Travel notes
Beijing impression
The mountains and rivers are clear and the vegetation turns into spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River;
In my hometown of Changping, old friends are like dim lights;
On a spring night, nothing can be as warm as the clear sky;
In the season of falling flowers, goodbye is still whispered.
Last year I went south to the ancient city of Nanjing; today I went north to the Holy Land of Peiping. Look at the broken walls and ruins, seeping with blood; admiring the lotus flowers filling the lake, showing their fragrance.
ps: There is a limerick at the end~
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First stop: Old Summer Palace
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I expected it to be in ruins, but I never thought it was so desolate. The scattered tiles in the Zhuge Pavilion showed the desolation of the time. The ravage and humiliation that China has suffered in history tells us: those who fall behind will be beaten! The twelve bronze beasts looked at each other ferociously, seeming to be accusing the great powers of their numerous crimes, or perhaps condensing their thoughts in meditation.
It was the "Lotus Festival" when I went there, and I saw thousands of acres of lotus flowers in Qichun Garden, filled with fragrance and fragrance. I hereby take photos to express my beauty.
I happened upon the Chinese Valentine's Day in the Old Summer Palace, with oil-paper umbrellas, love trees, and jigsaw puzzles. I also wrote my blessings on the bright red silk and satin: Love remains unchanged, but love is hard to let go.
Old Summer Palace Photography
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Second stop: National Library
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I took the subway from Huangzhuang, Haidian, four stops away, saved my bag, and entered the country alone. For some unknown reason, several exhibition halls were not open, so I spent a long time visiting the Party and Government History Exhibition Hall and the Famous Manuscripts Exhibition Hall. Then, read for some time with your library card.
Interior view of national map
Staying true to our original aspirations and forging ahead are not only the beliefs of revolutionaries, but also the life principles that our new generation of passionate young people must always abide by and unforgettable.
Manuscripts of famous people
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The third station
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I visited the Nanbo Museum last year, and this year I took advantage of the Chinese Valentine's Day to come to the National Museum. I walked through the exhibition halls from bottom to top, from shallow to deep. Sometimes I would stare at the characters and characters on the murals for a long time, and sometimes I would stare at the glass windows. exhibits for a moment of contemplation. Things belonging to old friends are always so precious.
Interior view of National Museum
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Fourth stop: Zoo
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Metro Line 4, which used to be the zoo on the national map, went to the zoo with Niu Niu the next day. The ticket price was not very expensive, so I bought a pass to see the giant pandas. Niuniu said, "Let's buy something to eat, otherwise we'll be hungry." At that time, I didn't know that it would take a long time to finish the tour, so I boasted, "No need, we'll eat after we finish the tour." It turns out that after visiting the zoo, I was starving to death.
Panda House
When visiting the zoo, I didn’t take many pictures of animals. First, I was afraid that the light or sound of taking pictures would harm the animals. Second, because it was noon when we went, and the animals were all taking a lunch break in their holes, making it inconvenient to take pictures. Niu Niu said that she focused on traveling and was distracted by taking pictures.
animal
I met the Panda Memorial Hall on the road and took some "little giant pandas". Niuniu took some photos for me.
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Fifth stop: Summer Palace
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It rained heavily all morning in Beijing today, and I was helplessly trapped indoors. I met a friend at the Agricultural University at noon. After getting together, my friend suggested going to the Summer Palace to visit the Seventeen-Arch Bridge. It's wonderful, just go!
Take a boat
To get to the Seventeen-Arch Bridge, we had to climb a mountain, but we lacked leg strength, so after some discussion we decided to take a boat. On the boat, I looked at the mountains on both sides of the bank, the continuous green water, the clear waves, and the occasional fish.
There are really seventeen holes in the Seventeen-hole Bridge. If you count them carefully, there is no missing one. It is said that the stone lions on the railings are all strange and the same, and the three people traveling with them all carefully grasped them, and this is indeed the case.
Me and the stone lion
Jiangnan is cold and desolate,
mist and rain are turbulent in Xidan,
the hometown looks to the east by the stream,
it is difficult to do anything with a wave of sleeves.
Dogs and horses hide behind carved railings,
Autumn dew retreats from Pingshan,
Changping sword points to Loulan,
North dances in Yinchuan.
The red lips decorate the clothes,
the willow eyebrows are painted on the robe,
the silver hairpin is tied with tears to Dongguan,
the debt of love is hard to repay.