The association caused by a broom

The association caused by a broom

? The reason is as shown below. The picture is quoted from the Internet. Regardless of the issues of gravity science and sweeping practice, this is a boring game for the people at home. , why should we be more serious? Okay, let’s get down to business, guess what I’m going to write in this first article? It is neither science, nor society, nor emotion. It is a travelogue.

? My boundless imagination recalls the time without electricity due to the relationship between brooms and Dyson. That time was not that far away, it was last fall.

In autumn, I drove to Mengjinglai, a small town on the border between China and Myanmar. For safety reasons, I booked the best hotel in the area, Xianglian Main House, an incredibly beautiful hotel. The feeling of being shocked by the beautiful scenery when I first arrived here did not last long, because I was surprised to find that there was no electricity in the room of this five-star hotel. I naively thought that the socket was broken. After going back and forth and changing places, I It suddenly dawned on me that there was a power outage and the hotel had no backup power supply.

? I went to the front desk in a hurry to ask. The girl at the front desk told me with a nonchalant look that the power was out. It had been out for two days and I didn’t know when the power would be restored. I slowly calmed down in shock, turning a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of me. All I could think about was that my phone couldn't be charged?

? Looking at the sky outside, it was going to rain soon, so I hurried back to the room. The room was pitch dark, and with nothing, I slowly felt hungry in my belly. Instead of sitting around stupidly, why not? Go out for food. Thinking of this, I immediately became lively again. I simply packed up and went out with my umbrella.

? Entering the town, the beautiful scenery appears again, the gentle trickling creek, the bluestone road wet with rain, and the chirping chickens running around hiding from the rain. This is a peaceful and lively place outdoor pastoral.

? There is no business place in the town. We turned left and right and searched for a long time before we found a small store that seemed to be open to the public. The store stocked the most traditional briquettes. The proprietress enthusiastically used this stove to cook two bowls of rice noodles for us. I asked curiously about the power outage. The proprietress also looked unconcerned and said it was always like this, with frequent power outages.

While I was talking, the rain suddenly started to pick up. I sat under the traditional Dai bamboo house, looking at the crumbling coconut trees blown by the wind and rain outside, and my heart suddenly calmed down. In the midst of the storm, I have a bowl of hot rice noodles. What a blessing! After eating and drinking, the rain gradually subsided, and the electricity still didn't come on, we wandered around the town. It is said that there is a national border in the town. This is what I am most concerned about. I searched all the way like a rug and found the one in the picture below. It must have fallen due to the wind and rain. Continuing to explore the road, after passing through the village, I saw a blocked river. Is this it? The border of Myanmar is clearly visible on the other side of the river, but I didn't find any national boundary monument along the river. Maybe it was off-season when I came, and it was raining. I didn't see any of the tour groups or villagers mentioned in the online guide, not even the signposts, and I didn't find the great national boundary monument when I walked to the end of the village. Disappointed, I returned the same way, but then I heard faint singing. I glanced at a pavilion in the distance and saw that there seemed to be a performance by ethnic minorities, so I immediately turned around to watch the performance, but because of the language barrier, I could only watch. The one who came out was performing a sword show, a sword dance? After the performance, I realized that this pavilion was unusual. It turned out that this was the boundary marker that I had been looking for and couldn’t find! It's really hard to find anywhere without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. But when I actually stood here, I didn’t feel anything extra. I just felt that this trip was complete. As shown in the picture, it is an ordinary and unremarkable stone. On the way back home, in addition to the lotus flowers on the road, there were also many mimosa trees. They were much more ferocious than those in the Botanical Garden of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. They reacted greatly when touched and were super fun. At this time, I would like to give you a friendly reminder. It is best not to touch strange plants that you do not recognize to avoid poisoning. As the evening gradually came, it started to rain heavily again, and there was still no electricity. We decided to drive to Daluo Town, not far away, to find a way to find dinner. Daluo Town is the real entry-exit port. I thought it should be better than this small village. It’s a bit more prosperous, so before setting off, I opened Dianping to check it out, eh? Can't find anything? Then don't waste the remaining electricity.

? The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and we drove to Daluo in the heavy rain driven by strong winds. There were no people, no shops, and nothing on the streets.

In desperation, I turned on my phone and checked. The map showed that the nearest store I knew was KFC, but on the border of Myanmar, it also showed that the nearest restaurant to me was called a cold drink shop?

No matter what, I had to go to the cold drink shop to eat. I have to say that there may be a language difference. This cold drink shop is indeed a restaurant. The store only serves two kinds of rice, chicken rice or pig rice. Foot rice. Having difficulty choosing, we ordered one with trepidation. While we were waiting, I observed this small shop on the border. There was only one customer, a man with a bald head and a big gold chain tattoo. He looked up at us and said, There is a sentence that I still remember deeply, "This meal is so terrible!" It didn't take long for the meal to come. I don't know whether it was because I had been hungry for too long, or because of the foreshadowing of the big brother with the big gold chain, but I actually felt that the meal Not bad, I ate everything, and the heavy rain and darkness outside seemed to have nothing to do with me. At this time, my Taurus personality that everything will be fine as long as it is full came into full play. That night I don't remember whether the call came or not. I just fell asleep in the countryside with the fragrance of lotus flowers and the sound of rain all night.

? In the early morning of the second day, the rain basically stopped. I simply had breakfast in the hotel and then wandered around the town leisurely. The town that was quiet due to the rain yesterday also started to become lively. Many people have started to open their doors for business. There are many old people selling things who don’t speak Chinese at all, but just look at you with a kind smile. Most of the products they sell are home-grown fruits, handmade gadgets and other gadgets. Price comparison. It can be said to be quite cheap outside. There is also a temple in the town. It is said that Dai men must become monks since childhood. Men who do not become monks will be considered uneducated. Thinking about it this way, becoming a monk is like going to school for us. Well, the customs and customs are always the most colorful part of the journey.

? Before leaving, I went to the magnificent national gate of Daluo Port to take a look. There are many jade shops near the port, and there are also many vendors who are offering passes to cross the border. Interestingly, In the bustling crowd, we met again the big brother with the golden chain who criticized the chicken rice yesterday. Look, this world is really small. When driving out of this town, I looked at the five-star red flags flying on both sides of the road and thought about how the locals told us that many rich people in Myanmar would choose to live near the Chinese border. I couldn't help but feel that our country is really good. I waved my hands and said goodbye to this place, to the mountains of dragon fruit and tea here. I don’t know if I will come again. I only know that I love this land deeply.