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The high-energy warning ahead, this article, is just a four-unlike, half immersed in memories, half travel notes, and may need to add a few grams of rambling. Originally, I wanted to participate in the essay writing. As a result, I suddenly looked back and found that it was almost over. I was confident that I could finish it before twelve o'clock, and the result was that the pattern was broken.

But now that I have started, I have not continued, which is not in line with my mild obsessive-compulsive personality.

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Hong Kong has always been a familiar and strange place. My hometown is a small city near the mountains and the sea. A generation ago, like dandelions floating in the sea breeze, they spread to various places, most of which are Hong Kong, Thailand and other places. Several of my relatives who don't know what to call them have settled in Hong Kong. My father also has friends who do business in Hong Kong, and some people around him set foot on the land separated by a river at a very young age.

When I was young, all my childhood memories were also closely related to Hong Kong TV. Primary school is a public school, and my home is not far from school. I go home for dinner every noon. My family eats around a small table in front of the TV and watches TVB TV dramas. When I get home from school in the afternoon, I can just catch up with Jade TV to play Japanese cartoons. My mother won't let me watch TV when I should do my homework, so I secretly take advantage of her to go out shopping, keep my eyes open and watch a little digital Tyrannosaurus or as much as seed.

habitually, the two names of local Taiwan and Emerald TV are more familiar to me than TVB and ATV. Accordingly, Cantonese is a natural skill for me to understand.

but I didn't find an opportunity to set foot in the city that I have always remembered until I graduated from high school and went home to work. When crossing the long customs corridor, separated by bright glass, Shenzhen is in the back and Hong Kong is in the front, there is an indescribable sense of uncertainty, which suddenly leaps my heart, making me want to move on, but I am only timid.

People who are not long-term lovers themselves will always suddenly recall something at a certain moment, just like opening a childhood diary in the afternoon.

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The scenery of Hong Kong comes with a filter. Yellow zebra crossings, cabs with red dates, pink or sky-blue street signs with white characters, green or lemon-yellow double-decker buses, the traffic lights on the sidewalk seem to be bigger than those I have seen since I was a child, and the lights are flashing alternately, and the colors are particularly bright and the contrast is bright enough.

The first time I went to Hong Kong, I really didn't have any experience. I didn't do the strategy, and I underestimated the consequences of not having a cell phone signal and WIFI after I left the country. I thought that if I couldn't find my way, I would just look up the map at a shop. I didn't even think about the first stop of my trip before I passed the customs. In the end, my trip was basically stuck in Mong Kok and Central.

Fortunately, some raiders maps were intercepted the night before yesterday, and there will be signs marking scenic spots in the subway station, which is not like a headless fly that can't find any direction. Besides, I can find a McDonald's in Mong Kok, and the WIFI in the store finally made my heart feel a little moved for the rest of my life. However, I can't find the delicious food that I didn't cut in advance. I feel a little aggrieved, but there is nothing I can do. However, I just walked into a snack bar in Central, where the noodles and milk tea were delicious! Fishing noodles are ordinary bamboo noodles, which can be seen everywhere in Guangzhou, but the sauce poured on noodles is really different from Guangfu, which is thicker and more fragrant.

At the first stop, I went to Wong Tai Sin Temple. After the first lottery in my life, I went to cancel my visa. Two people asked me whether I wanted to explain it in vernacular or Mandarin. I confidently chose Cantonese. She asked me what the zodiac was, and my mind was blank. The monkeys in Chaoshan dialect, Mandarin and English flashed through my mind, but I just couldn't remember how to say the monkeys in vernacular. Finally, I couldn't remember. "Ma Yi ~" The old man patted his thigh, which was not surprising. "You have a bad career this year, so be careful of the little people in the workplace." I still stubbornly keep that signature, lying quietly in my wallet, like an amulet. Although the year of prayer and inquiry has passed, my career and life have not improved. But in my heart, I always believe that it carries an ominous answer and will finally show me the way.

Next, I spent most of my time wandering around Mong Kok. Turning from this corner to that corner, I wandered aimlessly past shops, and girls in gray or blue school skirts passed by. My eyes fell on their uniform shoes and ankle-high white socks. At the end of the day, I found a bus stop and found that there was a bus that could go to the Star Ferry Pier. I spent a few Hong Kong dollars on the boat and watched the Victoria Harbour getting closer and closer. At that time, it was already afternoon, and the buildings with semi-elliptical roofs were white, calm and peaceful.

In fact, compared with Macau, for a cash-strapped person, Hong Kong really feels that there is nothing to see, and it is mainly for sightseeing and eating. After all, Buses are free and Disney is expensive. But Hong Kong is still a lovely and interesting city for me.

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Hong Kong is a lovely and interesting city. This loveliness and interest is not reflected in the optimism or natural humor of the people in this city, but in the fact that this city contains all the people who set foot on this land and always seems too quiet. In Hong Kong, I took the subway, bus and cruise ship. Although I only wandered around a few small places after a whole day, all kinds of people passed me, including blondes studying in Hong Kong, Indian Asan riding a motorcycle and wearing a headscarf, and Muslims wearing small round hats who flocked out of the mosque just after church. They naturally walk on the street, eat, sleep and go to the toilet on this land, and I naturally look at them, and there will be no sense of wandering in my heart that they will leave sooner or later.

The quietness in Hong Kong is a kind of quietness that thousands of words have merged into a tacit understanding. I used to be a quiet person, but I think this city is quieter than people. Strolling around every corner of Mong Kok, there are crowded shops next to it, but I didn't hear much noise or loud music coming from the shops. Occasionally, there will be grandfathers and grandmothers who meet on the road. After they say hello gently, they will continue to walk their own way. Everyone is doing their own thing silently and walking their own way, as if walking is walking. There is nothing to say to each other, and there is no need to worry too much about each other, a kind of quiet that is absolutely peaceful.

Maybe it's because it faces the sea. After all kinds of experiences, it's like the sea, quiet and tolerant.