Sitting in Sanlitun bar, back to thinking about my Dayan town. There's days where the water, where layers of eaves Alice wings ... ... like children's paintings are ink smudges or bleeding, rippling in the heart, a little bit of melting into the blood ... ...
February 25, 2003, by the first direct flight from Harbin, Kunming, and then transfer to Lijiang. Airport buses are four row seat van, fares 20 yuan, there are passengers and habits. From the airport to the city part of the asphalt road on the chisel out of the mountains, the lights dim light, you can see that the left is the mountain on the right is a deep gorge outside the fence. Lijiang has Metro, Old Town in two parts. Direct access to Metro from the airport road. Did not expect southwest China's border wild land of small towns, the construction of such a large scale. Night coverage, the wide street lined on both sides of buildings, neatly on ordinary houses, with just the right shape is the large and small hotels, as much as can be seen the number of tourism boom. 9 points more, in addition to a place of business hotels are still very few pedestrians even if Liao Morningstar. Down the airport bus and immediately three or four women surrounded over, dark faces, to explore the eyebrows eyes could not conceal the tired, "Why do not chartered to the snow-capped mountains?" "To her state? Santana, jeeps are "... ... have put a Mandarin. Here, like many businessmen to attract visitors. A taxi to the city, six yuan. And driving the master chat, that Lijiang is not the Bank of Communications, the largest is the Agricultural Bank, Bank of operations is said to be agents. The pedestrian streets, more and more together, the master told me, "to the city immediately, Zhuanguo Wan child is."
The ancient city surrounded by brilliantly illuminated, mixed crowd come and go, flash one after another. Going up along the narrow entrance, at the foot of rugged stone road is very smooth, hair and plainer and the extension of the light forward along the Yong Lu. Jie Liangbian Mimizaza are small shops, it is a bit "all the people are friendly" means. The person behind the counter, or watching TV, chatting, or eating, smoking, or Zhimao Yi kids, and some surrounded by tourists look for, and of overcharging ... ... almost every door beams are hung with a cage, the raising of a large black flower of small birds. West river on both sides, rows of red lanterns set off a new green branches, the wind Man Wu. Black colorful streams, Chuanjie around the Lane. The air, crows crow rolling roof, Chang Chi with Alice as if we should fly high fly. Everywhere people, as if to open the General Assembly. Is obviously a very lively scene, but felt very calm, the night was filled with the lazy idle, suddenly appears between the exposure to scene of peace and flourishing Tang Dynasty ... ...
Lijiang is much more than expected to be cold, I grew up in ice and snow, had to endure not live there, just want to immediately curled up in the warm blanket big sleep. Full of lights, all around are the streets, thanks to a good-hearted people lead the way, and soon they arrive at a hundred years old bridge inn. The present is a two-story wooden small building, the building walls Yanxi, doors and windows closed, do not see the light. Fatigue in some people afraid of the dark stranger. Found to have a yard looking the opposite side, two little girls are sitting chatting, one stir up a huge calla lily Punta soft lighting, Ben would have no hesitation in the past. A standard room with no bathroom 20 yuan / night, with a toilet 60 RMB / night. Ordinary election, the air leakage in the four communal bathroom Duoduosuosuo washed a bath of hot water, when I walk barefoot in the yard, and finally have realized that what is "Yeliangrushui."
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Early wake up, facing the window of golden sunshine and blue skies伸了个懒腰yesterday, middle of the night was cold wake of the panic and helplessness made me the first night in Lijiang has become a vivid and memorable.
Author: jiawusi
