I used to love to go out one less person I love at home. I would like to leave a day guarding Mom and Dad, do not rush out to drive. Therefore, many well-known scenic or tourist attraction I do not know. My mind is the most clear-cut study from home to my city, the train times and fares start. The first time that Lijiang, not because of her beauty, but because she suffered the tragedy. That is because 96 years of devastating earthquakes, I saw the broken tile Can Yuan Lijiang between the injured's name. Lane later learned that the old Square Street of Lijiang, hardworking and honest Naxi people, Lijiang murals ... ... Lijiang Naxi ancient music has gradually become a complex, long in silence. You want to close.
To the time of Lijiang, Lijiang is a romance of the rain the next, almost without an umbrella in light rain. Strands of rain drift floating on the face, falling into the entry, cool, and Managing Rou Rou's cool, there are girls dressed in costumes from the Naxi ethnic front passes quietly said, and with a shy smile. Lijiang My first impression is feminine and full of gentle women. Black Dragon Tanbian I stood, straining to slap hands kept Tan Li Gu Lulu will take bubble, so, I began to scream the shore together, air bubbles are also as our level of sound And the whole Shu Shu to roll up. Tour guide explained that there is a Heilongtan strange phenomenon, as long as external audio stimulation, it will bubble, since the vortex. I like this game, it allowed me to free and unbridled screaming, and then out loud, no one will look at me with surprised eyes. In the guide, urging the sound all the way to go I'm still Loving to look back to those bearing that in mind, large and small whirlpool and bubble, the Lake is just how amazing the sound greedy Lake.
After the Lijiang earthquake is divided into the new urban area and the old town. Blocks of new city stands a brand-new buildings, has been no indication that she has traces of injuries, and even small scars none. We live in a new city, settled accommodation, I could not wait to rush the Square Street of the world-famous, and I want to see if it is not as beautiful and legendary. Lijiang is a small city, a taxi costs 6 yuan will be able to wear the city, and casually change. Lijiang To my surprise, the tourism industry's prosperity, culture, magic, clean and beautiful environment, ancient, graceful music, the most ... ... I feel comfortable that the Lijiang Old Town are the same regardless of Metro or the clean, tidy , and even than many major cities clean. Just from another difficult and very poor sanitary conditions over the place, in my eyes, Lijiang is undoubtedly a paradise. Lijiang, one can see clean streets and streets of the flowers, I would like on the Lijiang, has no more justification.
Square Street is not just a street, which is the ancient city of Lijiang area, in fact, an ancient city. Red lacquer door, Chasi pretext Inn signs, there is flowing in the streets of Naxi ancient music and gently step in the quartzite-paved streets, the streets flanked by flowers, as well as spend a dancing butterfly ... ... trance you will feel is the wrong time and space, into the distant past a certain age. Like a dream all the same static streets, melodious music, a Cecil, one begins to drill into your eardrums around you is a feeling of eager for many years, you would think they-degree step in a dream, and only occasionally from you passed around like you dress, the same people loudly spoke Mandarin will remind you that you are really just passing through, just a tourist. Like thinking, I suddenly am lost, I have a dream for many years, that is, living in such a place, the original it is called Lijiang. She has been in, and I actually looked for so many years.
Square Street on both sides of the pavement are mostly selling handicrafts and Naxi Ren own kind of spinning striped handwoven cloth, where the shops are mostly in Zhejiang, Guangdong, Hainan, or to outsiders in the business, so simple, hardworking and very little contamination of Naxi Ren The cunning and greed on the habits of businessmen, for their hospitality in their own yard to open the inn also be levied, is not high. Square Street where there is a river, the river winding off from this city, like Venice, but the town and the Jiangnan style is different from the atmosphere she was obviously a lot more than Zhouzhuang and cultural diversity also is prevalent. I like fairy tales into the palace, a careless, like a little girl, always felt the beauty and surprise, a small bridge, flowing water, quartzite Road, weeping willows, lantern, ancient music ... ... but everything I dream of the miss. During the day a child's face Lijiang, Yunnan, there is a strange is "west of the east sunrise Rain", Lijiang is also the case one would have you laughing one you will have you crying, so the face of heavy downpour, you need to fear, a short while , she will use her smile to please you. Lijiang at night is even more style million. A shop a shop in the shuttle, tired went to the river put a WATER LANTERNS, you are standing under the weeping willow, saw his hopes of carrying a WATER LANTERNS way away, and then looked at the whole river is to light up drift full of hope.
Next, listen to Naxi ancient music. Naxi people are a musically talented people, many of the Central Plains have been lost in music, they are well preserved. Some 70 performers are over the age of elderly people who have dedicated sat performances on the stage, I sat in the audience listening with rapt attention, listening to those who have not heard from the wonderful music, listening to how the Tang Yun Tang from their on the tongue and finger slipped out of the. Imagine Emperor Xuanzong smiling, you see waves of love to sit in the Throne, the eyes with the center-whipped sleeves overflowing a gentle, Yang Yuhuan in such dance music inside, eyes stare displaced photo is breathtaking. . . . . . I suddenly remembered a poem: the piece should only be the sky.
Naxi ancient music listening, and then back to let WATER LANTERNS the bridge. All the way along the river is a small bar, you can sit inside the faint light inside, you can sit on the bank under the willows, put a lantern on the table, items with a touch of red wine, listening to the voice of water, weeping willows on your head on the gently caress your hair, and then look at other people's hope that those who crowded WATER LANTERNS how the winds from your feet off, as well as the breeze brought a distance, "Bunun bell" sound, as well as those beautiful legends "Ding Dong Ding Dong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" ... ... This is one of the most wonderful pleasure. Life so that, who needs? No wonder so many literati Lijiang will do, so how could nurture the soil out of the beautiful ordinary children do? I am extremely fortunate to be able to admire the growth and living here, people.
Lijiang is a good place, no matter what way you stay, passing, short lived, or lived long, and she will be warm and friendly to you, her beauty would hesitate Shuanzhu your footsteps. You'll definitely want to stay. I am the way, if I have enough freedom to choose a city to spend my life, I would not hesitate to choose Lijiang. Lijiang is a fullness in my life up and make a place, I would Bangshui door every day to see how a little bit of sun climbed the sky blue as a mirror, and then waited for her to sleep at night, I have a friend sitting in a river edge, on the lantern, drinking a moonlight, do yourself a WATER LANTERNS, send a wish to go rafting. , Or eating just baked "Erkuai" to see the night sky is filled with l'etoile, carefully to find the Big Dipper, imagine that spoon to the direction indicated, those distant friends in the city, entering the dream, or is it still In a net crawl? Lijiang easily accessible, ready to go and see them and see if they still live, I want to get rid of years ago, the kind of life, still in the reinforced concrete of the cold bustling cities, and their expression numb every day, my smile was In Lijiang the next day by day the sun began to stretch. How much I was happy Oh, I live in Lijiang.
However, this can only be a dream many years later. I still live in the cold I do not like cities, only in a dream will see the light of hope over the river gently drift off, only to hear "Bunun bell" Oh my voice, "Ding Dong ~~~~~ jingle ~~~~~"。
Author: shmouse
