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How many chapters have you read in the book Travel?

"It is better to listen to the scenery than to see it" is famous all over the world in the tourism industry, but unfortunately it is not all right. Tourism is a book, and mountains, waters and people are its chapters. Reading famous books, the more you read, the more interesting it becomes. Swallowing it is not conducive to digestion and absorption.

"Green trees, red tiles, blue sea and blue sky", everyone knows where this is. The first time I went to Qingdao, I went with a tour group, went to Laoshan, went to the seaside, ate seafood and drank beer. One day, I ground my calf as thin as hemp. When I arrived at the hotel, I fell asleep with fatigue. I got up before dawn the next day, and at the urging of the tour guide, I stepped up my steps and measured the length of each scenic spot.

When I came home from a trip, someone asked me what Qingdao was like. Either one word was "good" or three words were "boring".

This summer, I will go to Qingdao for photography training. For seven or eight days, I have done nothing but attend classes. I have heard of the old streets in Qingdao, but I have never been there. So I set up the "Qindao Pass" and embarked on a journey happily. On a gentle slope, occasionally a few flowers stick out, which is particularly conspicuous among the green vines all over the wall. The beautifully decorated door says "Homemade Yogurt". Hurriedly took out his camera, trying to find an angle, but a couple came face to face, posing arm in arm. From a distance, there is more than one photographer behind, so we have to let others take pictures first. After all, people are important. When the couple left and just picked up the camera, another couple broke into the camera. Seeing this, I squeezed past, squatted down, moved left, moved right, and pressed the shutter coolly ... If I wait, I'm afraid I'll never have anything to do.

Newcomers must choose the most beautiful place to take pictures. I am secretly glad of my choice. The old street in Qingdao is not wide, and it feels narrower to turn into the alley next to it. But every alley, every gate, every window and every wall is full of literary style. There are various shapes between the green shadows on the wall, and tourists stop to take pictures from time to time. On the roof of European architectural style, one or several green trees are skillfully interspersed, which properly covers a part of the room and leaves a cool shadow. In the shadow, eating homemade snacks or drinking coffee seems to be in a foreign country. And this foreign land feeling that the Catholic Church has reached the extreme. The two obelisks meet the white clouds, the roof is covered with red tiles, the semicircular windows are full of solemnity and simplicity, and the four big clocks in the house stretch for miles. Italian Renaissance decoration is amazing, especially the dome murals, which are magnificent, simple and elegant. If you take a wedding photo in front of the church, you must be solemn and have a sense of ceremony.

Love the sea without sea. Seeing that there was no class one afternoon, I rushed to the first bathing beach. At this time, the news of typhoon was broadcast on the radio over and over again, and even the place to change clothes by the sea was banned. Fortunately, I'm a man, and no one wants to take a look at my coat except a pair of big underpants.

The sea water is salty and the sea breeze is salty. Last time I went to Guangzhou, I learned to swim. I always want to make progress. I can't miss this good opportunity. Sink yourself into the sea, hold your breath, float, then sink, hold your breath, float. Why do you swim like this? Me neither. I'm just not skilled. I have experienced the buoyancy of the sea again and again. I learned to breathe in an afternoon, but I didn't know whether to inhale or exhale at the moment I poked my head out.

I saw green trees, blue sky and blue sea, but the red tiles are only a few pieces of the church, and even the corners of my eyes are not satisfied. After the training, I stayed for two days and didn't want to leave. I always like to drink wine without peanuts-something less.

The rest of the time, I still choose to go to sea first. After being exhausted, I went out to sea-a path paved with bricks by the roadside. After two or three turns, I turned my attention to a two-story building. There are some colorful clothes hanging outside the yard, as if they were in their backyard. Put some rattan chairs and tables in the yard. Entering the room, a semi-circular decorative style built a bookcase. The young girl asked me what kind of coffee I drank and strongly recommended several kinds to me.

Here comes the coffee. It is a handmade "Golden Mandolin". I like drinking tea on weekdays, and I am not afraid of bitterness, so I took a sip without sugar at first. At that time, it was better to taste the rare peace than to drink coffee. While drinking coffee, I took a novel by Keigo Higashino off the shelf and began to read it. I drank half a cup of coffee with sugar and milkshake, which was very sweet.

When I came out of the coffee shop, I saw two red dome buildings on the opposite hill, so I wanted to go up and have a look. I didn't know it was Signal Mountain Park until I got to the door. The scenery accompanied me to the top of the mountain, and I couldn't help staying for a while. On the left is a large red tile roof hidden among green trees, which rises and falls; On the right is the endless blue sea, which is a blue sky that occasionally floats over one or two white clouds. "Green trees, red tiles, blue sea and blue sky", four scenes in the same frame. I was speechless and pressed the shutter gently. ...