Journey to the West in the rest for several days, I finally pick up a pen and wrote this travels. Just returned from trip to Xi'an, the last days of exhaustion in the pressure of cross-God, I was sitting leisurely window, outside of Shanghai warm and comfortable autumn sunshine, the air was filled with the taste of fresh autumn. My mind recalls that memorable trip, remember that old and slightly behind in the city, I think of that thick yellow ground chaotic roar of the Yellow River, remember that the summit of Huashan upright dangerous, all Huangru been a dream flash. More people miss is that this seven-day near misses, memorable experience.
September 30 at noon, when I was panting, the last one went to the railway station and all collections, we plan a fortnight's trip to Xi'an began. Was filled with excitement and vision for the next few days of travel. The way to Xi'an should be very comfortable, and then compare the time of the horrors to come back, then simply called "luxury"!
Time really flies on the train, in the afternoon spent playing cards and chatting. We sleep early at night, and I sleep sleeper for the first time, the body squeeze into a small space, accompanied by the rocking of cars and wheels run over the tracks of the Kacha sound, it is so slowly went to sleep. Morning woke up, feeling a pretty good night's sleep, I refused to rely on them in bed, listening to the walkman, leaned out the window watching the scenery, Man-ya-fashioned. The outside is a completely different scenery and Jiangnan, the train traveling in the vast Central Plains, the roadside passing very ordinary peasant's cottage, has been working in the fields, and embankment spreading to distant lands, a layer of faint mist hanging over there, everything is yellow soil. The train began to passing some sort of a small cave, the wall street as hard as more and more of loess, I know, Shaanxi is coming. Close to noon, approaching stations, and we order No. luggage, and then curiously looked out the window, because we will be here to spend six days time. As the train slowed down more than up outside the house, when I first saw the city wall in Xi'an, we had the station.
In 23 hours later, we stand in the land of Xian - the past can only be seen on the map a distant land border. The same as every train station, as people hurry, and we rushed to the exports. Li Ying, the students and then we, the first thing is to buy tickets in Shanghai, tickets have already sold out, and cattle is very active on the ground to looking for customers that do not have tickets in Shanghai, to the students of the Ying phone, saying that their votes immediately and to contact us. (This is our journey, the beginning of a series of tragic experience, then please look at the things behind)
Xi'an Taxi very strange greeting at the station plaza has refused to take us to the University of Architecture and Technology (our accommodation), before finally pulled 2. However, the difference between Xi'an, the first very cheap, five dollars off fee, and then six Mao jump, so the next few days we have become the main means of transport. One would go to the construction of a large door, Ying students students meet us, (and complicated relationships odd, Ying really magical wand) take us is a Cantonese, were quite good, and quite polite. Since we intend to first went to Yan'an to see Hukou Waterfall, which does not stay two days, so the luggage on his bedroom had.
And all are settled, and have more than 2 pm, and we attend to eat, and rushed straight to the nearest Big Wild Goose Pagoda. Come all the way to see the difference of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda on the head, unlike the south tower has a fine carving, is a khaki-colored, just like the throngs. Later I went to Yan'an Pagoda Hill, found that the tower in Shaanxi are like this, we can see pictures. Great tickets to 20, there is no student tickets, the tower should be 15, in fact, nothing above the tower, it is still a window with a few barbed wire, patrol, and we Dahushangdang. Down a lot of foreigners, everyone smiling, and I think they come from far and a trip to see the broken tower quite silly, and others to collect money Daoshi heart music bloom. No way to mark the construction would come, I hurried from the gap in the fence took Zhang tower looking down the straight road, we go on.
Then we went to the mosque, which I introduced the Internet to see good people quite small. They are all typical of Chinese temple architecture, there are many Muslims wear white hats. They are catching up with the original church, a very severe cough old man with a cane came from us, hastily rush to the hall, main hall is a place to worship, the door filled with shoes, visitors not allowed to enter, I was in the Look at the door craned. Kneeling inside several rows of "white hat", just the old man sat the first one, led chanting "Koran" and what could not understand, sounds like a great Western Asia, the Chinese team to cheer for the road when the Arabs are issued when strange sounds . Looking at these devout believers, and thought about the Islamic world is full of war, they also should be respected the strike. The door stood a few blond, blue-eyed foreigners, woodenly stood watching, his mind was thinking about 9.11 bar.
Get out of Temple, the days have been very dark in. We soon found, an excuse to Muslims near the snack street, ready to open up a taste of exotic belly flavor. Looking for a home shop Chi Baozi clyster dumplings, in fact, like dumplings, soups put in more, there are beef, lamb flavor, may be where to eat spicy Hing, I was what the Commission had no taste to eat out. Out what another person to eat a cake, do not remember. And then eat fried dumpling, the boss Daoshi quite warm, we're not on the up with a big mouth, where the fried dumpling is our deep-fried wonton here than wonton bian of the points. Eating out, we have been saturated, and can not see how the name of the lamb out of string? Street to see one, go to the 60-string, anyway, only two hair string, taste, or hemp, sour plum drink down drink a lot.
"Fond" after, we began the roots of. Drum Tower Street in front of snack quite lively, cries, and a strong smell of smoke mixed together, and the atmosphere quite like the City God Temple. Too far from the Drum Tower and Bell Tower (ancient city in general have these two floor), the middle is a square, we have lights under the two front left a shadow. And then start visiting the most prosperous of the East Street, Xi'an. Main Street East, a good, large shopping malls less, all shops, this road is to move to Shanghai and is also quite appropriate. We walked aimlessly, spend time with other trains. When we tired, and ready to go to the railway station when the Ying to go to the phone, and said that cattle got any tickets. We then arranged to meet at the railway station and the cattle met. When the atmosphere is like an underground trade in the joints, feeling very strange. Later we discovered that this time was on the old when, but it is something in the future and wait for me later.
We took on the 22:10 train separately to Yan'an, votes are bought in Xi'an a few days ago the Trustee, or sleeper, contrary to my surprise, quickly down the sleep.
Until that time, what appears to be carried out very smoothly and we all generally good mood, mental state is also very good. We have thus spent the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival, is not accompanied by family members, but added it is really true stray afar. The train slowly started, Kacha Kacha fled to the Loess Plateau.
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