Lijiang, the first time I heard the word due to the earthquake, the second is from book, "Lost Horizon", a description of the book on the Lijiang charmed me, then went to the map to find, in Yunnan, and that a red uplift of the plateau, the one known as the "plateau Gusu" place, and since then lingering in my mind Lijiang has become a complex, like that dream of Shangri-La, is one I can go to see that, touch to the place, how can one let me echocardiography.
After nearly four hours of flight, I finally to the dream of Shangri-La, altitude sunshine and fresh air at once let me extremely pleasant. To the hotel, to lay down their backpacks, Zhang Lijiang bought a hand-drawn map, can not wait to rushed city, went and found the original I imagined a quiet, serene, as has been developed over the ancient city of Zhouzhuang, as is the bustling of people everywhere, everywhere in the East Babin Drawing T-SHIRT, welding rods hot out of wood engraving, hand-woven clothing, hand-woven bracelet, pendant, I can not help but burst disappointment, the original aspiration of the Shangri-La's broken dream, I had to do as the Romans followed the journey of the Friends teach you shop, walking aimlessly in the streets of Lijiang.
A bit tired, hungry, and bought a bunch of Kao Yumi standing in the river to eat, when suddenly the door across the courtyard Xu Yan flowers attractive to me, so I Ta Guo Shi Itabashi, gently pushing courtyard, the hospital put in a few chairs, a kind of Naxi women are gardening, I said tired, be able to sit will do, her smile said to me, sitting bar, it does not matter. So I just sit back and lazy basking in the sun, eating Kao Yumi, enjoying the leisure travel in the slightest. I seem to be asleep, and in this autumn floral rich Naxi courtyard. Suddenly, Lijiang, in my mind more warmth. Bid farewell with the mistress out of the courtyard and returned to the bustling Square Street, it seems that in a good mood a lot, walk down along the river, listening to the sound of flowing water inside the river, the long grass swaying gently in the water, waterside stands of willow, with the breeze Qing Yang Fu surface, there are those antique shops, exotic bars, "daytime" in Naxi woman, and the 3322 foreign backpackers, and their faces are warm with laughter Italy, that moment I suddenly found that I want to find the feeling of Lijiang.
Unconsciously sunset, the sky are slowly dim down, Lijiang night fell so quietly, and the street bars in the river shore up chairs and tables covered with a blue tie-dye cloth, put on to a variety of flowers, trees and a variety of lanterns are also hung up, that little bit of candlelight and India into the black night, and India into the noisy crowd, but also imprinted in my mind, is the night of Lijiang that kind of charming and moving. Follow the music, I came to the Square Street of the central square, dressed in national costumes of ethnic minority girls and of "Nada Mi" Innocent Steps singing and dancing around the bonfire, full of smiling faces around the campfire, people who know each other hand in hand, side by side, jumping around the ring and cheerful "Guozhuang Dance", I have been infected with a joyful atmosphere, adding to their ranks, song and laughter constantly hovering over the ancient city, happy that at the moment of our common language. An end, really Earned dripping, back bar, point a bottle of "romantic", sitting in autumn wind blowing gently in the river and enjoy the ancient city of intoxicating night, any time in the moonlight flow away quietly. Not far away there are several Naxi girls croon a song with tourists stood a small color WATER LANTERNS, Xu with his own wish, when the lamp is like flowing water, as the man that, like in a dream presentation, melodious Hulusi music came from a distance, that moment really feel Manasarovar. Unconsciously, slightly cold, the crowd has slowly gone, the bar is still a beautiful Naxi young girl smile, a look at the table, two points have been faster, and put on thin coat, with a bit tipsy set foot on the way back to Inn. At a time when the ancient city, are so quiet, no noise during the day, in front of the return on the faint moonlight that fascinated me, perhaps I'll never forget the beauty, I seemed drunk, drunk, in this Lijiang, a beautiful night.
I suddenly thought I once asked a Naxi guide: "Where is the real Shangri-La?", She told me: "Shangri-La exists in every human heart, where do you think the most beautiful, where is your heart Shangri-La." Perhaps this moment of this beautiful plateau Gusu Shangri-La is the plot of my heart.
Author: leahwang
