A small bridge, flowing water, others trail, snow-capped mountains, culture, and this is already before I went to Lijiang, the impression in their hearts. Locke said that as Americans age 20 and continue to live in Lijiang Lijiang introduction to the world after it became Lijiang, "Qiang Li flowering wall fragrance." Only because of an unfortunate accident and after natural disasters caused great concern to people, so one of the throngs of visitors pile up Bobo away, big bags of souvenirs to take home, which also no lack of scholars and experts on natural and Lijiang cultural phenomena has been investigated, description. So this has become I've always dreamed of fantasy land of reason.
Lijiang What is this? She is of course a painting, a song. However, after I've been to Lijiang thought that she was a glass of wine, a cup of after many years of aging, integrated sink a thousand years the natural phenomena of the ancient wine culture. When you are wandering alone in the evening in Lijiang's streaky stone stone alley way coming from a distance, Lijiang's unique "non-agricultural bell" ringing to see pairs on the age, gait slow or stop the two sides kept whispering with the Naxi "A milk" (old woman), the smell of wood burning revive a taste of the fragrance, hear the deep, shrouded Naxi ancient music, the kind of pursuit of the long-cozy feeling wells up. It is an indescribable feeling of calm, is a sweet feeling even more than love. She made me open the dusty memory, like a child playing tired, lifeless, the sweet sleeping in the mother's warm embrace of the feeling of security. Of course, she also had tired me drink a glass of wine after the post-dripping carefree, Yu Shui's a pleasurable sensation.
When I stroke, kept trained on the ancient dilapidated walls, the front has emerged out of the year Locke photographs, maybe I was and photographs in a one Naxi "hope Jige" in hand together. History of a sudden pull back over a hundred years ago; maybe I was standing water at bridge, it is a pair of love's "Pan Ji-mei" and "hope Jige" muttered words of love in the place. I immediately left quietly. I hope that there is always quiet, serene.
Saw much of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, will make you sweep away the inert gas, inspired with enthusiasm. As if I became a Naxi guy, eager to conquer the snow-capped mountains, snow suits with white dress girl in my heart, with pure snow brew the world's most clear drinks alcohol, dedicated to those friends who have come.
Almost all people who came to the ancient city of Lijiang, the hearts had an impression of the ancient city of its own. I will be broken feelings stir gently into the small bridge into water. I hope forever into this ancient city in the millennium, and like her beauty, like the mellow!
Source: "Beijing Daily"
Author: datoulang
