Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Hotel reservation - The night is seductive

The night is seductive

When I arrived at the dam, just in time, night came.

During breaks, I usually go to Honghua Lake and sit on the dam. I like this simple freedom of not going to work and abandoning the mundane world, and I like this quiet corner away from the noise.

Under the night, the vision is hazy, and each other's faces cannot be seen clearly. The night has unveiled the veils of the day. At this moment, use your mind and body to feel the beauty brought by the night.

The grass and trees hugged the black figures of the mountains, and the whistle of the train came from the north of the mountains. This long neighing sound has a departure and an arrival. It always reminds me of where I came from and where I want to go home.

A star shines proudly. Standing on the black ridgeline in the north, I am lonely, but not lonely. The street lamp quietly listened to the night insects singing serenade on the ground. They are the best companions of the night.

I sat in the center of the sky, looking at the hazy reflection in the mirror on the lake, which was dispensable and specious. A plane is flying through the clouds, reaching out to reach the stars next to it. Maybe my lover is sitting on that plane. I wonder where she is going tonight?

I saw the Big Dipper! It’s really been a long time coming, the eyes of childhood. It was the distant past. On a crisp autumn night in my hometown, I raised my head and counted the densely blinking stars. The Big Dipper is like a spoon, which is only used when serving eight bowls at a banquet.

There are so many stars tonight. One, two, eighty or ninety, scattered around the sky. The clouds are piece by piece, like waves and cotton.

Most of the moon is very cute, like a child beside the pale white clouds. The grass on the dam slope is particularly fat. They are sucking the milk of the earth, drinking the night dew and blowing in the night wind. The grass has a charming fragrance.

This is just a corner of the world. Not far away from the dam, people were sitting and watching the night. There were young lovers and middle-aged couples walking around. Occasionally there are people riding bicycles, with dazzling lights on in front of their cars. The music of a stranger in the distance is affectionate yet mesmerizing, familiar yet strange, as if telling someone else's story.

The temperature of the daytime sun still remains on the dam. The windless lake surface is as calm as a mirror. There are also swimmers paddling in the water and doing various postures. The red light bag on his body probably looks like the imaginary fishing fire.

The Big Dipper is faintly visible, hazy on the eyelids, probably about to go to sleep. It's time for me to go back.

Every hour of the night has its clear boundaries. Dinner at seven o'clock, walking and dancing in the square at eight o'clock, going home at nine o'clock, reading at ten o'clock, and going to bed at eleven o'clock. What are those men and women who haven't gone home after midnight doing? This is probably just the daily routine of ordinary people.

It's past nine o'clock, so I have to go. Affected by the darkness of night, my eyes were a little comatose and tired. For a while, while riding a bicycle, I closed my eyes for a second or two because my eyes were tired. As we were about to exit Honghua Villa and Fujing Temple on Green Road, a very familiar smell surrounded our noses: the smell of steamed Gastrodia elata. This smell is quite familiar to me. It makes people feel the original growth of the land and vegetation. I don’t know what exactly is emitting it? Who is making delicious food?

After a while, we arrived in the city. The chirping of night insects was replaced by the neon lights of carriages and horses.

There is a barber shop with a very conspicuous sign on the right side of the store, called "Today's Hair Talk". I thought of the famous celebrity from a certain show and laughed. What a talent! There was an electric car just ahead. It was swinging left and right on the road and whistling. Suddenly it turned right and almost chased it. I guess that guy is so cool, wasn't his behavior when he was young a bit casual and exaggerated? However, this is much better than having a car pull over without turning on its lights. No, what about forcing me to stop, robbing me of wealth and sex? He didn't say a word, he just stood there. If you pull over or turn without turning on your lights, you will be deducted 100 points.

After hurriedly going to the supermarket to buy simple necessities for daily life, we left the supermarket and passed through Longfeng. The once bustling night market was deserted and deserted. I wonder what kind of inspection was going on! Is this a civilized city review? This is good. Being so civilized for a few days will give people a different feeling.

Following the usual route, the square dances and choirs in Nanhu Park have dispersed. I glanced at a small lotus pond next to the lake building. The lotus leaves stood numbly in the night.

Turning into the main road intersection, many electric motorcycles were waiting at the zebra crossing. The red lights started to move with a few seconds left, and the cars behind them immediately passed. Everyone was stopping and walking, like a moving scene in a movie or TV show.

Passing by a nightclub in front of me, the strong smell of makeup rushed into my nose, and a dense smell seemed to surround me. I continued to pedal my bicycle forward. Close to the grand door of the hotel on the road, there is always a young modern girl standing, half of her chest as white as her face. It was as majestic as a sword, and its red lips were so sexy that they revealed a hint of killing. While thinking this, he stepped on it and moved away quickly.

Not far from where I live, there is a north-south avenue with many restaurants along one section. This is the time when midnight snacks begin. A dog wagged its tail in front of the fruit shop owner's feet. A dazzling array of fruits were placed outside the shed, and the unique choking smoke was emitting from the barbecue grill. There were crowds of people, cups and plates crisscrossed, and the scene was enthusiastic and lively.

The night gradually deepened. Most of the moon has sunk below the tall building. Only one or two stars were still blinking in the night sky with their blurred eyes. When dawn comes and the sun rises again, a new day will come.

(The original title of this article is: The color, sound, fragrance, and touch of the night)