September 26 (4) last night, my father sent to a person of T104 train, 7 pm start, 9:00 am to Beijing. Gloria hotel stay behind the Kyoto Garden Hotel, 380 yuan / night. This is the first time Xiaowen a faraway place, her eyes glittering in the carriage is to run around, excited. Is also a father for the first time last night, jealously guarding its availability, a person drinking three cans of beer to see Tony Leung's "tricycle", repressed way to commit suicide. Dad is sitting in today's early morning plane arrived, and belongs to tolerance. After lunch, Xiao-wen went to the Temple of Heaven Park, where the bubbles as usual and ignore it is the capital.
Go to Wangfujing night's "Sui Wah House," to eat, point a few Beijing dishes, the taste is not to be commended. When asking directions, there is one sitting in front of eyes Zhi Gougou tuck shops looked in front of middle-aged women, predicted a camel, said: Sui Wah House, not very tasty. I was also because she is crazy. Xiaowen of course, also refused to Beijing cuisine, cried uncle went to the KFC there.
Wangfujing similar to Nanjing Road, is almost piracy. However, the roads are very wide, and stroll up and very proud. The church met, it was a moon had ever mentioned to me, and looked after very moving. Xiaowen walking drink pearl milk tea.
Just bought two packages Crisp Candy came back, and I do not know whether the person on the street is like we are so mean. When approaching hotels, Xiaowen the color Halva, sherbet are sprinkled into the ground.
Beijing Today's weather is very gloomy, the whole street is emissions, the tree also appears dirty. That fight did not know how the Olympic Games documentary film come out: the edge where the sky is blue, the trees are green, but were flushed to.
September 27 (5) Xiao-Wen, today went to Tiananmen Square and the Forbidden City. The weather was very good, but the lower the temperature a little. Xiao-Wen first visited the Chairman Mao Memorial Hall line up, this is the first time she saw the dead. In the Forbidden City, the small Wenla of the Baba, in the past, that was to commit the sin beheaded. Xiaowen favorite drill into those who are iron fence enclosed the relics inside, it is estimated that she wanted a closer look. The afternoon, Xiaowen Haohaodishui a perception in the evening and his father went to eat with the Japanese, and visited the Scitech Plaza. Dad then went to the Sanlitun drinking, watching in Beijing PLMM. Returned, Xiaowen not sleep. Every evening, Xiao-wen will be under his father's threats and intimidation, culminating in the extreme reluctance to enter Beijing's sleep. Xiaowen liked taking pictures, and learned to say "eggplant," smiles on their faces, but must attend father and mother's photo.
September 28 (6) Ch'en, the driver called 10 o'clock to meet us, one to Badaling Great Wall. Memories of the Great Wall or the father, only with many more visitors and more than 10 years ago, my father is a little train ride over, and now can see that it is already run-down station. Days a bit murky, a little something to photography mood, but Xiaowen emotions are very high, one to begin to be themselves "climb" The Great Wall, kicking the back of the visitors were laughing. But later discovered that, after the Great Wall there are too many stairs, we began to hold the mother. Meanwhile, the smaller one will be the usual type as souvenirs. Tickets for the Great Wall is 30 yuan, the upper and lower cable car is that each 60. Xiaowen, when coming down from the cable car straight to say "freehand." Encountered a seemingly come out of Pakistan, a little girl, dark skin, eyes and particularly large, almost 2 children a big surprise, and it's mouth-to-mouth kissed, For them, the friendship does not require the test of time. Dad let Xiaowen ride on his head, whistling a run down the Great Wall, hearts filled with pride. Changping eat rice at noon, there is roast duck, Douhua fish, fish-flavored pork and so on, as long as 103 yuan, I really too cheap. (Daddy's favorite cucumber shoot only 3 million). Then go to the Ding Tomb of Ming Tombs and see Nazuo empty underground palaces, ships bigger than the coffin. What impressed me most, or hills outside the beauties of persimmon tree, fall is painting divisions, starting from the persimmon color, the final written Hui-hung, the picture of Colorful autumn. Back on the road, passing through an apple orchard, with Xiao-Wen went to the mining Fuji apples, and making a lot of interesting photos. Apple 5 yuan a catty, the results taken by 30 pounds! ! !
September 29 (Sun) Xiaowen today to the Summer Palace, where the court shooting photos, eating rice paste balls, run around on the boat and said Xiahe to go swimming, my mother scared closely follow. Yamane Minister invites us to a night to "Jinyang Fanzhuang" eat, Shanxi cuisine, it is best to eat the crispy fried duck bag cake, of course, the most famous, or noodle. Here is a big yard before, there are noodle performances. Take on a sit TAXI, because the driver does not know the road, opened after a one kilometer road, resulting in our dinner, the driver went so far as to come to back of 6 yuan. At once audience sadly, was that the driver was almost moved to tears. Dad and Ch'en, and the moon at night to go after the sea, sat drinking in the lake, the breeze blows the tall poplar hung with semi-round, such as red-orange like the moon, in our leisurely and carefree conversation among the slowly l onwards. At this moment, my father never felt the calm and sweet.
September 30 (a) The exhibition is over, my father may accompany the family to the Lama Temple. Tickets are 25 yuan. Lama Temple is the father of the most favorite temple in Beijing, because there is a very classic heritage collection and the genial master of looking over the statue of Tsongkhapa. Papa quietly prayed for the whole family, but also, very enthusiastic Xiaowen, Jianfo on prayer, Jianfo to donate. Backyard is just a religious ritual, in order to be tranquil and peaceful, so fortunate to see the Panchen Lama, the Panchen Lama the skin white and delicate, a little bit sad eyebrows, wearing a long wig, and my father has also donated 100 yuan to have to ride a lama Xiaowen pictures in my father's head. At noon home to eat the meat pie. Because the Kyoto Court, there are mosquitoes, so the family moved to the Dorset Hotel, 398 yuan during the National Day special, and the Kyoto Court, almost, but the four-star.
Night to Shichahai lotus market, where the time for tourism festival opens. As night fell, the river neon flashes Shengge banquet cruise on the river dance. First went to Yin Dingqiao River's "barbecue season" dinner, it was a halal restaurant, to roast lamb known. Another man named "He's like honey," the honey lamb cheek piece is also a cause tooth Liuxiang. After dinner, the sea has been passed after the former sea, and then fight back to the hotel. Passing the night in the "Regency Palace" (ready-made religious office), then under the red lights You Ming Zhai Men, and the high walls, so that makes me know I am reminded of that awe-inspiring ritual shameless age.
October 1 (2) morning the temperature suddenly dropped a lot of wind blowing into the ground leaves are round and round, Beijing's real autumn arrived, he asked to become more red maple, but also to gradually fall out of the leaves of poplar. Sunlight is very bright, people feel very comfortable feeling, Xiaowen hand Chibi Maruko sugar, in the father side, watching my father write computer. Mouth to say "bad move" could be my father knew that she wanted to press the OFF button.
Xiaowen afternoon nap, and my father and mother go to Beijing's "Lufthansa Shopping Center," said that this is Beijing's most-jae's place, but still for Xiaowen bought a sleeveless dress, his breast is white, embroidered a birds, the back is red, 299 yuan. And then went to Silk Street, stroll a bit, feeling far worse than Shanghai's Xiangyang Lu, and leave too real. But those foreigners do not seem to mind, the obvious Kanjia of supernatural powers.
And her mother sat in the Starbucks coffee drink plus mint ice outside the autumn has been kept shining the wind blowing, dry face, there have been many long-hoped-for acne. Hair disorder, and Xiaowen also woke up, tonight she is destined in the dark inside of the coach kept running. 2002-10-1
Author: bianzuqing
