north and south are all fine I appreciate.
And then went to the Summer Palace, Beihai. Prior to departure, a special trip to look for the Miao Ying Temple of the White Tower.
Miao Ying Temple, not far west of the Forbidden City, because in the repair without opening. Apart with the surrounding homes of the past, I can walk from the alley under the Tazuo.
Sunshine good. According to the White Tower, the India-lining in the blue sky, under a structured. Temple of the things that have a narrow lane, the residents on the back side of the temple wall. This is Beijing's hutongs, history and culture, only the wall separates the emperor and civilians. Open the doors and windows, you can see the turret wall, the patio in the courtyard, you can beheld Baita, palaces. As the old saying that a small hidden in the wild, in the hidden in the city, large hidden in North Korea. The silent thunder is audible here in the office. And civilians is close enough to be, and is also close enough to the emperor, and close enough to modern civilization, and history could be close enough. No wonder the courtyard of the house unwilling to set foot tall building. Point of the coal briquettes, guarding a sub-noise of the flat. If I live in Beijing, will be elected in the courtyard of the alley.
Train all the way Dangzhao Fan Hu in Beijing on the 7th of the saw and heard, such as Shaikang like twisted together, then gradually separation of the layers. Hence the above text.
Unfortunately, always inevitable, I have not experienced the landscape of the suburbs of Beijing does. That regret, that is, every time I go out to where the driving force for
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