Spacious car drove through the streets, suddenly returned to Shanghai when the first arrived. Shake sway of the train, distant far from the street, people go up again. I am from the city side to the other side, Hongkou District, Putuo District, Changning District.
Car shake sway, lamps distant far, I am free from the swim. I was traveling alone? This alone in a carriage, surrounded by a strange air, as well as sad songs. All these are travel atmosphere. However, if it is travel, I will be enthusiastic to explore the street, I would curious to observe the crowd, I will be thrilled to savor the feeling of drifting. Alone will not work as it is today to collect even a little familiar.
I was complaining about the traffic chaos. I was complaining about taste different meals. I was complaining about bad attitude of service. I was complaining about people talking mouth like sugar blocks.
Middle had also returned to Beijing, so excited to size up just like the long-awaited friend, had also indulged in the old hutong photographs of plans of how to re-visit Beijing. However, today, I really began, in this life, do not worry too short hurried departure time schedule, how do I actually forgot that I dreamed of Changan's vast Tiananmen Square over the blue sky clouds kites, forget the tea stall shouting bridge and forget to enjoy previously had planned to go to catch do not know the streets, shops and houses.
Or just because I live here, and will ignore all its beauty? I travel to find wandering, looking for stability in life. I travel Bashansheshui the trouble to find beautiful, magnificent memory of the dead has touched the lives of at the moment. But in life as well?
I know that the ancient city has been the need to find such difficulty. In addition to its Forbidden City was the name of repair, do not see any of the vicissitudes of history. Summer Palace in selling expensive tickets. It is the interchange, its high-rise, its fluttering around the slogan has already told people the Universiade, which is the purpose of the modern world, look into the center. Asian Games Village, Tai Yuncun, as well as the future Olympic Village has gradually become and the Forbidden City, Temple of Heaven, the Great Wall as important attractions.
The car in that morning to go out at night but can not find the way to go home because the floor next to the demolished house; the car over there who have said that the house should be torn down, to the Olympic Games; the car said compound The stone lions in front of ruined, and the road widening; Niujie people are saying that the car moved, and Ghost Street to be demolished, and Sanlitun also demolished, and on this winter.
You can not stop a pace of urban development, just as you can not stop time's footsteps, can not make Smoke in the desert, sunset glow, such as blood forever.
Car through the moat, I remember a friend said, beside the hill is the Sui Dynasty garden.
I suddenly remembered a photographer, he said that he himself do is a cause for grief work, he ran the country without nonstop manner, only to rush in front of bulldozers, old buildings for those who photographed many of them became a funerary .
Spacious car drove through the streets, suddenly returned to Shanghai when the first arrived. Shake sway of the train, distant far from the street, people go up again. I am from the city side to the other side, Hongkou District, Putuo District, Changning District.
Car shake sway, lamps distant far, I am free from the swim. I was traveling alone? This alone in a carriage, surrounded by a strange air, as well as sad songs. All these are travel atmosphere. However, if it is travel, I will be enthusiastic to explore the street, I would curious to observe the crowd, I will be thrilled to savor the feeling of drifting. Alone will not work as it is today to collect even a little familiar.
I was complaining about the traffic chaos. I was complaining about taste different meals. I was complaining about bad attitude of service. I was complaining about people talking mouth like sugar blocks.
Middle had also returned to Beijing, so excited to size up just like the long-awaited friend, had also indulged in the old hutong photographs of plans of how to re-visit Beijing. However, today, I really began, in this life, do not worry too short hurried departure time schedule, how do I actually forgot that I dreamed of Changan's vast Tiananmen Square over the blue sky clouds kites, forget the tea stall shouting bridge and forget to enjoy previously had planned to go to catch do not know the streets, shops and houses.
Or just because I live here, and will ignore all its beauty? I travel to find wandering, looking for stability in life. I travel Bashansheshui the trouble to find beautiful, magnificent memory of the dead, moved on a moment's life. But in life as well?
I know that the ancient city has been the need to find such difficulty. In addition to its Forbidden City was the name of repair, do not see any of the vicissitudes of history. Summer Palace in selling expensive tickets. It is the interchange, its high-rise, its fluttering around the slogan has already told people the Universiade, which is the purpose of the modern world, look into the center. Asian Games Village, Tai Yuncun, as well as the future Olympic Village has gradually become and the Forbidden City, Temple of Heaven, the Great Wall as important attractions.
The car in that morning to go out at night but can not find the way to go home because the floor next to the demolished house; the car over there who have said that the house should be torn down, to the Olympic Games; the car said compound The stone lions in front of ruined, and the road widening; Niujie people are saying that the car moved, and Ghost Street to be demolished, and Sanlitun also demolished, and on this winter.
You can not stop a pace of urban development, just as you can not stop time's footsteps, can not make Smoke in the desert, sunset glow, such as blood forever.
Car through the moat, I remember a friend said, beside the hill is the Sui Dynasty garden.
I suddenly remembered a photographer, he said that he himself do is a cause for grief work, he ran the country without nonstop manner, only to rush in front of bulldozers, old buildings for those who photographed many of them became a funerary .
By: GiGi
