Because of days off the day the opportunity to begin planning early in a person's travel, in order to relieve the tension of the nerves in two months. Numerous on-line search of information that my people are very strange, and sometimes things impeccable detail, and sometimes Dadalielie, stay away, this time I was the former. Finally, the target locked in Xitang.
On Saturday, nine hours straight on the English writing, my eyes and head teachers are beginning to hair straight, and teachers chatting in Europe and the United States on the usage of a word different, but the thoughts have already flown to 90 km away from the Millennium town. Go home at night to print out the information the day before finishing a moment and carelessly packed a few things to a Bill Bryson's "ha! Little Britain, "stuffed bag, 11 bed recharge your batteries.
Sunday morning, the 9:50 train, Meilong train station in the vicinity of my house and take 20 minutes to go. K823, from Meilong to Jiashan, just 45 minutes, the road was a long overripe in mind. Out of Jiashan railway station, looked around and found no intention of playing cars. So had to walk 10 minutes to the bus stop, sitting in a segment of society Xitang CMB to the door. From here to there is still a scenic road, I called the units of human 3, Second People's Hospital came to the door, this is my aunt and Jiang Jia Dazhai weekly appointment location. To pick my son is her height 1.92 and led me in the narrow capacity of only two people have had a small get behind the wheel. Jiang Jia Dazhai is the kind of very suitable for brewing leisurely mood old house, it was man of the house briefing, Jiang was originally the town house rich family, married four bedrooms and wife, each wife lived an entry. After liberation, the Communist Party back to the house, minutes to the local people. When I saw the second floor of the room goes on carved bed, cherry wood chairs, the room balcony outside the Quartet, as well as the balcony to see a sweet-scented osmanthus trees, I am weeks aunt said: is here any more. Their minds in the evening cherry wood chair can be moved to the terrace sun moon, the moon, Shen Yuan, Old House, laurel ...... I have to hold herself back any yearning of the heart.
Lunch is a prestigious line of "ring tong" to eat: salt and pepper pumpkin, fried meat, snail, and Ling, soybeans, taste good. Here, the boss is a good talker, talking all the time but a trace of the southern rivers and lakes of the shy. Reminds me of the line someone called him "gentle Wanyanhonglie", could not help laughing.
Noon sun baked the town, there is no trace of wind, I Xiangnian Qi Jiang house my room with air-conditioned rooms come, so hurry back in time, thought to myself the other afternoon, when the sun come out to take pictures down fast.
Carved bed in the room much like the previous grandmother goes on at home, very spacious and sleep sideways, sleep on end can be. I opened a great deal of air-conditioning, and accompanied by house incense smell Meimeidishui of a nap. The time had 5:00 wake up, and I grabbed the bag and camera, to capture the afterglow Rain in the corridor in the town. "Yau Yat Chuen," The facade is very visible when it is getting dark, I found it. Because it is Sunday night, the entire restaurant to me, I chose a Da Cici to rely on Jiang's position, just sit down and actually it began to rain outside, so on the opposite side of the corridor hung a misty rain strings of small water curtain. The proprietress is very nice, sent me 4 a rice dumplings, the boss has to give me a ten cups of rice wine aging. Very sensual wine, with a person's mood. A man leaning against the window leaning river, listening to the voice of rain hit the water, I hope to this drunk out, here Cijing can be drunk off this not also a form of relaxation? River under the eaves, every one had a string of lanterns hanging in the darkness into a faint red, truly beautiful.
At this time, cell phone untimely sounded, watching the screen flashing the name, I hesitated trying to get to, want to hang up to answer it according to the key. After a 5 seconds, then the same call, I pick up, say something innocuous words, open some innocuous joke, indistinct polite, innocuous mechanical to receive more care, one will be their own private mailbox, I issued Remove All those who believed the concern, I am bitterly to think, then drink some wine, hang up phone, some people are only suitable to stay in memory.
20 minutes later, I was sitting on a boat on the night Xitang. Two girls are trouble came asking me if I was also living in the river house, one of the Zhu-Hua with a ridiculous hair, long beads have been hanging to the neck, I nodded, but it is worried about a person's In this connection, romantic bathing. Sure enough, two people stuck my link, I had accompanied them for a while, found a pretext fled the. Tonight, I just want one person alone, in this quiet town. Moonlight was a thin cloud cover, revealing a weak weak light shines upon the sleeping town, and I have feelings of quiet companionship.
The next morning, 8:00 was a painful decision, from the bed and get up, wash some later, went to the local people to find a place called the Shuangqiao bean curd and wonton. Today is Monday, sell wonton's grandfather is estimated that there Monday syndrome, and 9 o'clock yet to see his presence. I said to myself talk over the wonton, roaming the land in the town, but still can not find a sale. Had to retrace Shuangqiao, grandfather stove in the l! I've eaten here wonton is the thinnest wonton skin, and I could not help but called a bowl.
Monday morning, there is no tourists, can be seen everywhere in groups of three students of watercolor painting. I bought a block of Fen Zhengrou, sitting next to one of them, intently watching her intently to the same color coated paper, drying in the sun for an hour, lazy way, as fellow kitten home.
Finally, with a bronze, lazy mood, as well as, delicious dumplings a return to Shanghai.
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