Lijiang is my obsession until now all I have been one of the most beautiful place. The road from Dali to Lijiang began to let me spell-binding way excited to Lijiang. In the bus stop reminding staff under the car sat a way to study the ancient city of big. First on the outside looking for houses, this residence is outside the old city, a winding alley, a little old, is a courtyard. Both sides of the house is a wooden wall, two walls are lime. Room, no television, only a dim light. Ablution block in the room next door, an electric water heater, and the courtyard where more is not commensurate with antique furniture, but we say comfortable enough.
Luggage will be put into the Square Street. Lijiang is a place inhabited by the Naxi people, Square Street extending in all directions, and the streets can be seen not in order to attract visitors while wearing national costumes of the old woman, tottering with age and thus appear in the smooth marble board, this large study was the ancient city of foil even more ancient. Ancient tile roof is Qiao Qiao from the Longevity Hill on the look down to see if the tile in Montreal, is quite distinctive. The town's shops, mostly selling handicrafts, decoration multi-purpose wood, very plain. There are many Western-style bar, such as Yangshuo West Street, but more ancient than the West, but also a romantic number, because there are small bridges willow.
The next day, follow the FIT group to the Yulong Snow Mountain. First went to read the Baisha Murals, the early Ming to early Qing Dynasty is said to be a local chieftain who painted wood's request, the content mostly religious, as well as Dongba characters Tingyou style. There is also the elderly Naxi, there are 80 teens, and in the performance Naxi ancient music, the elderly coupled with the old music, the kind of old that is self-evident. And then to Ganhaizi seemed to say that people here have always caused the sea to the stream stream a child bar, so named Ganhaizi. Ganhaizi the water is very shallow, very clear, very ice, blue with the green, the color of a dream; riverbanks and water are yaks, horses, as well as Tibetan clothing, can be rented to sit on the yak photography, Do not have some flavor. Car headed along the Yulong Snow Mountain, vehicle irrepressible people began to ecstasy and wonder. It was as if a thick without the eyes of children who received contaminated clouds, then the net, then the net was like a mirror floating in the blue of the boundless sky in general, it seems you can reach out to touch; the snow-capped Yulong mountain on so quiet Static lying underneath the sky (and later learned the mountain is not snow, but the white fossils, but in no way affect the performance and mood), share of liberty to every tourist is infected. Yamashita is the Montreal blue and yellow flowers, blue! Is the blue sky white clouds rise snow-capped mountains, to bow their heads are green yellow-blue flowers, and a group from a group of sheep, you're hard to tell Where is Where is the land of the days, but do not know where they are. Yulong Snow Mountain is a breathtaking beauty of America is an expression of any language is not in the United States, only the first-hand experience and we have to know.
From Lijiang to Kunming, we take the night train. Lying on the berth, looking out the window, the stars on the dense head. I was the first time and the stars away from them so close, a sky full of stars like a big quilt cover on me, let me sleep at night excitement. Parking on the road for a while, I want to miss this opportunity to come up with glasses, squatting on the ground, it's that look directly at the stars. Star tightly packed together, a bit naughty, a bit close, but also is so low, and finally know "hand-removable and stars," how it was. I could not stand to stand up too much, for fear cloud by. I have never seen more than in the evening more beautiful stars.
People in Lijiang is also very good. The older people like us say "girl, be assured, I also have a child like you, here as in their own homes, like enough." So we with the owner of a hotel watching TV, chatting together. Ate on the Square Street of Lijiang Baba kindly old lady, grass jelly, but the taste is rather strange, do not accept that.
Love of his life so to stay in Lijiang.
But because of time, I did not go to Tiger Leaping Gorge, and Lugu Lake, there is an opportunity we must Zaiqu Lijiang!
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