Chongqing-a city unfriendly to fat people

Before this trip, I went to Chongqing once, but that was from Xi to Chongqing and then to Chengdu. However, the transfer experience was so bumpy that I didn't appreciate any of the scenery in Chongqing, leaving only the experience of sweating and almost missing the bus.

It's true that when you walk with mobile navigation, the planned route is confused, whether it's an overpass overhead or a tunnel under your feet. When I gave up navigation and groped for myself, I clearly looked at the map close at hand, but one was on it and the other was below. What's more, I am a fat man who is not good at sports, but this "mountain city" seems to have countless uphill and downhill slopes waiting for me. I just slept in a hard seat for eight hours without rest. This "mountain climbing" experience made me give up thinking, which led me to make the wrong stop, run to the wrong North-South Square, and finally catch up when the train just started. I sat in my seat panting and wiped the sweat from my face with my wet clothes. It took me half an hour to fall asleep in my seat exhausted. I took off my clothes in the dormitory and found a circle of white sweat on my back, chest and collar. When I went out, I came back clean and white and turned into beige.

At that time, my impression of Chongqing was that it was a city unfriendly to fat people.

This may day took up a day because of interviewing a community. More importantly, the cost of living in the past few months has exceeded. I was going to lie in the dormitory for two days. Unexpectedly, my mother gave me a start-up fund. With money, I want to travel to Chongqing during the two-day holiday. First, I want to have a good look at Chongqing after the last "tragic" experience. Second, I want to meet my classmates I haven't seen for a long time, just to renew my friendship with them.

My friends and I spent the night in the Internet cafe near the railway station. I was sleepy and listless in the morning, and then I embarked on this short journey. I want to sleep on the train for a while, but it is the crying of children and the constant change of seats that disturb my dreams. Let me feel more dizzy than in the morning after getting off the bus, and there is a stream of sour water in my throat. Enduring this discomfort, I climbed around the subway and bus for another stop, and hurried to the hotel because I didn't have enough change. Fortunately, I arrived at the hotel at noon, and there happened to be a guest room for me to rest. Finally, I covered my eyes and promised to see my classmates the next day, and then I fell unconscious on the bed.

When I woke up, I found that it was already 5 pm, and the plan to take a nap and go out for a walk in the afternoon was ruined. I don't know if I slept at an inappropriate time or if I was too tired before. When I woke up, I was very weak. The whole person sat on the bed and went to the bathroom to catch his breath. I always thought I couldn't waste time in the hotel, but I didn't eat a serious meal after running all day, and I didn't have the strength to go out. I'm going to order a takeaway and go out for a walk. After all, food is the most important thing for people.

I didn't find it until I had enough to eat and drink, and I didn't go out. I don't know if it's my own arrangement or if everything is just a coincidence. The hotel I booked is next to the subway station, and it should be a bustling scene around, but I am among a group of street vendors, surrounded by trolleys selling snacks, stalls selling pots, slippers, socks, chargers and so on, as well as some open-air skewers, maocai and grilled fish shops. People pick the unimportant one or two pieces on the roadside, or squat on Mazar or a small bench around a pot of hot pot with Chili peppers, chatting and drinking in words I don't understand. Suddenly I feel like I'm in Guiyang or back to my hometown, squatting on the roadside to eat mutton powder or signing a bottle of beer with bare arms on the roadside. But when I got to the subway station, I returned to what a municipality directly under the Central Government should have. The scenery of the steel forest was full of traffic. This short distance of 300 meters seems to have crossed me for 20 years; They have walked this road for twenty years, and I only walked for less than five minutes.

I hesitated in front of the subway ticket vending machine, and finally decided to go to Guanyin Bridge to find independent bookstores and record stores in Chongqing. I finally found my favorite independent bookstore so far-Blade Bookstore in Miaoershi Creative Zone, and Yin Tian Records, the only record store hidden in Mao Ye Tiandi. Unfortunately, I didn't find the album I was looking for. I turned around and went back to the hotel to rest. Although I have a lot to say about this, it has little to do with the experience along the way. It would be a pity if it were omitted, but I have to go through it first, then write a single article and speak slowly. )

I was woken up by the alarm clock early the next morning, but I really didn't want to get out of this warm and comfortable bed. I had to keep reminding myself "I'm going to get up in ten minutes", "Oh, I'm going to sleep for another ten minutes" and "Well, I'm going to get up in fifteen minutes" ... So I tossed and turned in bed until it was close to the appointed time, and I reluctantly put on my clothes and hurried to the appointment. Seeing that familiar face at the subway entrance made me feel a little warm. After all, as the saying goes, "rely on parents at home and friends when going out." Although I like to walk around alone, it is also a happy thing to have friends in other places. We went to Jie Fangbei, which is famous for its beautiful girls, and had a hot pot. Then we stopped at Chaotianmen to see the river view.

Like I said before, I wonder if it's just a coincidence or something. We happened to be building a road near Chaotianmen, during which we crossed the road and made a big detour to find the right way. But on the way around, we also passed the open-air food market in the corner, the fly restaurant in the streets and lanes, and the huge silver-gray shopping mall covered with glass. With the scorching sun overhead, we are constantly moving back and forth in the life of two eras, and we can't help but feel a sense of time and space disorder. When we passed a shopping mall, our classmates sighed:

"It's strange that sometimes in this bustling street or city, there is always a feeling of unease in my heart. I feel that this place is too big for me. On the contrary, in the dirty old community, people can feel at ease, just like at home. Maybe I can't enjoy a happy life. "

"Chongqing, like Guiyang, is built on a mountain, and Chongqing is even worse, known as the' mountain city'. Buildings in such cities are difficult to be demolished and rebuilt, so many rich communities and residential buildings still exist. Just like the living conditions at home. Sometimes I always feel this way. Maybe this is the common problem of our' small town youth'. "

"In fact, I think these scenic spots in Chongqing have nothing to see. Ciqikou is a completely commercialized ancient town. Jiefangpai is also a business district. Chaotianmen is just to see the river view, but those ropeways crossing the river are usually very cheap and expensive on holidays, so there is really nothing to see in such a long queue. I think the real fun is the streets of Chongqing. Look at these houses built on the slopes. The top floor is the same height, but the bottom floor is inclined. Look at this noodle restaurant. It is higher than the bicycle repair hut next to it, and it gets shorter and shorter as you go in. Finally, there are no shops downstairs. Don't you think it's funny So I don't want to take the subway, but I prefer to take the bus. Sitting on the bus, sometimes you can see the building on the left is high above, while the building on the right is under your feet. This contrast always touches me inexplicably. "

I followed her words and looked at these magical houses nearby. No matter the ups and downs of the mountain under your feet, you keep the uniformity on your head. I gradually began to appreciate the charm of this city. Man and the environment interact with each other. It is precisely because of this hilly terrain that Chongqing is hotter and less gentle than Chengdu, which is located in the plain.

When we talked and laughed all the way along the river to Chaotianmen, we watched the Jialing River and the Yangtze River meet here and then rush into the sea. We sat on the steps in front of Chaotianmen and looked at a dense river. Opposite the tall building is looming, and rows of cruise ships are parked on the shore pier. I don't know whether it was cloudy that day or whether people have lost interest in swimming in the river. There are only 3322 people chatting on the cruise ship, so it always seems that the cruise ship is reluctant to leave the dock, and the horn for buying tickets has inadvertently increased several degrees. I looked at the river that surrounded me, and this busy scene reminded me of the Songhua River with tenderness in my hometown. Alas, it may be that the nostalgia of "small town youth" is at work again.

Unfortunately, we were caught in a heavy rain on the way back, and we didn't bring an umbrella because we listened to the "lies" of the weather forecast. In fact, I don't have the habit of carrying an umbrella at all, because I like rain. My favorite thing is to walk in the rain, but an umbrella is an obstacle for me. But this sudden heavy rain is usually only for a while, which is one of my only life experiences. After the rain subsided, we continued to walk along the river to the subway station. We got off the Dongshuimen Bridge and passed by Huguang Hall. There are even fewer scenic spots and tourists just after this rare heavy rain. Naturally, we will not miss this rare opportunity to enjoy a scenic spot quietly, and we will go for a walk without saying anything.

As Mr. Lin said, "You really opened the antique, and you will regret it in the future!" Even if it is repaired, it is only a fake antique at best! " Huguang Guild Hall was originally a fellow guild hall created by people from Hunan and Hubei provinces to keep in touch with their hometown. At that time, it was mainly used for lodging or gathering with fellow villagers. At that time, in addition to the merchants from the two lakes, there were also merchants from Guangdong, Guangxi, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Fujian, Jiangxi and Yunnan-Guizhou provinces who set up guild halls here, resulting in an "eight-province guild hall" composed of the original Huguang guild hall, Jiangxi guild hall, Guangdong guild hall, Shaanxi guild hall, Fujian guild hall, Yunnan-Guizhou guild hall, Shanxi guild hall and Tongqing CCBA. In the mid-1980s, the Huguang Guild Hall, which once carved beams and painted buildings, was devastated and fell into disrepair after experiencing residential buildings and unit warehouses. It took 1 100 million yuan and 265,438+0 months to restore it to its present scale and momentum, but we have long forgotten its brilliant and exquisite original appearance. What we can see now is only a part of Wang Yu Temple, Qi 'an CCBA, Guangdong CCBA and Jiangxi Guild Hall.

As soon as you get started, you will see the huge and majestic Yu Palace. The railings around are carved with wood carvings, and the stairs on both sides are covered with colorful cards for seeking happiness or wishing love eternal. Further inside are the offices of various families, such as Guangdong Office, Jiangnan Guild Hall and Kai 'an Office. , each has a stage. Some on the stage are empty, some have guqin props, some have guqin music in the stereo next to them, some have not changed the banners of previous performances, and it seems that they are still waiting for the audience to enter, while a few people have been sitting under the stage drinking tea and chatting. A cup of hot tea, accompanied by rainy weather, surrounded by rockeries and potted plants, seems to put people in the scenery of Jiangnan, which makes me not only sigh the importance and love of the ancients for life.

But it didn't last long. The heavy rain poured down, and the water droplets as big as beans fell to the ground with a bang, and white smoke came out from the ground. More like drums on an umbrella. The students sighed: "Chongqing really hasn't seen such heavy rain for a long time." We had to hide in a room and wait for the rainstorm to stop. When I was bored, I turned on my mobile phone and found that some friends were disturbed by the rainstorm. Shortly after the rain, more stones and fallen leaves washed down from the roof in the yard, and the initial dense fog was swept away. We also took advantage of this calm and left the hall. When I walked under the Dongshuimen Bridge, the water dripping from the bridge was right on my forehead. I was just about to laugh at my bad luck when the classmate next to me took me with joy and said, "Look! These water droplets are so fun that they fall into a ball. " I had to shrug my shoulders and say helplessly, "You are not interested in scenic spots, but you think the falling water drops are fun. I really don't know if you are naive or stupid. "

After that, we climbed up a simple alley, where we could see some graffiti prohibiting defecation and defecation, and we could also see the deep scenery around us, but I didn't have time to feel the tranquility and kept climbing wholeheartedly. When I set foot on the last step, I was paralyzed, just because the last trace of dignity as a boy did not collapse to the ground. I went to Guanyin Bridge again, had a quick meal, and then got on the bus.

What I still remember is that when I arrived at Chengdu East Railway Station in the middle of the night, I watched the people at the exit pulling people to stay overnight or take a bus, and my chest was stuffy and my throat was a little sore. It was not until I got out of this noisy crowd and sat on the stone steps by the roadside that I felt a little relaxed. I was tired after climbing in the mountain city for a day, and my legs and feet were sore. I don't want to experience this kind of physical and mental marathon again, although I can't bear to part with this journey, watching the dim street lights and speeding cars in front and the faint moonlight in the distance.

When I got to the dormitory, I quickly left my schoolbag and turned over to bed without even taking off my clothes. Just want to sleep, my mobile phone received a short message from the bank reminding me of my account balance, only to find that this taxi ride cost more than 100 yuan. I had to whisper in bed:

"Well, this fucking life has started again."