From West Lake to Wuzhen

My parents have been talking about going to Hangzhou to visit the West Lake, but they can't get together in their spare time. A few days ago, when my father celebrated his birthday, my brother suggested going to road trip. At the dinner table, the wine was hot, and it was decided that the whole family would mobilize to travel the next day.

The first real trip was with my family, and I was particularly relaxed. Chatting leisurely in soothing music all the way, but not bored. After nearly three hours' trek and 205 kilometers' journey, we arrived at the West Lake before lunch.

Fortunately, the weather is good, Wan Li has blue sky and white clouds, and Wan Li has clear skies. There is no "sudden storm" sung in the lyrics. Standing by the lake, looking from a distance, watching the sparkling water rippling away like wrinkled silk is very comfortable.

We took a small wooden boat and visited Wang Hu Teahouse and Broken Bridge. Perhaps it is a long-term stay in a familiar environment, and suddenly facing the fresh natural landscape with a broad vision, the whole person has been hollowed out and the heart is very quiet.

The crew of the ferry is an optimistic middle-aged uncle. He told us that it takes about 45 minutes to lap down.

I have some doubts about why they row with only one piece of wood pulp. Uncle smiled and said that there was strict training before taking up his post. An oar not only saves effort, but also paddles steadily. The key is technology. He has been rocking the boat on the West Lake for eight years, and he has been able to visually observe the weather and wind direction on the lake.

When we swam to the middle of the lake, a boat passed by us in parallel (probably at the request of tourists), and the crew deliberately shook the wooden boat, and the tourists on board screamed.

After laughing, we asked if there was any accident in the West Lake. My uncle said that there was only one accident in the past eight years, and all the tourists jumped into the lake by themselves. He was drowned when the crew jumped off the boat to save him.

Uncle can't help feeling, what can't be seen, have to throw himself into the lake? The longest life span is only one hundred years. Every day, he greeted a group of tourists in the West Lake, and chatted with each other on the lake, often feeling that time was short.

We are infected by my uncle's optimism and can have a happier day. Later, the tour bus driver we met in Wuzhen was the opposite.

On the way from West Lake to Lingyin Temple, there are lush trees everywhere. There is also a large Longjing tea garden on the hillside along the way. Surrounded by green mountains and green waters all the year round, I wonder if the happiness index of the surrounding residents will be higher, haha.

I think living in such an environment far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the temperament and cultivation of residents will never be too bad. My voice did not fall, and I was immediately refuted by my brother mercilessly: that is an illusion caused by non-holiday travel, so don't confuse it.

He has a point. When tourists are crowded, it may be another scene, and it is not difficult to imagine. Where there are crowds, it is inevitable to be noisy, let alone a commercial scenic spot.

My parents invited Xiang to pray at Lingyin Temple. I never believed in Buddhism, so I stayed with my brother on the mountain road outside the temple. Fortunately, the air in the mountains is fresh and there is a faint fragrance of leaves. From time to time, the mountain road echoed with the clear sound of birds singing. Passing by a small shop, I realized that it was the sound that the store blew with a whistle similar to wood to attract tourists. On the way back, a squirrel poked its head out of the bushes, which attracted passing tourists to stop and take pictures. I seem to be disturbed, and then I got into a tree hole and ran away.

Walking back and forth from the West Lake to the broken bridge consumes a lot of physical strength (the result of lack of exercise at ordinary times). It's a little pity that you have to take the mountain road when you get to Feilaifeng, but you haven't reached the top.

The mountain wall is covered with stone statues (all of which can't be named), giving the mountain forest a solemn feeling.

I remember seeing in the news not long ago that some scenic spots have renovated the ancient Buddha statues, turning the original elegant Buddha statues into gaudy faces. Needless to say, the solemn feeling of the ancient Buddha is everywhere, and the thick "rural exultation" can't be stopped through the computer screen.

I just hope this gild the lily thing won't come again. Otherwise, when traveling in the future, the ancient ruins will be visually impacted by large colored building blocks. Then it can't be called an ancient site It may be more appropriate to change its name directly to "Country Style Oil Painting Exhibition".

I heard that there is a party in Song Cheng. We simply ate a bowl of noodles, and a group of people went into Song Cheng again. After the ticket barrier, you can walk through the "love gate" not far away. The railings on both sides of the stone bridge are covered with heart-shaped wishing cards, and you can see a thriving scene.

According to the staff in the park, there are tens of thousands of tourists in the tourist season. I'm afraid the bridge will be dyed red in a couple of days. Those wishing cards that were hung up to make room for fresh blood with their sincere wishes written on them don't know where they ended up.

Good wishes are everywhere. If you miss the "love gate", you can't miss the "past life". "Past Lives" and "Love Gate" really come down in one continuous line.

I didn't know that Song Cheng was the theme park of Water Margin until I entered the park. Most of the shops are set up according to several famous people and plots in Water Margin.

Go along this street to Song He East Street. When I saw the happy forest, I took a photo. Most blacksmiths are less commonly used knives, but I didn't see the store. You can hear the baked wheat cake shop in Wu Dalang shouting "baked wheat cake, crispy baked wheat cake ..." on the stereo. The cake seller looks like Wu Dalang, but he is much better than Wu Dalang. I didn't dare to shoot Sun Erniang steamed bun restaurant. There are several models of broken hands and feet hanging in the lobby, and tourists sit by the stump and eat steamed bread leisurely.

Children all have the nature to play in the water. We didn't see any splashing activities when we arrived, but some children and big friends in the pool had a good time. The whole of Song Cheng belongs to Room 6 Square and Happy Castle. After watching the performance in Theater 1, I heard the announcement on the radio that there was a fairy dance performance in Room 6. The square was crowded, the sound effect of the program was deafening, and the noisy and crowded environment made people completely unwilling to look at the expression.

I've always liked postmarks for no reason. Unfortunately, I've never received a postcard, and I think it's hypocritical to send it to myself. Stop, but I can't remember who I can send it to. Not many people like this worthless thing any more.

Bookmarks with tassels are good. I remember that I already have many bookmarks. As soon as I turned around, I saw that my family had gone away. I quickly jogged to follow.

Passing by a silk shop, I was a little moved to see an improved version of Hanfu Republic dress. But the moment I saw the price, I had given up. Although this kind of clothes is suitable for occasions, it is not practical. At present, I am tempted, fearing that it will be boring in the long run.

The performance of Eternal Love begins at 18:00. After we were seated, the front row of the theater was full of tourists. The whole theater can hold about three to four thousand people.

Four-act performance, a little disappointed after watching the first act "Song Palace Banquet". It stands to reason that such a large theater should be very strict in program arrangement. We don't want the actors' dancing movements to be uneven and the level can be imagined.

The second act, The Iron of Golden Goma, tells that Yue Fei jumped off the tower alone and fought bloody battles on the battlefield to save the infant. Before she died, the child's mother finally appeared, took the baby from Yue Fei, knelt down and thanked her, crying.

In this scene, the girl sitting next to me sobbed. A male voice in the dark asked her, "Are you so moved?" She sobbed and replied, "finally ... it's worth a little money." I remembered afterwards that she was crying with joy!

I prefer the legend of calligraphy in the third act. The scene simulation is very realistic. When Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi met at the broken bridge, it rained in Mao Mao on the whole stage and even in the audience. Combined with the performance, it seems that there is an illusion of being in the misty rain of the south of the Yangtze River. When the flood flooded Jinshan, the stage seemed to be flooded.

What moved me was the design of props, 3D special effects and stage scenes. It would be more perfect if the dancers' dances and movements could be more standardized and unified.

If Song Cheng is compared to a busy street, then Wuzhen is a winding alley. I prefer the quietness of Wuzhen to that of Song Cheng.

Under the hustle and bustle of Song Cheng, entertainment is the epitome of the real society, but above the cold and cheerless Wuzhen, it has a strong cultural atmosphere. Song Cheng charges 26 yuan for the same bowl of noodles, while Wuzhen only charges 15 yuan. In my dad's words, this is a genuine conscience price.

In fact, talking about money is not vulgar at all After playing for two days, most of them were spent on tickets for scenic spots. Instead, it ignores local specialties.

The temperature in Wuzhen was much hotter than that in West Lake the day before. Fortunately, Tashi Street is full of antique wooden houses, which are visually cooler than concrete walls.

Seeing that there was a free ferry at the ferry, we got on the boat and swam in Xishi River for a while. I thought it was a one-way street, not a one-way street. The boatman sent us back to the entrance of Tashi Street. In desperation, we had to take a tour bus and let the master take us to the deepest part of the alley.

The master who drives the tour bus is a young man in his early 30s. When I first entered Wuzhen, I knew nothing. We asked him to explain a little, but he replied that there was nothing to talk about. Asked why, he only said that he was too tired to talk, and it was before 10 in the morning.

I can't help but think of the ferrymen on the West Lake. They also work in the scenic spot, but their mentality is completely different. I guess, I wonder if this has anything to do with age. However, shouldn't young people be more energetic?

We strolled across Tashi Street, just in time for the performance. The National Music Theatre is empty, and so is the Wuzhen Bookstore next to it. It is said that there are shadow plays and movies, but it's a pity that I missed them.

The old film machine is displayed in the window of Yalingxuan. I remember when I was a child, I moved a bench with the elders in the village and went to the neighboring village to watch a movie. In the evening of July and August, I ate dinner hastily, but I didn't care about my sweaty clothes. I clung to the small bench and followed my elders with one foot deep and one foot shallow. I lost my shoes and didn't have time to go back and pick them up. Wait until the movie is over, then look for shoes on the way back. Where can I find shoes?

I don't know the name of the shop. Let's call the house number for the time being. There are some Chinese paintings and sketches on display in the shop. I didn't see my favorite works.

But the landmark position of tourist attractions is always occupied by tourists from all walks of life, without it, just for taking pictures. Similar to a trip here, simple and rude, with pictures and truth.

My mother wanted to take a photo as a souvenir, but she didn't notice the young ladies waiting in line behind her. The young male photographer has a sweet mouth. After saying "Sister, please excuse me first", my mother smiled and walked away.

This huge bamboo dustpan (we masons call it dustpan) occupies more than half of the wall. There is a big gecko painted on the opposite wall. This position should be particularly beautiful, and I like it. Unfortunately, I didn't grasp the angle well, so I burned the photo, so I didn't go to the picture.

I came in such a hurry this time, so I just wandered around Zhaxi Street and felt the atmosphere of the Republic of China. I didn't visit the Mu Xin Art Museum. Since we have come to the hometown of literati, we should always take a look at the works of art with literati charm.

If I come to Wuzhen next time, I think I will stay at Wuzhen Inn. Whether it is Zhaxi Street or Dongzha Street, it is not susceptible to its beauty from beginning to end. Otherwise, the visit here can only be reduced to empty talk.

A trip that just leaves sounds really romantic. But in reality, this romance seems a little pale, because in the end we may have to give up some trips because of budget overruns. Even some scenic spots are not well understood, which may lead to perfunctory trips.

Because there is no advance strategy, tickets that could have been bought in advance are now much more expensive. If you can save the extra money, you can also eat some local delicacies. Isn't it better to double the experience with food and beauty?

Travel can make us jump out of the trivial and irritable life in a short time and enter a state of seizing the day. After a short period of abstinence, people can better integrate into life and make life unbearable.

Generally speaking, the first trip was not bad, especially with my family.