2010 Spring Festival self-guided tour

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d10 2006-8-23 Wednesday Phoenix Ancient City

After running around for these days, it’s time to stop and take a rest. So, I chose to hang out, read, watch DVDs, daze, and chat in Phoenix instead of visiting the surrounding attractions and spend a few days of leisure time.

I was woken up early in the morning by the sound of drums and the singing of Miao girls, but I didn’t think about it and went back to sleep. The Miao girl's singing voice is very distinctive, and it always ends with "yo-he-wai-". During these few days in Phoenix, this clear singing voice has been with us.

After getting up, I went out for a walk to find food. There were mostly barbecues in Jiangbei, so I crossed Hongqiao. There were breakfast stalls on both sides of the road. I was looking around when I heard someone shouting in the distance. I turned around and said, Ha, Xiao Zheng and the others. We were at Ludong's house, so we went over to have breakfast together. The fried dough sticks were very hard and the soy milk was very sweet. Make an appointment to have dinner tonight and taste Phoenix's blood duck.

After eating, we parted ways and went to our own places. Jiajia and I wandered around from east to west, from south to north. The old street south of Tuojiang River was very lively. The roads were full of shops selling silverware, jade, ginger candies, restaurants, inns, bars, and Miao costumes. The streets are crowded with tourists. From time to time, locals come up and ask if they can take a cruise. The answer is: Yes, I have. In fact, I have never sat on it before. I just heard Xiao Zheng and the others talking about this kind of farm-owned private boats that can travel downstream, and the environment is dirty and messy, so I lost interest.

Passing by the Tiannv Palace, I went in and saw a passage on the wall. Hanshan asked Shide: If someone slanders me, bullies me, insults me, laughs at me, underestimates me, tramples on me, or deceives me, what should I do? ? Shide said: Just tolerate him, let him, let him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him, and you will see him in a few years. I have read this passage before, but I didn’t read it seriously. Today, I entered Buddhism and my heart became calm. After reading it carefully, I actually had another level of understanding. I laughed and said, "Look at it in a few years." "The world is like clouds, and it is indeed changing rapidly. It is best to guard your heart.

I bought a Phoenix hand-drawn map along the street for 3 yuan. Follow the map and walk from the South Gate Tower to the West Gate Tower, and then to the North Gate Tower, which is the cruise ship dock. It is adjacent to Tiaoyan Rock. East Gate Tower, I lingered for a while, but didn’t find the East Gate Tower, so I went back to the hotel. After three hours of walking, my feet still hurt a little.

We rested in the lobby of the youth hostel, which is also the bar. There were many books, CDs, and two computers. A large and wide low platform was built against the inner wall, like a tatami mat, and was covered with dark red wooden boards. It was as big as two beds. In the middle of the table was a very low, small square table. There were many cushions placed against the wall, which could be used as pillows. Opposite the tatami mat was a TV. I leaned on the cushion and read the book at will. After a while, I felt tired and fell asleep. When I woke up, I looked at the time. At 14:30, my boss was playing "Westward Journey" on the computer and Jia Jia was watching TV.

After a while, I went back to the room to get a big tea cup and watched TV with Jiajia. "Heroes" was playing. Hehe, it was an old movie. It was quite lively. I laughed when I saw Ekin Cheng acting cool. .

After watching TV, Jiajia asked me if I wanted to go out for a walk. I was not interested, so I gave her money and let her go for a walk. I turned off the TV and started writing notes. The bar was very quiet, with people walking around occasionally, and a Miao song "yo-he-wai-" came from the distance. . . . .

After writing the notes, Jiajia also came back and bought some barbecue to eat. Seeing that it was still early, I went out to the east and walked in the alley. Because it is not by the Tuojiang River, the alley is very quiet and there are few inns and shops. The guide said that this alley leads to the highway, and sure enough, there is a highway at the end, and the passing cars stir up dust all over the sky. Walking up to a higher place to see the Tuojiang River, you will see another scene. The setting sun covers the river and there is a sunset in the bridge hole.

In the evening, I took photos with Xiao Zheng and Xiao Cui and had dinner, including the famous Phoenix dish blood duck, stewed local chicken in ginger soup, spicy stir-fried cabbage, half a catty of glutinous rice wine, half a catty of sweet rice wine, drinking and chatting , it's fun. Both girls are very beautiful, Xiao Zheng is calm and capable, and very decisive in situations. Xiao Cui is innocent and lively, like a child. Looking at her is like seeing a crystal clear crystal.

It is late at night, and the two girls are going back to Guangzhou tomorrow. Looking at the lights on the Tuojiang River, they suddenly feel a little melancholy. Is it nostalgia, but I am a person who has almost no concept of hometown. Is it missing? Who am I missing?

d11 2006-8-24 Thursday Shen Congwen Cemetery in Phoenix

Having visited the old street, let’s go to Mr. Shen Congwen’s cemetery.

The cemetery is located in Nanhua Mountain in the lower reaches of Tuojiang River. It is about 1.5 kilometers south and east from Hongqiao. There are many rickshaws soliciting passengers for 5 yuan/person. The farm boat dock is right next to the cemetery.

I didn’t call a taxi, but took a walk. It was the same alley as the one I went to yesterday afternoon. It was relatively quiet, but there were more restaurants and inns along the road. There were many rickshaws going back and forth, and you often had to turn sideways to let them pass. .

Going up the mountain along the foot of Nanhua Mountain, there were not many tourists. When I reached the middle of the mountain, I saw an old man sitting there. I wondered if it was the old grave sweeper mentioned in many guides. I asked him from a distance where the cemetery was. He He raised his hand and said something, but didn't understand it, so he continued up the mountain. He saw a clearing on the side of the road, and there were words on the mountain wall, which read "Ting Tao", "Cui Liu", and "Yun Cave". When I found the cemetery, I was unwilling to give up and continued to search upwards. There was almost no way and it was difficult to walk.

When we got to the middle of the mountain, we saw a deserted landscape. I thought, the cemetery must not be here anymore, and the possibility of it being on the top of the mountain is even smaller. Otherwise, the road would not be built and it would not be so desolate.

On the way down the mountain, I happened to meet a local guide and two tourists talking about the cemetery, so I followed him. Oh, it turned out to be the place where the old man was sitting just now. Seeing that the guide was explaining to everyone, the old man kept silent walked away. What surprised me was that there was no tomb, only a colorful stone with a message on the front: Think as I do, and you will understand me; think as I do, and you will know me. On the back of the stele is a couplet written by Zhang Chonghe, Shen Congwen's aunt: "If you don't give in, you won't obey, and your writing will be like a star; if you are kind and tolerant, you will be innocent." Looking at the inscription, looking back at the Tuojiang River flowing quietly at the foot of the mountain, a passage from Mr. Shen passed through my heart: "There are still many people living in that city, but I often live in the impression that that small town gave me in the past." After sighing with emotion, he bowed solemnly.

It was already noon when I returned to the hotel. I didn’t want to go out for a walk anymore, so I looked for DVDs to watch. I watched two movies in the afternoon, one was "Prisoner of Azkaban". I like Harry Potter. My friends must know that this is the third episode. The other one is "The Godfather", which is a very old film but remains popular for a long time.

It’s already late after watching the CD. Yesterday, I agreed with a young man in the same dormitory that we would have a AA together today. It would still be the same Sanweiju and the same table. I ordered some food and a pound of glutinous rice wine, and there was no strange feeling at all. In the past two years of walking, I have met many people, either backpackers or people staying in youth hostels. Naturally, I felt a sense of familiarity. Kind of cordial. The young man is from Jiangxi and lives in Shenzhen. He recently quit his job and went on a trip. He has a good drinking capacity. After drinking a pound, he drank half a pound. After that, the young man continued to drink another pound. He said that he is a rare confidant in life. I guess the alcohol content of the glutinous rice wine is not high. Gao, it shouldn't be a big problem. It's fine if the dissuasion doesn't work. Now that I think about it, I feel a little regretful. It's better to just take another pound. Then maybe I can drink less of the middle half pound and I won't get drunk. But there is no regret medicine in the world, right? ?

When he was drunk, he started to talk about his experiences in Shenzhen. I said, don’t ask others to understand you. The key question in life is that when you die, even now, you ask yourself Do you have any regrets? If there are basically no regrets, then that’s fine. After drinking, he was a little tipsy, so when he talked about his girlfriend, he looked guilty, feeling that he had paid too little for her, even though he really loved her. I asked him to send a text message back. Instead of feeling guilty, he should take action.

In the evening, the two drunkards paid the bill very clearly and returned to the hotel smoothly. On the way, they agreed to go to the bar together when Jiajia went to bed. As soon as I took a shower at the hotel, I felt unstoppable sleepiness, so I climbed into the upper bunk to sleep. In the middle of the night, I was awakened by severe pain. I asked Jiajia to turn on the light and help me. I saw a large pool of blood on the ground. I stretched out my hand to touch the sore spot on my head. There was blood on my hand and pain everywhere on my body. I went to the bathroom to wash it off, but the blood was not washed away the first time. , I took a towel and rinsed it again. After rinsing, I wiped it with a napkin and wrapped it in the wound, then climbed into bed and continued to sleep. Cough, this damn wine. . . . . . This damn top bunk has no railings. . . . . .

d12 2006-8-25 Friday Fenghuang-Huaihua-Wuchang

I felt dizzy in the morning, maybe because of excessive blood loss, so I slept until 11 o'clock, then went to bed as soon as I got up The county hospital is in the south of Hongqiao. Cross the bridge and go straight. I took an electric car. It's not far and I arrived in a while. I looked in the mirror in the morning and saw that the wound had opened and was no longer bleeding. The doctor said it was too late and the wound was no longer fresh. I couldn't speak. He gave me stitches, five stitches on my chin, and local anesthesia. There was no anesthesia in the corner of my eye, so I had two stitches. The doctor was very responsible, and he gave me five stitches in the corner of my eye. The wound was carefully straightened and it was very painful, as if it had been stitched with more than a dozen stitches. I thought about the story of Guan Yu's bone scraping and Liu Bocheng's eye surgery, and I didn't feel much pain at all.

After stitching, dressing, and a tetanus shot, it was over. I returned to the hotel, gave the boss the medical bill, and told him that he needed to install railings on the upper bunk, but he didn’t say anything. What? Count the money to me after reading it.

After paying the bill, we have to rush to Huaihua. I have asked netizens to buy train tickets from Huaihua to Wuchang in the evening, so I have to get there as early as possible.

Go east out of the hotel, cross the alley to the highway, and less than 100 steps north there is a parking lot, which is the station from Fenghuang to Huaihua. 25 yuan/person, including children.

I fell asleep all the way. The bus arrived in Huaihua, about 3 o'clock. After getting off the bus, I slowly walked to the train station. I received a text message from Fengyun on the way, but I didn't reply because I was dizzy. We got in touch again at this time and made an appointment to meet at the Railway Building next to the train station.

I told Fengyun in a text message: In the lobby of the Railway Building, there is a person with a bandage on his head, who looks like a defeated soldier. It is me. After a while, a capable man wearing glasses came in. He looked around and when he saw the bandage on my head, he came over with a smile, shook hands and exchanged greetings. Feng Yun is different from what I imagined. He used to come to play with Qizi from time to time, and he was good at singing and reciting. He also hosted the "Walk Through Youth" entertainment party organized by Qizi and reading enthusiast ***. I felt like he was a high-ranking person. A tall, fat man. I didn't expect to be so thin, well-mannered, calm and elegant. We were very moved when we talked about Meng'er, Xiao Luokang, Xiao Ming and many friends we met online. He had to drive to Guangzhou after 5 o'clock. We didn't chat for long, gave me the ticket and left. The lower berth costs NT$201 and the middle berth for children costs NT$143.

Seeing that it was still early, I went to eat something on the street. My upper left tooth hurt a little. I didn’t know if I fell off the upper bunk yesterday and hit my tooth, but I didn’t have time to check, so I ate it. Two bowls of beef noodles. After dinner, I went to the book market and bought a copy of "The Da Vinci Code" to read in the car.

The train departed at 22:30. It was an air-conditioned train. It was very clean. The lower bunk had no railings. I was afraid of falling or bumping again, so I slept in the middle bunk. My whole body hurts, especially my left femur and knee.

I have left Xiangxi and Phoenix, please say a few more words. Compared with Lijiang, I prefer Phoenix, maybe because of the clear water here, maybe because of the bright night scene here, maybe because of the simplicity and generosity of the Xiangxi people, or maybe because of its tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle. . . . . .