The flowering season, people will think ofKunmingIn the spring, it is world. And my mind, over from Kunming to the northwest journeyman, landing wrapped clip in the Hengduan MountainsLijiang. On his two visit, where human warmth, snow water Shiba, heart open and wonderful, bears a Koan, a traction again line travel.
I know, the soul of this dream, this moment and how many people linked with, some of them, will meet in the future of Lijiang.
����No stranger to warm.
Wood brother is inn boss, attentive to the bus station to welcome us, help us with our luggage, took us through the deep and narrow alley, his face full of sweat jingying. A bit sorry, but wood brother said nothing, if in ancient Lijiang, the local people's hospitality far more enthusiasm, he just passed a little advanced finish.
His ancestry is Dayan ancient city of Mufu toast, in Lijiang, the surname wood is of the first group, the Lijiang have the right to speak. To lay down their luggage at the hostel, wood brother to a pot of black tea and tea soup treatment, golden, also with extravagance. If several love tea rooms, one day he can drink half a catty Dianhong, that was two of the rooms, but wood brother never mind. The history of Lijiang, in the black wood's population, living as a movie.
This is the second time to Lijiang, after a lapse of 3 years, has been on my mind, in addition to the beauty of the city, it is the interpersonal warmth. People say that Lijiang is the habitat of loneliness, probably more than romance and humanity, art to enrich the soul and comfort, more important is between people nourish each other. The local people, or otherTraveling, came to this city, we are left with a nervous heart in the external world, very easy to understand each other and. Just settle down, I met two fromHebeiThe girl, her generous hearty disposition, eliminate the road when all kinds of strange anxiety. We hang out together, enjoy a variety of snacks, Amoy dish together in the original music shop, drum and song, no wine also indifferent. Even, in a music shop for half an hour, the bicycle shop owner is also somewhat reluctant.
We next door, lived aShanghaiThe man, frustrated and come, live not to, from the guest into the tenant, already half an year, his skin became black with the local people. He said like this, do not think of music in shanghai.
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