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Lijiang Travel Notes

9 July 2020

The most gorgeous luxury

the most Bulliant freedom

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/ wake up,

The idea of ​​a quick trip suddenly popped into my head. I longed to put down my mobile phone, forget about worries and trivialities, and run towards poetry and the distance.

 

Lazy sunlight shines in through the screen window, the floral curtains sway in the wind, and the light and shadow are mottled on the solid wood floor. The cicada outside the window started a new day of life. He decisively turned over and shaved off the beard on his cheeks. In an instant, he felt that all the vicissitudes of life and decadence had been shaved off his face. As for razors, I have always liked the old-fashioned Geely razors. The foam on the face and the sharp blades can reflect the ruggedness and pride of men. Now these fully automatic razors have liberated men’s hands, but they have killed them. hormone secretion, it must be said that this is the weakness of scientific and technological progress.

I booked an individual group tour online and flew to Lijiang at 9:05 pm.

As for why I chose Lijiang? I can’t tell. Maybe it’s because it is the country’s capital of romance, and I want to have a romantic encounter; maybe it’s because of the book “Lost Horizon”, and I want to see if the ancient town of Naxi is as antique, mysterious and beautiful as the author wrote; or maybe it’s because of the dreams. I once planted a seed of Lijiang, and with the nourishment of time, it gradually took root, sprouted, and grew vigorously. I wanted to return to my hometown that I have always dreamed of.

In the evening, I put on my hiking backpack and arrived at Jiangbei Airport with simple luggage. There were no extra clothes or complicated procedures. I just left and waited in the terminal, ready to go. In the departure hall after the epidemic, everyone tried to keep their distance and sat leisurely. The entire hall was relatively quiet, unlike the usual holidays, which were filled with laughter, curses and the smell of instant noodles. Xu Wei's clear and clean voice flowed through the headphones as he flipped through travel magazines aimlessly. I like this feeling. There are no unnecessary ties and no annoying phone calls. I have a free and carefree wanderer's heart and am relaxed and relaxed.

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Not long after, a lady sat next to her. It was unclear whether she was a college student or a white-collar worker. Her delicate face was lightly painted with makeup, and her two eyebrow lines were lightly drawn, like two willow leaves blowing in the wind. There is a light blush on her cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming in spring. A pair of bright big eyes, fluttering between opening and closing, as light and agile as fireflies. She is tall, wearing a white floral skirt and a pair of black low heels.

She sat there quietly, motionless, like a graceful lotus. She was listening to music, checking WeChat from time to time, and the scent of jasmine would come from time to time. Seeing that she was in the same terminal as me, she was probably going to Yunnan as well. I want to find a topic to strike up a conversation, but I don’t know where to start, and I can’t muster the courage. They all say that wine can strengthen courage. I just regret that there is no wine to drink next to me, and I am not courageous.

In the end, time broke the deadlock. Her mobile phone was out of battery and there was no one around, so she had to ask me to borrow a charger. Of course, I owed it to her without any hesitation, and I lent it to her without any hesitation. There was no reason not to lend it to her. A weak woman was alone and helpless. If no one could help her, who would? There is no reason to refuse. If you refuse her, you will refuse the opportunity to be a live thunder feng.

In this way, we started chatting. I don’t remember what I said, nor do I remember much about her. I only remember that she said she was from Chongqing. She works for XX Company in XX County. She used to travel every Spring Festival, but she didn’t go out this year due to the epidemic. She was going crazy at home. She wasn’t very busy during this period, so she took some time to go out and play. We also talked a lot about her work and travel experiences. She asked me what my name was, and I said it was Wang Er. I didn’t want to tell her my real name at the time, nor did I ask her for her WeChat, because we were just passers-by in life, and we didn’t need to take it too seriously. So I borrowed the name of the male protagonist in Wang Xiaobo’s novel "The Golden Age". She laughed, and her smile was like a ray of sunshine. She said, "Isn't it a fake name? How can there be such a name?" I told her seriously that my name is Wang Er, the Wang of the old Wang next door, and the Er of the eldest and second. She was skeptical.

Before boarding the plane and entering the warehouse, she looked back with a smile and said to me, it was a pleasure chatting with you and we will meet again by fate. I raised the corner of my mouth and told her that it was better not to meet her if we were destined to be together.

Along the way, the lights in the cabin were dim, and I wanted to read a book quietly, but the plane bumped violently in the troposphere. Three times I felt like it had hit an unknown object, and the fuselage trembled as if it was about to fall.

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/23:35 pm,

The plane finally landed safely. According to the arrangement of the travel agency, we met the local escort at Exit 1 of Lijiang Station. She would arrange the detailed itinerary for us.

As soon as I left the airport gate, a gust of cold wind hit me. Fortunately, I brought a spring coat (Lijiang is located on a plateau, and the temperature difference between day and night is large, about 7 degrees) . It feels completely different from Sanya Phoenix International Airport. Even in winter, we wear sweaters and down jackets here. In the sky of Hainan Province, you can still feel the scorching heat in summer. You can’t wait. Put on short-sleeved shorts.

 

After seeing the local flag and matching the code, I finally found the organization.

Then we waited for other team members at the door. Within a few minutes, the team members came out. The tour guide arranged the five of us into a van. Then he said: "Go back to the hotel to rest first. A car will pick us up tomorrow morning." In the scenic area, the planned route is to take the Tea Horse Road and Lashihai first.”

On the way back to the hotel, the lights were dim along the way, there were scattered vehicles, and it was so quiet that I could hear the breathing of other people in the car. There are no bright lights and flashing neon lights in our Greater Chongqing; there is no revelry and feasting in the Greater Shanghai. Some are quiet and natural. Maybe they were all tired, so no one spoke during the whole journey. They all stared out the window silently. Only a faint sound was heard. The person in the front passenger seat asked the driver how long it would take until he got to the hotel.

When you go to the hotel and wash up, the hot and cold shower head stimulates the pores of your skin, driving away sleepyheads and making you sleepless. I sat down on the bed and watched an old movie called "The Godfather".

The next morning, I went downstairs to have a quick breakfast and waited for the tour guide to arrive. The reason why I used the word quick was because when I went downstairs, most of the breakfasts were just empty plates. The front desk of the hotel said at night I came down at 7:30, but I was still late. There were only some pickles, porridge, and biscuits left, while the steamed buns, noodles, cakes, eggs, milk, etc. had already been taken away. Sweep.

This is probably the difference between a group tour, a tour group, and a self-driving tour.

Tour groups are large in scale and have a high level of structure, but they are not very free; self-driving tours have a high degree of freedom and can rest as you go, but you need to plan the itinerary; the advantage of breaking up a group is that the itinerary and food and accommodation are arranged, and the degree of freedom is higher, but the conditions of food and accommodation are Not ideal.

The tour guide was very punctual and came not long after. She was a girl. She spoke a not-so-standard Mandarin mixed with a local accent. She was a bit tanned and could not be said to be beautiful, but her facial features were exquisite. As soon as we arrived, we started counting people. Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. After a closer look, this was the girl I met in the terminal last night!

She was wearing a red sports hat today, with a ponytail bouncing on the back of her head. Wearing a light-colored casual clothes, the lines of the clothes wrapped the figure into a smooth figure. Obviously, she also saw me and came to say hello to me. She probably didn't prepare to meet again last night, so she seemed a little surprised and a little reserved today.

She was the first to break the deadlock and said: "Old Wang, my name is Xu Li, from Jasmine Li, just call me Xiao Li. Please take good care of me."

I smiled and replied: "I can't say taking care of you, we just take care of each other. You are alone outside without a boyfriend, so I can be a temporary boyfriend to protect you. But I am a landlubber. If I go to Lashihai to play, you will have to endure it." I'll sit closer. If something happens, I'll count on you to help me."

"No problem, I'll take care of it." She replied with a smile, and then paused, "But then again, I can't hold you back!"

Regarding the name, I have been wondering whether I should tell her that my name is Wang Er. Because, if I tell her now, my name is not Wang Er, my name is so-and-so, it proves that I am not honest enough. Although we met by chance at that time, we will never meet again, and I should not lie to her about a girl! If I am really called Wang Er, I will introduce him seriously as the Wang of Lao Wang next door, the Er of the boss and Lao Er. Would that give her the illusion of being cynical and bohemian?

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/After a few pleasantries,

The tour guide drove us to the Tea Horse Road. Along the way, original songs such as "South of Colorful Clouds", "Snow Mountain Night", "Old City Night", and "Impression of Lijiang" were played in the car. Several people chatted and the atmosphere was good. nature. After driving for about forty minutes, we arrived at our destination.

All tourism projects on the Tea Horse Road are cycling, mainly to experience the life of the caravan and enjoy the scenery along the way.

Xiaoli was a little worried when she heard that the whole journey was horseback riding and there were mountain roads. She asked the tour guide if she could ride part of the horse and part of the car. The tour guide rejected her directly, saying that there were some mountain roads that even a motorcycle could not drive on. I had no choice but to rush the duck and put it on the shelves and bite the bullet. With the help of the groom, we got on the horses one after another. As soon as Xiaoli got on the horse, she swayed from side to side, which made Baoju unhappy. She slipped a few steps, which made her scream in fear. The groom quickly reined in the horse.

Although this road is not the real Tea Horse Road (I checked the relevant information) , it still has the flavor of the Tea Horse Road. There are groups of horses along the way, scattered in an orderly manner. The bells are clear and melodious, reverberating in the intestines. Sitting on horseback, you can hear the whirring of pines and gurgling water; you can see towering century-old trees, green mountain streams and clear springs; you can smell the elegant fragrance of wild flowers and the barbecue aroma of farmhouses.

The horse team walked along the rugged mountain trails, sometimes bumping, sometimes bending, sometimes ups and downs, sometimes walking quickly, sometimes slowly, and they experienced a different kind of fun from riding horses before.

Xiaoli was afraid of riding horses at first, but after riding for a while, she began to enjoy the process. Sometimes she pulls the reins to the left, then to the right. Occasionally, the horse stops to eat grass on the roadside, and she scolds it. It is not allowed to be lazy during working hours. Judging from her tone, it didn't sound like a scolding, it was just soft words and instructions.

When people are in a good mood, it is easier for them to open up and communicate. She talked to me for a while in front of me.

She said to me triumphantly: "I am a very smart person."

I retorted: "Oh, how can you see it?"

She said: "Look! This horse was unruly at first, but now it obeys me obediently."

I replied: "How about I give you a question to test you. If you answer it correctly, I will admit that you are extremely smart."

She said confidently: "No problem!"

"Who are the two most powerful female divers in China?"

"Guo Jingjing and Fu Mingxia."

"No, think again."

"Definitely!"

"Wrong, it should be the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."

"Why?"

"Chinese men understand this very well. The question girls like to ask the most is, if your mother and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first? You said, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are not the ones who dive the most? Hundreds of millions of times, Everything is fine, isn’t it awesome?”

"You're talking nonsense. This doesn't count. Let's ask another question."

"Why do hens cluck and cluck after laying eggs?"

"It's telling the other chickens that this is her baby, asserting sovereignty."

"Wrong! That's because the chicken's butt feels uncomfortable after laying eggs.

She rolled her eyes at me and said I was just bullshitting. I said, can you come up with a reason to prove that I was bullshitting? She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't come up with a reason. How could it be taken out? Chicken himself can't come up with the answer. So, instead of saying in front of me that she was smart, she said she was naturally beautiful.

I still admit this.

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/This ride,

It made a breakthrough in my horse riding skills. In the past, when I played, there was always a groom pulling the reins in front of me, and the horse walked inertly, like a donkey grinding, step by step, without any energy.

The difference this time is that the journey of more than an hour is entirely under my control.

I hold the reins and direct it forward, backward, left, and right, moving quickly and slowly uphill and downhill. The bumpy road is like life, with ups and downs, ups and downs; bitterness and sweetness, constantly intertwined. The horse occasionally eats grass lazily and pulls the rope to stop it; sometimes it hesitates and raises its whip and shouts, and suddenly the horse's hooves rush, running like the wind. It turns out that this is the heroism and courage of singing, riding horses, and wandering around the world. At this moment, I really want to be a man like the wind, free and wandering all over the world.

At this moment, I also understood why Qiao Feng wanted to take A'Zhu away from the hustle and bustle of the world, live in seclusion outside the Great Wall, and live a life of herding horses and sheep in "Dragon Babu".

I compose an impromptu poem:

"With three hundred chapters of Yin Fu in mind, I drink ten cups of wine from my confidant under the candle."

Singing the flute and dancing the sword make business smooth, and the pleasure of grudges spreads all over the world. "

I don’t know if it’s because Xiaoli is riding a mare, or because of the fragrance that permeates her body. Every time I walked a distance, my horse would rub against her horse's back, which affected her riding rhythm.

One time, she finally couldn't help but said coquettishly: "What's wrong with your horse? It's here to interfere with my horse again. Please take it aside and don't let it come back to take advantage of me."

I retorted to her: "Now is a new socialist society, and horses should also enjoy the right to love freely. People need to fall in love, and horses also need to fall in love. Rubbing a horse's back is just like a hug, it is a social etiquette, it is Don’t take advantage of it.”

In reply, she took advantage of me not paying attention and slapped the butt of the horse I was riding. After receiving this slap, the horse was naturally frightened and started to run. Fortunately, I had a little understanding of the essence of horse riding, kicking and kicking. , clamped his legs tightly, tightened the reins, and with a cry, the horse stopped.

I reined in my horse and turned back, saying I wanted to retaliate against her. She was so frightened that she quickly begged for mercy and said mischievously: "Old Wang next door, you are a warm-hearted, helpful and good neighbor, but you have the heart to bully a weak woman with no restraints?"

I was just teasing her, how could I bear to do this to her. I have only been in contact with her for a short time, but I can feel that under her independent, strong, and cheerful appearance, there is a soft, gentle, and kind heart. She can't be said to be as beautiful as a fish or a goose, nor can she be considered as beautiful as a fairy, capable of conquering a country or a city.

However, when she is in a crowded crowd, you can see her at a glance and remember her.

/After the horse riding, the trip is to take a boat trip to Lashihai.

I told Xiaoli that the reason why it is called Lashihai must be because horses and livestock go there to drink water and defecate. Over time, the locals called it Lashihai. However, as the name of the scenic spot is not good-looking, it is homophonic, which is a bad name.

She looked at me with disdain and said, "It can't be that disgusting!" I said, you will know after you go and see it. When we arrived at the beach, we didn’t see many horses, only groups of water ducks and swans. She smiled and said, I said you were wrong. It’s not the horse’s shit. It seems to be the water ducks and swans’ shit. , shit sea. Hahaha.

The sightseeing boat is a "pole boat" that can only seat nine people. Xiaoli asked me to take a boat with her.

"I can't swim. If you fall into the water, I can't save you."

"It's okay, I can swim, I'll pull you!"

"Didn't you say before that you thought I was too heavy and couldn't afford to drag you along?"

"If you can't afford it, the worst possible thing is to sink in together. At least when you cross the Naihe Bridge, there will be people to chat with, so you won't be alone."

"You are in a good mood."

She whispered in my ear with a wicked smile on her face: "Tell you quietly, don't be afraid that I can't drag you down, I will watch you sink."

When we were about to get on the boat, I told her not to sit too far inside, but to sit outside, on the boatman's side.

She asked me why, and I told her it was common sense. Generally, when you go to movie theaters, shopping malls and other public places, you should first take a look at the safe evacuation passages, or sit near the exits, so that if an accident occurs, you can Evacuate immediately. When a fire occurs in a collection hall, the works that are best rescued are often not the most valuable ones, but the ones close to the safe exits.

While we were chatting, she got on the boat. When I was about to get on the boat, a stranger suddenly jumped in the queue, and the boat was just full. Looking at the person who jumped in line, I wanted to throw him into the water to feed the fishes. What I hate most is the kind of unorganized and undisciplined people. That feeling is like queuing up for a meal in the school canteen, finally reaching the window, and just about to take the last spoonful of braised pork in the basin, but unexpectedly, someone who jumped in the queue came and scooped it away.

I waited impatiently for the next boat, boarded it, and went out to sea.

On the way, I heard Xiaoli’s shout from afar: Lao Wang next door, Lao Wang, take a photo of me quickly. As soon as the voice was finished, the Poss was quickly placed. At this time, all the people on their ship, and all the people on our ship, looked at me uniformly, their eyes were like sharp knives. A look of alertness, as if guarding against a thief. One young man even hugged the girl sitting next to him, as if an animal was declaring its territory.

Immediately, I felt how famous "Laowang next door" was .

In Yunnan, what is called the sea are basically lakes. That is because the locals have never gone out to see the real sea, so they call large lakes the sea, such as Lashi Sea and Erhai Lake.

Lashihai is not big, it takes dozens of minutes to go back and forth, and there are no outstanding scenic spots. The only thing that can make people remember is the small vendor selling grilled fish in the middle of the sea. She drove a boat parked in the middle and sold grilled fish for 30-40 yuan a plate. After frying the small fish, she sprinkled pepper, Sichuan peppercorns, salt and chili powder on it. It tasted crispy and delicious. The mouth is fragrant.

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/Today, itinerary is scheduled to go to Shuhe Ancient Town and Lijiang Ancient Town.

As soon as you enter Shuhe Ancient Town, you will see many small vendors selling fruits, including sweet horns, tangerines, melons, kumquats, snake fruit, apples, etc. Some are selling snacks, such as grilled sausages, grilled corn, and fried bait cubes. (In Yunnan, glutinous rice cakes are called bait) , baked potatoes, steamed rice cakes, etc. Some things should be delicious judging by their color and aroma, but when you actually taste them, they are not as good as you imagined, and you may even be a little disappointed.

For example, rice cakes look bright and delicious, but they taste a bit stiff, not as soft as white cakes, and not as moist as fat cakes. For example, the bait block looks crispy and delicious, with a fragrance in your mouth. But when you bite it, you find that it is neither crispy nor crispy, and is as hard as unfermented cold steamed buns. There was also grilled sausage, which was also a bit salty.

This is the gap between ideal and reality. It’s like when you see a beautiful woman walking on the street, judging from her temperament, she is extraordinary; judging from her appearance, she is as beautiful as a fairy. But when you look closely, you find that she smells of cigarette smoke, speaks foul language, and even picks vegetables between her teeth with her fingers.

Therefore, sometimes people cannot just believe in their eyes. It is better not to believe in their eyes than to believe in them. Because Sage Kong believed in his eyes, he was able to misunderstand Yan Hui's difficulties in taking rice out of the earthen pot, let alone you, an ordinary person.

 

/For lunch, I found a restaurant at Shuhe Food Street to eat .

The reason why I say "anything" is because you don't know which one is authentic, which one is special, which one is delicious. There are food trays in front of every restaurant to attract customers, and they all say that their food is the best in this street. , which one is better?

The decoration of each restaurant is unique, reflecting the unique cultural charm of the Naxi people. You can only choose a restaurant based on its size and popularity.

This proves Jonah Berger once wrote in "Contagious" that most consumers have a herd mentality and like to imitate others' ways of doing things. For example, when a movie theater plays a comedy, some people laugh at a seemingly unfunny plot because everyone else laughs. Psychologists call this idea "social proof." Foreign baristas or bartenders often put some money in the tip box for customers. The principle is that if the box is empty, people will think that no one else has tipped, but if they see some money in the box, they will think that everyone else has tipped, so they will throw money.

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I have never been particular about food, nor picky, nor have any taboos. In Yunyang dialect, as long as it is not a dogS, I can eat it, so I asked Xiaoli to order. She ordered two bowls of cross-bridge rice noodles, a plate of Naxi grilled fish, a plate of gorse scrambled eggs, and a plate of Naxi cured pork ribs.

However, when two bowls of cross-bridge rice noodles were served, she shouted that she had ordered more, because one bowl per person was enough. I said, it’s okay, just treat it as a taste of Naxi. If you want more, treat it as contributing to the local tourism economy. She curled her lips and said that she did not contribute to the government or the people, but only contributed to the restaurant owners. I say, be sorry and accept the change. Once you order it, you will be fine with it. As long as the taste is good, it will not be completely ruined.

The dish that came later was not satisfactory. The grilled fish was fried first, then lightly grilled over fire, and then seasoned. Just like Hainan barbecue, fry it first, then grill it and add seasonings. It is far inferior to Wanzhou grilled fish and Wuxi grilled fish. It is not as crispy and tender, and the side dishes are not as refreshing. The pork ribs were also a bit salty, so I didn’t dare to eat more for fear that I would be thirsty in the afternoon. However, the gorse scrambled eggs are not bad, they taste elegant and not greasy or greasy.

 

Shuhe Ancient Town is far less beautiful than Lijiang Ancient Town. After visiting Lijiang Ancient Town, I realized that the ancient towns I had seen before were all just empty talk. Irrigation Ancient town, Purely retro architecture + The local food model is too commercial. The Kuanzhai Alley in Chengdu is better, it has ancient buildings, Antiques, delicacies, and some historical and cultural essences are integrated, such as earwax cleaning, sugar figurine blowing, Sichuan opera singing and other cultural connotations.

The Old Town of Lijiang was built at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. It has a history of more than 800 years. It is a transportation hub for Sichuan, Yunnan and Tibet, and an important town on the Tea Horse Road. It uses Jade Dragon Snow Mountain as the background, water as the soul, and the winding and scattered streets, residential buildings, small bridges and flowing water form a beautiful picture. Its cultural heritage is the result of the Naxi people absorbing Han, Bai, Tibetan and other multi-ethnic cultures. The unique Dongba culture is integrated on every street corner.

Walking on Sifang Street in the center of the ancient city, my ears were filled with the heavy impact of wooden hammers when Naxi men beat handmade pastries, the light polishing sound of silverware craftsmen blowing and soldering silverware, and the desolate sound of horse bells shaking as horses walked through the streets. The sound, the crisp sound of wind chimes hanging on the second floor of the street bar, the melodious Naxi folk songs of the resident singer, and the sound of gurgling streams flowing under the wooden bridges of residential houses.

Stepping on the Flower Language Stone, it is smooth and uneven. You can see the mottled marks on it. Each mark tells a story about the caravan, whether it is happy, miserable, glorious, or lonely. From time to time, there are monks passing by for alms, as well as Bai, Tibetan, black or white people. Everything you see is antique Naxi houses, tulips in bud, willows blowing in the wind, and the fresh willow breeze carries roasted yaks. The meaty aroma of meat, the floral aroma of flower cakes, and the rich milky aroma of highland barley wine.

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/Tour around Lijiang Ancient Town,

There are all kinds of delicacies, including pregnant tofu, eight-treasure pineapple rice, Lijiang glutinous rice cake, Naxi fried rice, Naxi salmon, Naxi pancakes, fried highland barley noodles, stir-fried field snails, stir-fried spicy shrimps, stir-fried black goat trotters, etc. It’s really It makes people unable to eat it. Xiaoli ordered stir-fried squid, added some slate flowers and black goat skin, and ordered stir-fried black goat trotters.

Seeing how she was eating with gusto, I said to her: "You are a girl, why do you eat so much? You are a carnivore, why can't you eat some vegetarian food? You will easily gain weight this way." She said with disdain. : "I'm sorry, no matter how much I eat, I won't get fat." Then he replied to me, "Look, you, a manly man, usually eat a lot, but you don't put on any meat, aren't you wasting the country's food? "

I was about to retort to her, but she changed the subject and asked me to help buy soft drinks.

The store has a variety of freshly squeezed juices: mango juice, pineapple juice, coconut juice, orange juice, strawberry juice, etc. I asked the boss if there was any coconut juice with yellow coconut. He didn’t know what I was talking about, so he hit it twice out of habit. cup. I took a bite and it was from green coconut. Coconuts are divided into green coconuts and yellow coconuts. Green coconuts are sweeter and fresher, while yellow coconuts are richer and more fragrant.

I still remember that in Sanya, Hainan, when I had nothing to do at night, I would occasionally buy two frozen coconuts (general small shops sell them for 3-5 yuan/piece, and scenic spots cost 10 yuan/piece), and thenMake an appointment with Brother Li and drive to "Dadonghai" .

Sitting on the beach, the sea breeze wraps around the body, and the sound of crashing waves, the roar of seagulls, and the cheers of the crowd can be heard from time to time. The endless coastline and the golden sunset are all in sight, which can make people forget all about life and work in an instant. of worries and enjoy that moment of tranquility.

We wore shorts and sat on the beach, chatting about past stories and future ideals.

Brother Li used to be a gangster in Zhongshan. He opened a casino with his elder brother, made loan sharks, and also worked as a pimp and a young lady. In his words, he eats well, drinks spicy food, and lives a life like a fairy. If he doesn’t spend ten thousand or twenty thousand a day, he feels like money will jump around in his pocket like a crucian carp. Later, there was an elder brother from the Northeast who was also a gangster and opened a casino on their territory. His elder brother negotiated with them several times, but the results were not ideal. The people from the Northeast take advantage of their large numbers and the presence of people in the officialdom, and they have made it clear that they want to squeeze in and seize resources. Isn't this the same as being affiliated with a noodle shop?

His eldest brother was so angry that he asked Brother Li and two other key members to go and rob the casino with gunpowder guns. They robbed more than 1 million and injured a bodyguard who was watching the scene. After the robbery, the three of them divided the money, left Zhongshan, fled to different places, and were eventually arrested one after another. Before committing the crime, the three of them unanimously agreed that they were the masterminds, so they took all the blame and were sentenced to many years.

In prison, Brother Li met my brother's friend, Brother Chen. They looked after each other, shared joys and sorrows, and established a profound revolutionary friendship.

Brother Chen was released from prison first and went to Hainan alone. Because he had no diploma and a criminal record, he had no legitimate and suitable job. I started as a small worker on a construction site, then became a small contractor, then a large contractor, and then a construction boss. Later, Brother Li was released from prison and went to Hainan to join Brother Chen. At a dinner, Brother Chen introduced him to my brother again, and a small circle was formed.

Every time I talk about the swordsmanship and the glorious years in the past, I can see that Brother Li is in high spirits, his eyes are shining, and his eyebrows seem to be flying. He kept telling me that brothers at that time were about loyalty and friendship, unlike friends now who only care about interests. In addition to the story of Zhongshan, he also told me the story of old Yunyang’s Thirteen Taibao, big and small killings.

I remember one time, he asked my brother and I to go to a seafood restaurant for dinner, saying that he had a few friends who came to Hainan for a trip and it would be fun. During the meal, Brother Li and I went to the bathroom, and he said to me, "Don't look at my The three friends were gentle and one of them even wore glasses. They were famous thugs in Guangdong. They once beat more than 60 people and escaped unscathed, becoming famous in one battle.

Back at the dinner table, I asked my brother if it was true. My brother nodded.

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/ is lost in thought,

Xiaoli said that when she came to Lijiang, she was in a hurry and forgot to bring sunscreen, and her skin was sunburned by ultraviolet rays. I leaned over and took a look, and sure enough, two patches of the fair skin on her arms were sunburned.

Lijiang has a plateau climate. You will feel hot when you are under the sun, and you will feel a little cool when you are in the shade. It is hot when the sun comes out, but cool when the wind blows. The air is very dry, your skin can feel a little tighter, and if you blow your nose, you'll notice it's bloodshot.

I jokingly said to her: "If you apply such thick powder, isn't it just a sunscreen?"

She pouted and said, "I'm just wearing light makeup, okay? What do you mean?"

I pretended to be surprised, leaned over and took another look, and said with a smile, "Oh, it turns out the layer outside is not powder, it's dust from the road."She then gave up.

A girl seems to reject any boy saying anything about her beauty, the opposite of pretty?

After coming out of Lijiang Old Town, I accompanied Xiaoli to buy sunscreen and sunglasses, and walked along Qixing Street, talking and laughing. In the evening, I stayed in the hotel, turned on the TV, and wrote and talked on my mobile phone. In the middle of the night, Xiaoli sent me a WeChat message saying that she couldn't sleep and wanted to go to the bar for a drink.

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"Little girl, it's late at night. What are you drinking? Go to bed early. We have to go to Dali tomorrow."

"When you come to Lijiang and don't go to the bars, wouldn't it be a lifelong regret? You're a grown man's family, what are you afraid of? You're not afraid of a beautiful woman like me, but you're still afraid that I'll eat you?"

"Okay, let's see who wins and eats tonight!"

Walking along Qixing Street towards Lijiang Old Town, the night view of Lijiang is not beautiful. There are no high-rise buildings and colorful lanterns, and there is no feasting, singing and dancing carnival. It is as lively in a small area as a village.

In Lijiang, there are no super large shopping malls or entertainment clubs. I wonder how the locals spend their nightlife? Perhaps, in addition to Internet cafes, bars are the best place for young people to kill boring time, which is also the origin of the city of romance.

This is just like in ancient times, why did the ancients have many children and grandchildren? Because in ancient times there were no lighting bulbs, no KTV, no bars, no Internet cafes, no night market stalls, and no mahjong or poker. If you say you don't sleep, what can you do? If you don't create humans while you sleep, what can you do?

of course there are exceptions.

For example, many poets and lyricists used the time when others were sleeping and making people to listen to the wind, the rain, the moon, and the snow. They wrote a series of classics and became celebrities that have been passed down through the ages. For example, Mi Fu's "Listen to the rain outside the window at night and talk about Bashan, and then enter the Xiaoxiang water among the bamboos." Yang Weizhen's "I lie down in the small building listening to the rain every day, and the light clouds pass by the curtain."Bai Juyi's "Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow. "

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Reminds me of a sentence in Li Shanglong's "You Either Stand Out or Get Out": " There is nothing in this world that happens for no reason, but it is the inevitable result of careful preparation." Also reminds me of Susan Kuang's "Slash Youth". The concept of "slash" originated from a book written by New York Times columnist Marcy Elpol in 2007. The book mentioned that more and more young people nowadays No longer satisfied with a single-vocational lifestyle, but experience a richer and more diversified life through multiple professions.

"The core of slash youth, they are a group of people who have strong self-control, have experienced long-term self-investment and accumulation, and have some core competitiveness."

Everyone, every day We need to eat, drink, defecate, urinate and sleep 24 hours a day. The gap between people is often widened by their spare time and fragmented time. You are surfing the Internet, watching TV series, playing cards, while he is reading books, attending classes and studying. Excellent people are not scary. What is scary is that excellent people work harder than you.

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/I have been thinking about a question: What is the "meaning" of life?

There is a classic line in "The Pianist on the Sea": "Keys are limited, people are infinite, and the music created by people is also infinite."

Are people really infinite? Man, in front of nature, from a physical point of view, we cannot exceed the speed of light; from a biological point of view, the human body cannot photosynthesize; from a social point of view, the bottom line of the law cannot be touched; from a pathological point of view, it is still Cancer cannot be defeated.

Once, I told a friend that people must work hard and make money, otherwise they cannot support their families, and if they get sick one day, they will not have money for medical treatment. He said flatly, if you don’t have money for treatment, then don’t do it.

I woke up from a dream. Yes, why should we be obsessed with greed for life?

No matter whether plants or animals, there will be a cycle of life, and the end is just a matter of time. Life is impermanent, all accidents are unpredictable, and all tomorrows cannot be calculated. Instead of worrying about the future, it is better to live every day with your heart. Death is not scary. What is scary is that when death comes, you suddenly find that you still have a lot of things to do. No matter how much money or power you have, what's the use?

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The largest bars in Lijiang Old Town are "One Meter Sunshine and Sakura House".

"One meter of sunshine" Origin of the name: According to legend, the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in Lijiang, Yunnan is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and only during the autumnal equinox every year will a one-meter-long ray of sunlight shine down. Anyone who is bathed in this "one-meter ray of sunlight" can go to the "Jade Dragon Third Kingdom" and gain eternal happiness and joy. Yulong Third Kingdom is a sacred place admired by the Naxi people for generations. It is the embodiment of paradise on earth and the kingdom that people yearn for in their hearts.

The Dongba Sutra records:

It is a mountainous country shrouded in white clouds, with endless silks and satins, endless fresh fruit and treasures, endless wine and sweet milk, endless gold and silver balls, flaming spotted tigers for riding, and silver-horned deer. Come to cultivate, the broad-eared fox serves as a hunting dog, and the golden pheasant comes to announce the dawn. Lovers who love each other will never be separated there, life will be young forever there, there are no mosquitoes or flies, there are no malicious words, there are morning mist and flowing clouds as curtains, green grass and flowers as carpets, and the sun, moon and stars as bright lights.

"Sakura House"It is said that it is also the place where the founder of Bar Street fell in love.

In Lijiang, every bar has a story, just like their Dongba culture, full of mystery. (In Yunyang, the bar with the most story is undoubtedly Nomad Langcuo. Whether it is hard decoration, soft decoration, or the boss and waiter, any one you choose has a story)

We went to Sakuraya and were attracted by the resident singer inside.

A girl in her 20s sang a Naxi folk song . The lyrics could not be heard clearly, but the melody was very beautiful. She looks pretty, has a slender figure, and sings with a unique, graceful and melodious voice.

The interior decoration of Sakura House is quite warm. The whole house is made of wood, with wooden tables and chairs, giving it an antique feel. Each table has a bouquet of flowers placed in glass bottles of different shapes. Various Naxi ethnic items are placed in the hall. Under the bright lights, various flowers and plants are in full bloom, exuding a charming fragrance.

We found a seat by the window and sat down. Looking out the window, we could see the green tiles of the wooden house covered with a layer of moonlight, the willows swaying in the wind and the stream slowly flowing under the wooden bridge.

"What do you want to drink? The store has Dali V6, Dali V8, Fenghuaxueyue, Xuehua, Qingdao, but not Shancheng."

"Just drink Fenghuaxueyue. If you don't drink it here, I'm sorry for the name."

"OK!"

After that, I asked the waiter to come over, and then ordered some snacks and platters.

At the beginning, we were a little reluctant to let go and seemed a little restrained. We just clinked glasses and chatted casually. Many topics were discussed briefly, but only after a brief taste. After a few bottles of wine were down, the conversation slowly opened up thanks to the ambiguous atmosphere in the hall and the tender ballads performed by the home singers.

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—07 —

 

/Fenghuaxueyue tastes really good. I’ve had it in Nomad Langcuo before.

It is not as sour as Guobin's, not as pure as Wusu's, and not as strong as Qingdao's. After one sip, your mouth is filled with the fragrance of malt, and the alcohol blend is just right, neither strong nor light.

After drinking a few drinks, I started to apply it on my face, which turned slightly red, and I could feel the burning sensation on my skin. It is said that people with swollen face have a good drinking capacity, which is just an excuse for others to persuade others to drink. The liver function of people with swollen face lacks an enzyme that can dissolve alcohol, so the alcohol flows to the skin. Xiaoli also had some facial expressions, with a few red clouds flying on her fair cheeks, and the colorful lights shone on them, making them as bright as peach blossoms.

As we communicated, I learned that Xiaoli came from a scholarly family, her grandparents were teachers, her father worked in a workplace, and her mother worked in a bank. Married and divorced, I have a three-year-old daughter by myself. When I go to work, the old man helps take care of the child. I was surprised when I heard that she was a mother, because there was no trace of time or maturity on her face. She still looked like a child. Quirky, naughty and cute.

For example, in the afternoon, the stockings she wore were slippery. I said it was due to excessive plastic tension. She said she didn’t understand, which she definitely didn’t understand, because it was a technical term for civil engineering, so she asked me to explain. I said, it’s because your thighs are too thick and your stockings are bursting. Then she would pout and kill me with her eyes.

For another example, we were walking on Qixing Street and met a man begging on the street. She threw five yuan to him.

I said: "You help him, why not help me? Maybe in the next night, he will be in a suit and leather shoes, going to high-end places. Or, the money you gave him will flow into the pockets of the trafficking gangs at night, and you will become their indirect of funders.”

She looked at me with disdain: "Why are your thoughts so evil? Where are there so many bad people in society? Even if he is fake, I would rather be a person like Liu Ye in "Lao Pao", because There is always a chance to help someone in need.”

Do you think this is something a mother can say? The idea is so innocent and romantic.

Seeing my surprised expression, she thought I didn't believe her, so she got a little excited and repeated, I really have a three-year-old daughter. you do not believe? Let me show you the C-section scar on my belly.

Before he finished speaking, he came over and picked up the T-shirt to show me. Normally, I would definitely stop her behavior, but at that time, I don’t know whether it was out of curiosity or the effect of alcohol. Not only did I not stop it, I actually touched and stroked the flesh-like strip with my index finger. Insect scar. Xiaoli held the clothes in her left hand, and her slightly trembling right hand held my stroking fingers. Then he returned to his seat with a blushing face.

No wonder Yi Zhongtian once said in "Talk about Chinese" that if smoking can open up a situation, then wine can break down the boundaries. Traditional Chinese society is a hierarchical society, which pays attention to the distinction between inside and outside, the difference between closeness and distance, the order of elders and younger ones, and the hierarchy of noble and humble. If you exceed this, it will be disrespectful. The most effective way to eliminate them is wine. Therefore, the reputation of wine is not good. For example, it can be seen from the idioms: fair-weather friends, drunkards and women, drunkards and women, drunkenness and wealth.

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/To lighten the mood, we talked about hobbies again.

She asked me which ones? I said my biggest hobbies are reading, traveling, watching movies, and playing games. I also reviewed my heroic deeds from playing Legend, Legend 3, CS, Zhu Xian, and Jian Wang 3. How to build a gang, how to occupy the BOSS, how to defeat the enemy gang until they surrender, how to get the only equipment in the area, how to use the best equipment in the area without spending a penny, etc. She obviously doesn't like games very much. Although she listens with a smile and nods occasionally, her participation is very low because she can only play Dance Dance.

We changed the topic and talked about "Reading" and "Novel" .

She suddenly became interested and said that she liked Jin Yong, Gu Long, Liang Yusheng, Ni Kuang and other writers the most. When she was in high school, she often hid them in her schoolbag and secretly read them. It is said that although his writing does not have the majesty of Jin Yong or the elegance and righteousness of Liang Yusheng, it is very strange and unique. I said, I prefer Jin Yong. Then, we made a detailed comparative analysis of Jin Yong, Liang Yusheng, and Gu Long using the plots and characters of the novels.

The difference between the three:

One is weapons. Liang Yusheng’s favorite and best written about swords; Gu Long’s favorite and best written about knives; Jin Yong’s about fists and palms. The second is to take action. Liang Yusheng's characters, no matter what kind of weapon they are, will have exquisite and even perfect moves; in Gu Long's book, when he is proficient, he has no move at all and can kill with one blow; the characters in Jin Yong's works often focus on internal strength, wisdom and martial arts . The third is the sect. In Liang's writings, important sects and famous sects must be superior in skills, and their boxing classics and sword manuals are passed down to later generations; in Gu's writings, those with high martial arts skills are often without any sects, just like lonely ghosts; in Jin's writings, sects Although important, great heroes do not come from famous families. They are young knights who have many adventures and eventually become masters.

Especially when I talk about the characters in Gu Long's novels, most of them are wild and unruly. One likes wine, the other likes women, the third likes friends, and the fourth likes loneliness. She thought that I had talked about the essence of Gu Long's novels, and she had to have sex with me, as if this could prove that she and I were the same kind.

After a bottle of wine, coupled with the alcohol catalyzed by the previous one, I took advantage of the alcohol and asked her, how did she and her ex-husband meet?

She said: "It's a very simple acquaintance process. Because we are high school classmates and live close to each other, we started to play friends in high school. He is not very handsome, but he is also pleasing to the eye, and even a little bad. When I was in college, I was always there I studied in Chongqing University Town, separated and reunited many times, and finally got married." Then he said to me with a confused smile: "I gave up a large forest and a lot of suitors for him."

I curiously asked her again, what moved you? What was the thing he did that moved you the most?

She said thoughtfully: "In my memory, he doesn't seem to have done anything that is unforgettable to me. He started to act like friends and felt that everything was fine with him, even if it was just because of one of his A look, a smile, a hug, and a phone call all made me happy. Over time, it became a habit. I am a traditional person who believes that if you like someone, you should stay together for the rest of your life. "

 

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I smiled and said to her, "Girl, you are so easy to deceive."

She rolled her eyes at me, then blinked and asked me curiously: "Have you ever done anything that moved a girl?"

I said, "Of course!"

/Once in college,

The dormitory was closed in the middle of the night, and my girlfriend said she was hungry. I climbed down along the sewer pipe from the second floor of the dormitory, then climbed over the school wall and went out to buy her a midnight snack. He handed it to her through the window of the building and bought one for each of her roommates. The girls in other classes on the first floor are extremely envious.

/Another time, also in the middle of the night, my girlfriend sent me a text message saying that she was scalded by boiling water. I immediately went out to buy her a burn ointment. Because many boys had climbed down the sewer pipe from the second floor and were discovered by the teachers patrolling the school, they installed a burglar-proof net on the window, so the only way out was through the main door. The dormitory manager had already closed the main door, so I appealed to his emotions and reason, and then bought ten packs of cigarettes from him, and he let me out. I went to many pharmacies, but they were all closed at that time. I was sweating profusely from the heat, so I finally went to the hospital to buy medicine and sent it to her. It was already early morning when I returned to the dormitory. A little after 2 o'clock.

/ Another time, I led my roommates to participate in a national entrepreneurship competition at school and won Three projects were established, and each person received 15,000 yuan. The first thing he did with the money was to buy a platinum ring for his girlfriend. .

She said with disdain: "You must be lying! It feels like the plot of a novel."

I said to her in a pretense of shock: "Don't think that the things you haven't enjoyed don't exist. Don't say the grapes are sour because you can't eat them."

Through communication, it can be seen that Xiaoli is a girl who pursues simplicity and happiness. She is also a girl who follows the rules and has a pure heart. At that time, I was thinking, what great deeds did his ex-husband do in his previous life, and what kind of virtue did he accumulate to be able to marry her in this life?

Xiaoli told me, " Love can often withstand wind and rain, but it cannot withstand the ordinary."

During the year after the divorce, I was in so much pain that I cried every day. Because, in her world, her husband and children are everything in her life. A world without them would be impossible to breathe and survive.

I told her, no matter who you meet or marry, he is the person you are destined to be, it is inevitable by chance. In this experience, he will definitely teach you something, even if it is strength after sadness, even if it is indifference after sincerity, even if it is persistence after determination.

The reason why you feel uncomfortable is because you invested all your time and energy, but in the end you failed to get what you wanted, such as his sincerity and his love. It feels like buying a lottery ticket and spending money all the time. I have never won a single purchase, even a small prize of 10 yuan. But you fantasize that sooner or later you will win once, keep giving, and keep losing. What's more, this kind of loss is superimposed.

She took a sip of wine and continued, "Later, I also figured it out, No one in this world is inseparable from anyone. Without anyone, the earth will still rotate. Being single also has its advantages. You can play freely and have all kinds of friends. In the end, you will find that you have forgotten what love is. You have become androgynous, able to do the work of men and wear the makeup of women. .

After saying that, she smiled slyly twice, and the bright light filled the two charming dimples on her white and red cheeks.

Then, she leaned lazily on the wooden chair, her long and messy hair blooming quietly like a black chrysanthemum in the soft light. She stretched out her long snow-white arms like fresh lotus roots fresh out of clear water, took out the lipstick (the brand seemed to be MAC) from her purse, and traced her lips. Suddenly, her two red lips were so bright that they were dripping with color. . At this moment, her eyes were slightly squinted, and the gaze flowing from between her long eyelashes was as gentle as a mountain stream. An ordinary dress could not hide her gentle temperament. It makes people's blood boil, their heart palpitate, and their eyes blurred.

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/I asked her, in your world view, what should love be?

She said that "love" in my eyes should be:

After I take a shower, he helps me blow dry my hair. He doesn’t mind my weight and nags me to eat more. In the morning, when I’m lazy in bed, he lifts the quilt and urges me to get up, eat breakfast and go to work. When I get home from work, we cook together and help my children do it. For homework, he can watch TV and chat with me when the child is asleep. When it thunders at night, he can hug me from behind and tell me not to be afraid. When the weather gets cold, he will tell me on WeChat to put on more clothes to keep warm.

I don’t ask for strong support, but for light support.

Several bottles of wine were churning in his stomach, the blood in his body was circulating faster, and his heart was beating faster.

"Xiao Li, be my girlfriend! If I don't have this opportunity to meet you in this life, maybe I will just be walking alone in the corner of Qixing Street, watching the crowds of people, all alone. I would like to take you to Zhebaling together. To enjoy the peach blossoms, to blow the wind and sand in Longmen, to climb the snow peaks of Kunlun, to walk the Sansheng Road in the Valley of Evil, to enjoy the singing and dancing of Shuiyunfang, and to appreciate the moonlight under the Sansheng Tree."

"You will be less needy. Don't let me make any decisions at night. It is easy for people to lose their guard at night, not to mention that we drank so much wine."

"I was drunk, but I'm not drunk. You can still make decisions. What are you afraid of? When we came out, we were still talking about who would eat whom. I can't eat you."

"I'm not afraid of you. What I'm afraid of is that after I gave you my true feelings, shared all my secrets, and developed a sense of dependence on you, at dawn the next day, you told me that you were going to the other side of the sky. We I hate long-distance relationships when I’m not in the same place. I’m not afraid of being alone. What I’m afraid of is that there’s still someone living in my heart. ”

Yes, "Only when you have been drunk do you know how strong the wine is, and when you have been in love, you know how serious it is. Deep love is not as good as a long-term companionship, and there is no need to say too much about deep love!"

That night, we don’t know how much we drank, how much we talked, and we can’t remember what time we returned to the hotel.

I just remember that when we went out, it was already midnight, and there was light rain in the sky, the kind of rain as fine as powder and as light as cicada feathers. It is said to be rain, but it is also like fog. Whether it falls on the bluestones on the street or on the willow trees by the river, there is no sound. Everything on the earth is shrouded in this thin rain and mist.

I only remember that there were thin drops of water on Xiaoli's hair, like when she was a child catching dragonflies in the flowers in the morning, she inadvertently saw the crystal dew on the petals.

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—09 —

/the next day,

I took a tour bus to Dali early in the morning. On the way out of the city, through the glass windows, my eyes were filled with blue sky, warm sunshine, soaring birds, and the brilliant white snow on Jade Dragon Snow Mountain in the distance.

The car is speeding on the highway, and the scenery along the way is sometimes a few clusters of flowers, sometimes a large pine forest, sometimes a plain, sometimes a mountain. There are no shocking scenes, and there are few inexplicable surprises. It is not like Hainan. In this way, both sides of the expressway around the island are covered with lush green mango trees and banana forests, or golden pineapple fields and red dragon fruit fields. It's not like crossing the Qinling Mountains. There are steep mountains and cliffs on both sides of the road. I'm afraid that a hairy savage with a ferocious face will fly down from the sky.

The most surprising thing along the way is the marble style. Cangshan marble was formed from limestone and dolomite after multiple complex metamorphisms. Because it contains different minerals, it forms different colors and laminar folds after metamorphosis, some are white and some are red. The shape of the folds is like the thousand-layer tripe eaten in hot pot. It is not as beautiful as the colorful Danxia in the northwest, but it is also spectacular. .

Not long after getting in the car, Xiaoli fell asleep, leaning her head slightly on the backrest. The soft sunlight shined on her face through the curtains, and her long eyelashes seemed to have two rainbows hanging on them, with bright colors. The slender cheeks look crystal clear, white with red. After these two days of contact, she now looks like her black hair is the same as before, but more moisturized than before; her eyes are the same as before, but they seem much more tender than before, with a watery look in her silent longing; her lips are as smooth as before. It is old, but it looks moister and fuller; the chin is the same as before, but it is more streamlined than before.

When she woke up, I told her, when you go on a trip, all you do is sleep when you get in the car, and all you do is pee when you get off the bus. I don’t know how much beauty I missed. She raised her tired eyelids, glanced at me and said, if you look at it, just treat it like a camera and tell me.

At nearly 12 o'clock, we arrived at "Butterfly Spring" , and the local tour guide received us. Her surname is He, let us all call her He Jinhua. He also told us that the local Bai people call men A Peng and women Jinhua. This is how each ethnic group calls them. For example, the Li people call men Aheige and women Ashima. The Naxi people in Lijiang call men Fat Jin Ge and women Fat Jin Mei. Among the Hani people, men are called Ali and women are called Abu.

/write here,

I have to write about the "Soni people" in the Stone Forest area of ​​Kunming, Yunnan. They have an interesting custom, which is "robbed marriage" .

The locals believe that the girl in their family cannot take the initiative to go to the man's house, but the boy likes his girl and snatches her away to be his bride. In this way, the girl's family will feel very respectable.

When a boy and a girl fall in love, they will agree on which day they will come to the girl's house to snatch the bride. At night, the girl will put on her wedding clothes, open the window, sit on the bed in her house and wait for the boy to snatch her. The boy took advantage of the darkness and quietly climbed in through the window of the girl's room (it seems that climbing through windows does not respect national boundaries. Romeo also liked to climb into Juliet's window back then) and the girl carried the clothes he had prepared on her back The boy carried the basket containing his clothes and pants and ran out of the main entrance of the girl's house. The girl’s family members, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time, came out with shotguns and yelled. They chased and shouted that my daughter had been snatched away.

After catching up to a certain distance, he shot into the sky with a shotgun, in order to let the whole village hear that his daughter had been robbed, and feel proud. The boy can slow down when he hears the gunshot, because the gunshot also informs the boy that the girl's family has accepted their marriage. When carried to the man's house, the girl will put on all the many pairs of pants prepared in the backpack, which means to tell the boy that it is not easy to get her, and he must know how to cherish it.

The next day, when the boy takes the bride back home, the girl's family will prepare a lot of olives and pots of smoke. As soon as the groom comes in, he will hit the groom with olives. I mean, let’s see how dare you steal my girl. Then, use a pot smoker to wipe it on the groom's face, and the bride also wipes it on the groom's face. The darker the wipe, the deeper the love. Therefore, the Li people also call men "Brother Ahei" .

Of course, "Interesting stories also always have strange flowers. Strange flowers are also flowers and they will bloom."

Historically, there were cases where the wrong bride was carried on his back because he was in the dark and worried that the girl's shotgun might go off. Some grooms simply carried their mother-in-law home. As punishment, he had to send his mother-in-law home in a polite manner the next day, and then fill up all the water tanks in the village. (Don’t admire my profound knowledge. When I was in college, I studied ethnic minorities and religions for a few days)

"Butterfly Spring" is located at the foot of Yunnong Peak in Diancang Mountain in Dali ( The Diancang sect in martial arts novels is here, such as the Diancang double swords in "The Swordsman", "The Third Young Master" The Seven Swords of Dian Cang in "The Sword", Ling Xiaozi in "The Videos of Ping Zong Xia") Xu Xiake, a famous geographer in the Ming Dynasty, once wrote in his travel notes that the big tree on the spring, in early April, The blooming flowers are like butterflies, with lifelike whiskers and wings, no different from those of raw butterflies. There are also tens of thousands of real butterflies with beards and hooked legs, hanging upside down from the top of the tree and reaching the surface of the spring, swarming in colorful colors. Visitors all look at this group of moons, and it is already past May.

What it’s about:

Every year from April to May of the lunar calendar, exotic flowers and plants bloom in full bloom on Yunongfeng Mountain. The Albizia Julibrissin tree by the spring exudes an elegant fragrance, luring thousands of butterflies to come and gather. These butterflies are as big as palms and as small as bees. They dance among the colorful camellias, rhododendrons and other flowers and plants, or play above the heads of tourists in bloom. There are also countless colorful butterflies, hanging upside down from the Albizia Julibrissin tree, with their whiskers and hooked legs forming long strings, hanging down to the water. Under the sun, they are colorful and spectacular. It reminds me of Princess Xiangxiang, because body fragrance attracts butterflies.

Sha Chen, a poet of the Qing Dynasty, also praised it in his poem "Shangguan Butterfly Spring": "Thousands of butterflies are in the blurred butterfly tree, their tails are like tassels brushing the green leaves" . Who would believe it without seeing the Butterfly Spring, where the shadows and flags cover the butterflies solemnly. Butterfly Spring is famous but small in scale. Nowadays, due to the destruction of the ecological environment and the use of pesticides in the fields, the scene of butterflies flying in the fields can no longer be seen. There is only a pool of spring water as clear as a mirror.

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/Below the Butterfly Spring,

It is the Five Dragon Pond. Five clear springs gush out from the faucet, forming a landscape of five dragons spitting water and splashing waves. He Jinhua told us that when you come here, you must wash your hands with three handfuls of water. The first handful can bring you wealth, the second handful can bring you official luck, and the third handful can bring you luck in love.

 

Xiaoli had a bad smile on her face and said to me mischievously: "Old Wang, Old Wang, hurry up and wash three handfuls, you can get promoted and make a fortune, and you will also have good luck~"

I replied: "Okay!"

She walked over and washed two handfuls. When she was about to wash the third handful, Xiaoli said with contempt: "I guess you can wash three handfuls. No man can be trusted based on his true nature."

I said, "Didn't you ask me to wash it? What's more, washing hands means washing away. At most, it means washing away bad luck. How can it be linked to promotion and wealth?"

She waved her finger to mean NO and said, "Tsk, explanation is just a cover-up. If you want a romantic relationship, just say it clearly. You have to quibble."

Hey, it’s true, a woman’s heart is like a needle in the sea, and the more you fish it out, the sadder it becomes.

At noon, go to Duanjialou of the Bai ethnic group to eat eight bowls, and then go out to sea to swim in Erhai Lake. A large part of Dali's economy relies on two stones and one water. The two stones refer to Cangshan marble and Cangshan snowflake silver ore. Yi Shui refers to Erhai Lake.

In order to find good marble, Bai elders often stare at Cangshan Mountain for a whole day. They don't look at anything else but the location and direction of the sunlight. If a certain area is shining, there must be high-quality marble there. When cutting marble, if it is a landscape painting, it can be sold at a very high price. If it is a portrait, it can be sold at a sky-high price. The snowflake silver of Cangshan Mountain is famous throughout the country. 10 taels of silver can be exchanged for 26 taels in the mainland. You can imagine how high its purity is.

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Under the bright sunshine, the sky is blue, and the pure color of sapphire hits the surface of Erhai Lake. Erhai Lake is also dyed into a deep blue, deep and dreamy. Xiaoli and I were sitting on the open-air chairs on the fourth floor of the cruise ship. We could feel the lightness of the sea breeze blowing across our cheeks, and we could also smell its faint smell of seaweed and fish.

The waves are rolling one after another. Under the sunlight, the microwaves look like countless golden snakes constantly shuttling and swimming in the water. Due to the collision of the cruise ship, the broken pieces of the waves occasionally splashed onto the deck, which was cool and melted on the skin.

I turned my head and glanced at Xiaoli, and saw that she was so quiet and indifferent, with the bright sunshine flowing on her face, making her look radiant. The black and white butterfly pattern tie-dye around her neck danced in the wind, as if the butterflies on it were about to flutter their wings and fly high.

The subtle fragrance floats in the air, spreading seductively.

She suddenly turned her head, looked at me and said: "Lao Wang, I feel like this is all like a dream. These scenes are so familiar in my mind, flashing like a movie. For example, this Erhai Lake, this cruise ship, And you."

I replied: "Maybe it is fate. No matter how far the journey is, no matter how difficult it is, we will always meet each other sooner or later."

Then, she stretched her arms, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly grabbed my arm hard.

I stood up reflexively and asked her, "Why are you holding me?"

She replied with a smile: "I wonder if this moment is real? Are you dreaming?"

I said, "Then you should pinch yourself. If you pinch other people, you won't feel it either."

She made a face at me and said, "I'm going to grab you!"

Therefore, the philosopher said it well: Don't talk about friendship with villains, and don't talk about reason with women.

On the way, we went to the second floor to watch a Bai song and dance performance. Generally speaking,Bai people's songs and dances are a bit like a mixture of Uyghur dances and Tujia dances. They are not as passionate and unrestrained as Uyghur songs and dances, nor are they as concise and monotonous as Tujia songs and dances.

It is worth mentioning that during the performance, each spectator was served "Bai Three Course Tea" .

Every festive occasion or when a distinguished guest comes, the Bai people will serve three courses of tea, one bitter, two sweet, and three aftertaste. Toudao tea is made from loose Tuo tea, which is a specialty of Dali. It is roasted in a special sand pot over a charcoal fire until it is yellow but not burnt and fragrant. When it is poured into boiling water, it is fragrant and bitter. The second-course tea uses Dali's famous food milk fan, walnut kernels, and brown sugar as seasonings, and the tea is made by adding Dali's famous Gantong tea. It is sweet but not greasy. The three-course tea uses honey with a little pepper, ginger, and cinnamon as seasonings, and the tea is fried with Cangshan snow green. It has a spicy and memorable taste.

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In the evening, I was watching TV in the hotel room, and Xiaoli sent me a WeChat message saying that she had a stomachache, maybe because she ate too much fruit in the afternoon. I asked her if it was serious. She said it hurt a little, but she wouldn't die yet. I said, then I will go out and buy you some medicine. She said, you are not familiar with the place, forget it, no need, this road is the Yunnan-Burma Road, and it is not safe to go out alone at night. I said, it's okay. At most, we will rob you of wealth, but no one will rob you of sex. Even if it is a calamity, I will not suffer any loss.

I turned around and went out to buy medicine, but after walking for more than half an hour and turning two streets, I didn't see a pharmacy. Finally, I finally found one and closed the door again. I sent Xiaoli a WeChat message saying, I didn’t buy the medicine, what should I do? Does it still hurt? She said, it's better, forget it if you don't have it, you can come back first.

Knocking on the door and entering Xiaoli's room, he found her in pajamas, lying on the bed, her face a little pale. She said she wanted to drink some boiled water but didn't want to get up.

So, I boiled a pot of boiling water for her, poured a cup, and switched between two empty cups to speed up the cooling. When it was almost no longer hot, I tested the temperature with my lips, and then handed it to her to drink. She looked at me blankly, and through the spotlight on the bedside, I noticed two drops of crystal in the corners of her eyes.

She said to me: "Lao Wang, don't be so nice to me, I will fall in love with you. In the future, I will also compare you with you when I look for a boyfriend."

I raised the corner of my mouth and said with a smile: "If you fall in love, just fall in love. No matter what, I will accept you!"

She smiled and said: "You are not the Tathagata Buddha, and you do not have the Five Finger Mountain, so what are you going to do with it? You are not Fahai, and you don't have the golden bowl, so what are you going to do with it?"

I grabbed her pink face and said: "If I were Tathagata Buddha, then you would be a charming vixen. If I were Fahai, then you would be a beautiful white snake."

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/Dali's"Flowers, Snow and Moon"

It refers to the wind in Xiaguan, the flowers in Shangguan, the snow in Cangshan Mountain, and the moon in Erhai Lake.

Looking out along the glass, the mountains in the distance are pitch black. It is a bit cold in Dali at night, so I need to wear a thin coat. I could only hear the cool wind blowing, like the hoarse and old singing voice of an old man. I couldn't hear a word of the lyrics, as if it was drifting in a thick dream.

Xiaoli said she was a little cold, and I asked, maybe it rained on the way back from the bar that night, and then the wind blew, and it happened tonight too? There was a thin layer of moisture in her slightly sad eyes, and her red lips were white and a little dry, like two petals thirsting for dew.

I quickly turned up the air conditioner for her, told her to lie down, covered her with the quilt tightly, wrapped her sides, and told her to have a good sleep, sweat all over, have a sweet dream, and she would be fine tomorrow.

"Can't sleep."

"Is it because the lights are too bright and I can't sleep? I'll be out in a while."

"No, I haven't washed up yet."

"Let's sleep like this today. No need to wash up. We'll comb it out in the morning when we get up."

"I'm used to it. I have to wash it every day since I was little. If I don't wash my face and feet, I can't sleep."

"If you don't feel well, you don't need to be clean."

"Is there anything wrong with being clean?"

She lay on the bed and didn't want to move. She also wanted to wash her face and feet, but she couldn't do it, so I had to do it for her. I don't know if it was a problem with the altitude or the water heater. The hot water from the shower was not warm enough, so I had to use a kettle. After it was burned, I wrung out the hot towel and wiped her cheek. She said she needed to wipe it again. I smiled and said to her, it was pretentious. She said I didn't take it seriously. I wet the towel again, wrung it out, and wiped her again. Then asked her, what should I do if I wash my feet? She said, I want to take a dip and warm myself up.

I took the wooden bucket from the shower room, poured two pots of boiling water into it, mixed it with cold water, tested the water temperature with one finger, and adjusted it to the appropriate temperature. Then, he brought it to the bedside, asked her to get up, and wrapped her back with a quilt. I say, a good person will go to the end and send Buddha to the West. Shall I wash it for you? She was a little shy, but she didn't refuse.

Under the spotlight, her feet looked white and delicate, with round toes and bright red nail polish. I rubbed and stroked her instep lightly and heavily with my hands, like the autumn wind gently blowing through the sand dunes, like the stream slowly flowing over the bluestone. Her feet were clean, without the slightest trace of dirt, thin and soft. As the water vapor rises from the hot water, the whole house is filled with warmth and cleared of the previous cold.

After a while, Xiaoli asked me softly: "Looking at how skillful you are, have you washed other girls before?"

I replied: "Of course I have. You are not the first."

She opened her eyes wide and asked me curiously: "Who is it?"

I said, "It's my mother. When I was a child, the mother's day homework assigned by the teacher was to wash my mother's feet."

She smiled with relief and said, "You, hate it!"

I told her to lie on the bed and go to bed early, but she said she couldn't sleep. I said, let’s chat. Then we talked about Jin Yong, Gu Long, Liang Yusheng, the four great classics, recently released movies, recently released new songs, etc.

Finally, she fell asleep.

When I left, I saw her sleeping soundly, quiet and tranquil, like a water lily blooming quietly in the pond. I walked over gently and kissed her lightly on her forehead. I could smell a faint fragrance with the scent of jasmine on the tip of my nose.

Turn off the lights, go back to your room, boil a pot of water and make a cup of tea. Compared to tobacco and alcohol, I prefer tea. The Chinese character for tea is composed of three parts: grass, human, and wood. Human is below the grass and above wood, which means that people are among the grass and trees. How can we not drink it? Tea.

We Chinese love drinking tea, which is completely different from Westerners loving drinking. Westerners drink tea to get its juice, while Chinese people drink tea to get its Qi. Western human body science focuses on body fluids. They once divided people into four types: sanguineous, phlegmatic, choleric and melancholic based on the proportion of blood, mucus, jaundice juice and black jaundice juice in the human body. type, called temperature. Foreigners translate it as liquid quality, but Chinese people translate it as temperament. The Chinese believe that a person's quality depends on the Qi in his chest: a gentleman is full of righteousness, a villain is full of evil, and an elegant person is full of pure Qi. So, we often say that someone is extraordinary, someone is grand, someone is domineering, someone is kind, someone is handsome, someone is tacky, someone is grand, someone is stingy, etc.

Lying in bed alone, the experience of the past two days comes to mind. The wind outside the window is still blowing, blowing the colorful flags on the wall like running water. With my heart surging, I wrote a poem to Xiaoli on WeChat:

You are a green lotus in front of the Buddha

 

You are a green lotus in front of the Buddha,

Delicate, gentle,

Not noisy, not impetuous,

Don't care, don't argue,

In order to see you one more time,

I kneel before the Buddha,

appoint,

It’s cold and the clothes are thin,

The moon sprinkles the futon.

 

wisps of moonlight,

poured out my attachment,

I am on this shore, you are on the other shore,

The sound of Sanskrit sounds,

Trouble my heartstrings,

I am willing to wait for a thousand years.

Buddha said,

Perfection is the fate cultivated in previous lives.

Kneeling down is a debt owed in this life.

To find you,

I,

Sneaking across Naihe Bridge,

Sprinkle Meng Po soup secretly,

Flowing in the long river of time,

Lost myself.

Waiting for you,

I, ring the bells, beat the drums and knock the wooden fish,

Just to see you as beautiful as snow,

I, chanting sutras, chanting mantras and chanting Sanskrit songs,

Just to return the red tears from your previous life.

After drinking a cup of tea, I felt that I still had something to say, so I wrote another song for her:

I want to write a poem for you

Late at night,

I want to write a poem for you,

Don’t write about the dim lights,

If you don’t write about the moon and stars,

Only between the brows of night,

Write down that smile.

The wind has risen,

I want to write a poem for you,

If you don’t write about the cold wind filling the sky,

If you don’t write about the north wind bringing you happiness,

Only among the long hair of night,

Write down that wisp of fragrance.

The snow fell,

I want to write a poem for you,

Don't write about cooking wine in Shen'an,

If you don’t write about flowers falling all over the garden,

Only between the lips and teeth of night,

Write down that nostalgia.

The plum blossoms are blooming,

I want to write a poem for you,

Who will Aoxue's plum blossoms meet?

Moved everyone's heart,

It messed up my life,

Forgot the way home.

 

 

That night, I don’t know when I fell asleep, and I had a dream in a trance. I dreamed that I was in an endless reed field, with reed flowers flying in the wind. Xiaoli was running in front, and I was chasing after her. Sometimes she kept running, sometimes she looked back and smiled, sometimes she stopped in front of me. She stretched out her hand to me, but I couldn't catch it...

Later, while running, I fell into a reed pond again. The water was so cold that I could hear the sound of the water gently hitting the top of my head and then being separated and slid across my ears and cheeks. The sound was crisp and soft, as if fingers were gently plucking the strings of a piano, as if the breeze was blowing through the willows, and as if catkins were falling gently to the ground. My body is very light, like a leaf or a goose feather, floating in the emerald green lake water, forgetting the troubles, the trivialities, the burden of the body and the sadness of the soul.

"The next day"I slept until I woke up naturally, and I didn't get up until after nine o'clock. Xiaoli and I made an appointment to go to Lijiang today to hang out for a day, and then we would go back to our respective homes to find our respective mothers.

The soft sunshine shone on the bed. I opened my eyes, turned on my phone, and saw the WeChat message Xiaoli sent me:

Lao Wang, thank you for the poem you wrote for me last night. I read it many times and was very touched. You are the first man to write a poem for me! And thank you for doing so much for me. However, I want to say sorry to you. My father called me early in the morning and said that my mother suddenly suffered from pancreatitis. The gallstones blocked the bile duct and required surgery. My father has to take care of my mother, and my daughter also needs someone to take care of her. I must go back as soon as possible.

I jumped up from the bed and immediately texted her back on WeChat and said, if you want to go back, you can also tell me, at least I will take you to the airport!

She replied, Lao Wang, after these few days of contact, although it was short, it was unforgettable. I find that I have fallen in love with you. If you come to the airport to see me off, I think I will definitely not be able to control myself and be reluctant to leave you! Then, she sent a series of tearful emoticons...

At this moment, I don't know whether I should be happy or disappointed, whether I should be happy or sad. The memories of the past few days are like stars wandering in the mist-like clouds, flashing for a while and submerged for a while. It felt like entering the dreamland last night, falling into the reed pond, unable to get up no matter how hard I climbed, my whole body was cold.

Wherever I was still in the mood for fun, I also bought a return ticket. When I arrived at the Lijiang airport, I had an inexplicable thought in my heart: I hope Xiaoli can also appear in the airport departure hall. How I hope she can wait for me, even if I only have one last look!

But this wish was only faint, like an insignificant thin cloud, blown away by a gentle breeze.

I never saw her familiar figure or heard her familiar voice. I was very disappointed, annoyed, and sad! I feel like I have a sore nose and want to cry, but I find that I don’t have any tears! I had the urge to go find her, but found that I didn’t even know her home address!

I was alone in the terminal, watching the crowds of people passing by, but found that we seemed not to be in the same world. The sad mood reminded me of a ditty sung by a blind man alone in a book: "The leaves are deep and quiet, the moon is bright and bright, and no one comes to the small academy..."

The wind blows the same every year, the water flows the same every year, the flowers bloom the same every year, and the clock turns the same every year, but the people in the airport look the same every year.

Xiaoli, where are you now?