Dali Lijiang travel experience

Impression of Lijiang - Soft Time Some people say that Lijiang is the only fairyland on earth left by God in the world, where auspicious clouds shroud the place, birds chirp in the blue sky and white clouds, and cattle and sheep roam. Wandering among the green grass and red flowers, people leisurely leisurely by the ancient bridges and flowing water, the sun shines on the annual rings of life, and the snow-capped mountains and streams wash away the dust of the soul. There, there is only listening, only perception, and only gazing at the harmony between man and nature, the tender confiding, and the deep attachment. Add these all together and tell you, this is Lijiang. And I drifted here, wandering in the ancient city, and an entrance caught my attention. The door was small, but you could see countless travelers who had stayed on the wall inside the door. Some are what they saw, some are themselves, and under the photos there are all kinds of blessings, all kinds of pulp paper, all kinds of fonts, telling their own various stories . And when I raised my head, I noticed that "there is a different world." Just like the design techniques in Chinese classical gardens, from small to large, the entire inn is a courtyard. The accommodation is divided into two floors, symmetrical from top to bottom, and the structure is entirely made of wood. The owner placed an ancient wood-shaped table and rocking chairs in the middle of the yard. The table was surrounded by red flowers and green trees, and the sound of flowing spring water brought me back to the world. At night we were sitting on the rocking chair, drinking tea, chatting, telling stories about ourselves or those we had heard and seen. Inadvertently, we stretched out, fell into the arms of the rocking chair, took a deep breath at the sky, and The moment my eyes met the sky, my whole soul was suddenly shaken. There were so many stars that there was no gap in the night. Stars of different sizes sat next to each other like family members, quietly telling stories flickering on and off. I have told a story for tens of thousands of years, it was my magnificent encounter with the starry sky. It enveloped my mind. That night, we sat around the stone table and drank wine and talked freely, ranging from poetry and songs to philosophy of life, from astronomy and geography to the world. Occasionally, I will have an epiphany, and I will often be moved. With the vast starry sky above our heads and sitting in the ancient city, we suddenly feel that time and space have stopped here, and the long river of life has been filtered here. In the next journey, we will pursue the lost beauty in the world with a purer soul, a firmer belief, and a broader vision, and find the most primitive touch in life. The night full of happiness passed quietly between my fingers, even though I was reluctant to let go, I couldn't. However, the approaching morning once again fills our hearts with joy. After getting up, I open the door and the fresh air coming from the pavement carries the crispness of the snowy mountains and the fragrance of the earth. It is the reflection of feeling refreshed at this time. The sky is clear, the clouds are exceptionally white, and the warm sunshine gently touches everything. The heaven and earth are in harmony. This is an opportunity and a touch. There is a pure land in everyone's heart, which treasures the pure goodness that is the origin of life. There is a power in everyone's soul that inspires life to constantly explore new territories. This is what soft time brings to me.