Travel Notes: Feeling Lijiang

Lijiang, an ancient city of Yi people, has a long history, but I have never had a chance to get close to this small town. So this little dream has been brewing and fermenting in my heart. Finally, I embarked on a colorful trip to Yunnan in the summer of 1999. After arriving in Kunming, I went straight to Lijiang without stopping. This ancient town quietly tells its ordinary story every day. I'm just passing by in a hurry.

When I arrived in Lijiang, I finally saw Dayan Ancient City.

The old house with brick and wood structure is next to it, and it has been slightly tilted, and then the tilt is carefully passed down. Streets paved with stone slabs can't bear much of the past, and some of them are sunken. The greasy five-flowered stone has long lost its edges and corners, and the stone road runs through the street with a trickle, thus stringing up the streets and families.

Living in the courtyard of a Naxi family, whenever night falls, sitting in the courtyard, looking at the dazzling stars on the horizon, a Xia Feng that looks a little exaggerated and a little chilly, quietly listening to the Naxi old man gently telling the distant moving legend, that feeling gives people who are used to urban life a long-lost comfort. Dwelling in the city, the night sky seems to be no longer the color of night, like the iron curtain, as indifferent as the human feelings of the city, but in Lijiang, you can clearly see the extremely bright and twinkling stars!

In such a quiet town, I don't need to wear a mask game at night with stars and the moon, and I don't need to indulge myself in the luxury of life and get lost in the noise of the day. Of course, it is difficult to survive if you choose to resist when you are violated, because the heart is not a stone and it is easy to get hurt and bleed. Fortunately, there is still a starry night, and I can face the wound alone.

When the green vines revive and the sound of nature comes, they may recover as before. I remember Tagore said, "You missed the stars at night and even the sun in the morning." In Lijiang, you will not only miss the stars, but also miss the sunrise! In the morning, the diligent rooster will surely wake you up from the virtual dream!

Carrying a simple bag, I walked through the mountains and rivers of Lijiang alone, but it is difficult for me to describe it in detail and in detail. The reason why I love and walk through it is not for the scenery that can be described, the strange peaks and rocks, the good mountains and the good water. Just, just looking for something close to my soul. They are picturesque and exist between mountains and rivers.

In the long journey, everything is like a song of the past, wandering in the mountains and rivers. At that moment, I could feel the artistic conception of being far away from the humble and noisy landscape. It was actually a melancholy touch, an epiphany after helplessness. Closer to the essence of life.

Whether it is snow-capped mountains, endless virgin forests, flowery grasslands or ancient cities surrounded by clear canals, when I prove them with my feet, they are all abstracted into a simple and vast calligraphy in front of my eyes. That calligraphy shows an open mind. That is the source of cosmic wisdom and the only way for our little life to reach spiritual paradise. A stupid person like me, we must always be in it to get constant understanding.

Mountains and rivers can calm the secular state of mind. The so-called opening your heart must be in the cool breeze and bright moon, or when birds are singing in mountains and rivers. The real temple is built in the deep mountains. There are clouds floating in the sky. And mountains and rivers can wash dust. Even the Jing Ke-style farewell is on the windy and water-cooled banks, playing sword and singing. Therefore, the sage said that mountains and rivers are far away from humbleness and noise.

I used to like mountains and rivers, but I love the mountains and rivers here even more after I arrived in Lijiang! As a modern person, I always feel that I am in an embarrassing spiritual survival oppression. In order to save, or perhaps to escape for the time being, I chose to indulge in the open-mindedness given me by mountains and rivers, treat myself as an innocent child for the time being, treat mountains and rivers as a paradise on earth, put aside all the troubles in the world, sing folk songs as ethereal as mountain wind, find romantic songs of weeds among mountains and rivers, feel various Naxi folk customs among Naxi girls wearing stars in Dai Yue, and understand the mysterious and long-standing Dongba culture in Xanadu.

I don't know if there will be any chance to come to Lijiang in the future, and I don't know if Lijiang will be so pure and beautiful after coming again. I only know that when we find Shangri-La, we are also losing Shangri-La, because these beautiful things can only face the fate of gradually disappearing in the face of human money goals. Remember the ancient Indians sang in the ballad:

"Only when the last tree was created.

The last dog was poisoned.

The last fish was arrested.

You just found out.

Money is inedible. "

I only hope that one day, I can have a glass of beer like this, sit leisurely under the Liu Yin by the ancient city bridge, and share this quiet moment with people of different colors and languages around me. Appreciating the ancient bridge, listening to the flowing water and accompanying ordinary people, I don't know, will I still be ecstatic at that time?