Travels to write for me was a painful thing. Perhaps you may feel very angry: sitting in Shangri-La site, the gall to not write anything!? Oh, indeed. Trip to Lijiang, from Pier 48 hours is a pain in my : In Kunming and join in groups, the night of the sleeper car made me feel a weekday where the hardships of farmers hurry to get somewhere (in fact this feeling that I usually can understand, but the way to Lijiang, I feel it is time too a). to Lijiang, the thought will soon be integrated into the ancient city of leisurely chic atmosphere, so they announced early in the hearts that we can truly enjoy life, and Who knows peers to bring people from the city's ambition aspirations are still not the sun of the plateau, so, 3 ~ 5 days on foot Tiger Leaping Gorge, Zhongdian Meili Snow Mountain, Lugu Lake and even the Dali have been put on the table (only eat when we can really concentrate on to talk about trip, the plateau clear sky and bright sun, it is a kind of catalyst). the final decision is: the next morning to the Yulong Snow Mountain Scenic Area, and Locke House circle, and then everyone Sanhuo - a group of people kill the bridge straight in preparation for the third day early in the morning to go tiger jump; a group of people thrust backwards to Lijiang, Petty had a Christmas Eve, and then on the third day the day before pulling the hapless Qiu Lin to bridge.

The two of us, is the third team: LYNN because of the sleeper car the day before yesterday's heated debate, mountain sunshine, the plight of Qiu Lin, and Chi Tai Jia to visit the Minister Dayan Naxi Ancient Music will be a little sore head hair thoroughly and low-grade fever sore throat, body weakness an inability to follow the major forces forward, making my "Duozhu" (the title of my friends sent) can only quit the team so that everyone had free rein. In fact, this we go, it truly reflects the self-Lijiang Tourism spirit: I am this person already, then more, even the forums are all irrigation water bucket and watch them on the snow-capped mountains, have to give up hope is not speaking, say, a 16-person group, enough to like me vulnerable debilitating neurological half of more than a week. This country and the people to people already in the days on the mountain in water in the ground in residential areas in the city do not gnaw on the economy on natural places损人不利己things, why do it?

Away in groups, and now sit in this bar room, enjoying the warm sunshine, listening to Huang Shu-chun of the song and the faint but deep drift of jazz, looking around or sitting or standing or lying, or stay in Mix and Xie boss three dogs, I finally Shuliaokouqi. This is the life of Lijiang: no hurry to run spots, do not hurry to see shows, do not hurry to ask the trips, do not hurry to eat dinner early in the. This is the Lijiang of life. and the last ratio, the larger the difference is that: 1) climate (which is nonsense, but have to say); 2) Environment: the shops now seem more numerous than half a year ago, and the ancient city of the International Youth hostels boss also and others to court, if I lose, there may not be maintained. 3) Mood: In fact, this is caused by the first two, but does not it say all their fault, because, after all, I was in Shanghai, the garbage dump spent 8 months ...... the streets of Lijiang, is still as in the past, people coming and going, in the genial sunshine, feeling as in Shanghai's City God Temple, only occasionally drifting across the Yunnan dialect Let me from the "old dream of the sea "and come back to God, and quickly to the surrounding Yunnan, casting a warm smile people, especially those who took a fancy to our drivers. Of course, the party saw the sun sitting on stone bridge wooden bridge in the alley courtyard of the old people, I just feel the smiles never seem to concern ourselves with a trace of affection, as full of envy, which perhaps is the Lijiang given me the only one uncomfortable place! a rattan chair, a blanket, a wire-bound book, an afternoon of bright sun, a blue sky ...... This is what I had in mind thousands of times more than I contemplating retirement health plans. Today, the situation appears at your fingertips in front of me, but the middle there is a thick layer of transparent glass so that I only fly more than once hit the head Sheng Teng.

Lijiang, the year December 24, 2001.
(Multi-good days ah! Particularly remembered almost all of us go to work today ...... Ha ha!)
Author: phil_joe