"The Way of the World" in Guilin Yangshuo Travel Notes

The story happened on September 19th, 213. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The weather in Shenzhen is still extremely hot. Last night, I packed my backpack in advance. My trip was very simple, just a backpack. The day before departure, I borrowed a SLR from Swallow. It's brand-new. It seems that I haven't filmed it yet. Nikon D52 SLR is an entry-level one. It seems to be very professional. In fact, it's my first time to get a SLR.

In the past, I had many opportunities to play with my friend's SLR. However, professional SLR is tens of thousands. People depend on this guy to make a living, so I especially cherish my baby. I can understand this feeling. It's not that others are stingy, because people are different, and it's not important to take things. What if you accidentally fall? Repairing it is very troublesome and expensive. It's all friends who hurt their feelings for money. I don't usually take other people's things on my own initiative. When you take them over, people's hearts are shaking. It's stingy not to let you play, and I'm afraid something will happen to you.

I finally understood that money belongs to money and friendship belongs to friendship. Must be separated and not confused. It's not petty, it's a rule. It is necessary to do this if friendship is to last forever. I would like to ask how many young people and best friends, just because of money, finally die of old age. I don't think it's necessary. You don't know clearly today, and you won't know clearly one day. I hate turning over the "small intestine" and raising old accounts, which makes people sick.

Good friends are like this. We don't easily involve money unless there is business cooperation. No matter what difficulties there are, I won't talk to you if there is a way. I can accept your help if it doesn't cost money. But money can be paid back, but human feelings can never be paid off, because there is no standard to measure it. Money is a number, with which it is easy to measure. People are inherently contradictory, inextricably linked and intertwined.

Because it is a train after 7 pm, it is a luxury bus sleeper. In the morning, I went to Huaqiang North to say goodbye to elder brother Ling He and had lunch. After three and a half years, time flies like running water, and there is no trace.

I arrived at the station in advance, took out my ticket from my wallet and looked at the departure time. It was still early. The waiting hall is full of bustling people, sitting on the iron bench at 7: 8. If it weren't for the high temperature, I really think the chair is cold. People waiting for the bus have different forms. The station is very quiet. From time to time, there are cleaning aunts pushing long mops. There is a sense of desolation. Every time I go to a passenger train or a railway station, I feel a sense of parting. People come and go in this city, and people leave and come every day. And the city is quietly waiting for people there.

The journey from Shenzhen to Yangshuo takes a little more than 13 hours. While waiting for the bus, scenes of the past come up in my heart, my breathing becomes overlapping, and tears seem to come out. Take a deep breath, and my rational brain makes me quickly pull away from my thoughts, take a deep breath and drink a few mouthfuls of mineral water. Calm down slowly. From time to time, I meow the information on the LED LCD screen of the station, and in a short time, I can get on the bus and check in.

Get up from the tin chair in the lobby and walk to the ticket gate, exercising and stretching while walking. When I found the bus with the corresponding shift, I went up, took a convenient bag from the driver at the door, took off my shoes and put them inside. For the first time in my life, I took a bus sleeper. One hand is dripping six shoes, and the other hand is holding a ticket to find his own position. Fortunately, it is near the door, but it is a lower berth.

The quilt in that sleeper and the things covered under it feel like they haven't been changed for months. At first glance, they feel a little queasy and retch, so they will be safe when they arrive. Don't be so melodramatic, put your shoes away, take down your bag and put it away. The sleeper is dirty if you are dirty. It is not long enough and it is particularly narrow. Where to lie, it's just like the black box in the crematorium, and it's more perfect to tie an iron chain on it. A living thriller. Muttering in my heart, I will not take the bus sleeper after I am killed.

in a short time, the time was almost up and everyone was full. The driver said, everyone is seated and starting. I think I'm lying down. I really can't sit up so short. Did I get on a fake bus? Haha ... The car was started by the driver. At first, it was fine. I changed all kinds of postures, lying flat, lying sideways, playing mobile phones and listening to music. After a few hours, the car should be on the highway, and when it is close to :, I feel a little sleepy. I put away all my mobile wallets and took a nap. I slept for about 2 hours, and it was dark outside. I don't know if the road was bad or what. What a bumpy ride, just like plugging a sieve. I can't sleep at all, and I have a headache.

I'm really sleepy, so just squint. After another 2-3 hours, the car seemed to stop, looked sideways and arrived at the gas station. The driver refueled the car, just urinated for a while, so he quickly came down and let the water out to relax. Exercise your muscles by the way. After about 5 minutes, the car refueled and all the people returned to the car one after another.

The bus full of passengers continued to rush to Yangshuo on the highway, shuttling between darkness and light. Pieces of light and shadow pass through my eyes, and my thoughts stay or fly.

on the way ... to be continued ...