Waking up in Dali丨Yangyang’s movie trip

Many years ago, Dali, like Kunming, was regarded as the first course or dessert of Lijiang's travel main course. I was the first to discover its value. I recommended Dali to many friends. I can't forget the high-rise foreigners' inn in those days. The bright Cangshan Mountain outside the window will never forget the pleasure of taking a boat out to sea, and the bluestone streets and low-rise houses in the ancient city will never be forgotten.

The human fireworks with the mountains and rivers as the background have a sense of history and theater - even at noon when the sun is shining brightly, walking on the People's Road,in a daze, I feel like I have stepped into a certain movie.

Dali is not a panacea that can cure all diseases. If you are tired, depressed, sad, or unhappy, a trip to Dali will not cure you. I once heard a conversation between real and fake literary and artistic young people in a small shop late at night, and I lamented how difficult it is for people to know themselves. If you can't see clearly, there is no talk of change and healing. You just have to change the place and continue tossing it - life can never be anywhere else, but here, in the heart.

The ancient city of Dali was destroyed by an earthquake in 1925, so most of the civilian buildings in the ancient city are no more than 100 years old. The ancientness of Dali lies in its meaning, not in the age of the buildings. Dali has everything I love about life. It is a small town that truly lives in. "The universe in Kyushu is vast, and the sun and moon are long in a pot" - When I arrive in Dali, the first thing I do is go to the supermarket to buy some. Erbao brand green plum wine costs 5 yuan a can or 10 yuan a can, and brewed green plum wine costs 10 yuan. But I like the sweetness and crispness of green plum wine soaked in green plum wine for 5 yuan, so I might as well get a box of each, every afternoon, or to sleep. It's not a waste of time to have a nice drink before going all this way.

I was extremely happy to take Yangyang to Dali, which felt like a treasure. However, I follow the consistent principle and do not educate him in advance. When it comes to travel, the most enviable thing about a child is that she doesn’t know anything. How many places have been over-exaggerated and over-interpreted, and they have lost their freshness and heartfelt touch when they are there. ? How many times, when I finally see a certain iconic scene after all the hard work, I just want to point a gun at my head that is so painful that it is numb - you know too much!

We stayed in an inn with a courtyard at the foot of Cangshan Mountain. The room was the largest family room, overlooking Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake.

Saying goodbye to Kunming and Sister Xiaoxing, Yangyang took away gifts and a more precious habit - taking out a notebook to draw pictures from time to time, and using this to successfully attract girls in the yard. What's amazing is that in addition to the little sister, even the beautiful aunt was successfully attracted by Yangyang, and even helped her draw her profile picture. Having said this, I couldn't help but look through my drawing books and found the portrait he drew of the proprietress of the "Wonderful Pavilion". To be honest, how come he wasn't beaten to death? The gentle and lovely Jiangnan girl was painted into an inexplicably surprising shape by him!

The next day, Yangyang said that he would give the finished painting to his beautiful aunt - the so-called finished painting meant adding a body like a small potato, holding a menu and a pen in his hand. So we went to the nameless restaurant again, but we didn’t go in because the proprietress was busy greeting the room full of customers. It didn’t seem so elegant and interesting to deliver paintings at noon time. In contrast, I prefer the ancient city at night, when everything suddenly slows down and becomes soft and interesting.

I still remember one night, I was quietly watching the moon in the middle of the road with the people practicing stalls on Renmin Road. It was so big and so close, like a bright light on the road.

He Yangyang needed to take a car back to the inn from the ancient city at night. One time, because there was a traffic jam on the way back, he took an old man's tuk-tuk. While walking through the streets, he chatted with the old man. When talking about the changes in the ancient city, the old man said, "There has been no change." , always good! "The world is subjective. For optimistic people, there are not so many things worthy of criticism and appreciation, just like the wailing traffic jams in the city. As a tuk-tuk with status, there are naturally ways to do it. Breaking out in a swaggering way.

When leaving Dali, I asked Yangyang: Do you like Dali?

Yangyang Pojihuang, who is used to using "okay" instead of good reviews, gave a real good review: I like it! I like it everywhere! Loved every minute!

I was so satisfied that I felt like I was Dali, and I was elated.

Where did he go?

We met A Blind on Renmin Road at night and bought A Blind’s handmade wooden bookmarks, as well as A Blind’s notebook that was exposed to the sun and rain on Renmin Road - the adjective vicissitudes and the noun time are not so easy to buy. arrive.

The Caicun Pier was actually closed to guests who had not purchased tickets, so we went to the coffee shop next to the pier to enjoy the scenery.

Ma Jiuyi.

Rose Manor, making flower mooncakes. ——This is Yangyang’s favorite experience. The teacher taught the ancient cake making method carefully, and Yangyang patiently followed step by step until he took a happy bite. The cake he made must be the most delicious flower cake in the world.