Travel is not a way for idealists to escape, but a road that one's soul can embark on and be truly redeemed.
As San Mao said, the real happiness of traveling lies not in the destination, but in its process. It is a great pleasure for me to meet different people, encounter strange things, overcome all kinds of difficulties and listen to different languages. Although a world in a sand and a heaven in a flower; What's more, the world is not only a sand and a flower, but also more or less wonderful phenomena accumulated. I see, I listen, and my experience is richer.
It lasted 41 days and passed through 11 provinces of Shandong, Jiangsu, Anhui, Jiangxi, Hunan, Guizhou, Yunnan, Sichuan, Gansu, Shaanxi and Henan, with a total journey of 9,565 kilometers. One person can travel at once.
On February 27th, 2112, I suddenly felt an impulse to go backpacking in Yunnan. On February 29, 2112, I decided to embark on my trip this winter vacation without hesitation. Maybe I'm still like that. I just want to do it. Youth is a song. I like to seize the gaps in time, interpret the legend with my life, and end my long-cherished wish with struggle. In the weeks before the exam, whenever I think about traveling, I always feel a little excited, and there are always some unspeakable pleasures, like my infinite love for life.
I passed the tough exam, but after the trip, it seems to me that many previous events are no longer so impressive, so hesitant and stubborn. I'm glad, as expected, that my family agreed to my decision. I've been like this since I was a child. I don't like being obedient and worried. My life is like a maverick Wang Xingren, and maybe that's why I am now.
On October 3, 2113, I took all the equipment I had already prepared and embarked on a trip. As always, the sky at home was still gray, and my parents were still repeating those heavy jobs. Go, really should go, resolutely. The first stop, Cangshan, Linyi-Zaozhuang West Station, wanted to record the life, and asked others to help me take a photo at Zaozhuang West Station.
On October 3, 2113, the train from Zaozhuang West to Kunming will leave, with a total length of 42 hours and 58 minutes, 2,978 kilometers and a hard seat of 312 yuan. Perhaps this is the first time that I have taken the train for such a long time after ten years. Many things happened along the way and I met many people. In the train, I heard that passengers from the north and south of the river talked about geography from astronomy, from autumn and winter to spring and summer, and traveled across the four seasons. Tiredness may no longer be so important. Although I had a seat, I stood for 21 hours because of my mistakes, but it was nothing. I like to make mistakes, because I can keep improving. Thank you, Zhou Na, who can always talk nonstop all the way. It seems that you are a freshman in Hefei Polytechnic University. Your consciousness is really high, like a junior. There is also the buddy in Qujing, Yunnan who fought with the train conductor. Thank you for the big brother who didn't intend to take my seat to work. Thank you for the simple uncles at the car interface ...
It's almost time to stop, and there are fewer people, so I decided to take a seat to sleep with Zhou Na
. At this time, it was about 7: 11 in the morning, and it was just dawn, and all the fatigue disappeared. Carrying a bag in this familiar and unfamiliar city, a city with four seasons like spring, I just want to tell you loudly that Yunnan is coming! I have a dream of traveling around the world since I was a child. I finally took the first step, and my first real trip in life began here. I believe I can go further and fly higher in the future.
October 5-8, 2113, Kunming. The first international youth hostel, the first time to go so far, too many firsts, too many impulses. During the four-day trip to Kunming, I have basically visited Yunnan University, Yunnan University for Nationalities, Kunming University of Science and Technology, Yunnan Mingzu Village, yunnan wild animal park, Cuihu, Haigeng Park … Kunming is really not suitable for playing, as the friends I know in the Youth Travel Service said, but it depends on the purpose of your coming out, and you have no regrets. I met Xi Zhiwei in the Bigfoot International Youth Hostel for a semester. There were 8 people in the room, most of whom were foreigners. Most of them stayed for one day and then went to other places.
seal of Kunming
October 9-22, 2113, Dali. When I got off the train, I began to look for the Dali Youxinlou Inn introduced by Xi Zhiwei. The inn is located at the Caicun Wharf at the bottom of the ancient city of Dali, next to Erhai Lake. The innkeeper has been master for 91 years, which is too ridiculous. During the period, I requisitioned Shuo Shuo's bicycle and went to Xizhou, where the crispy rice cake is well known and 2 yuan is the only one.
Dali, romantic, a beautiful place. Here, the first thing you learn is to slow down, then slow down and stay in a daze quietly. Ancient towns, Cangshan Mountain, Erhai Lake, fields, tourists, get up at 6 o'clock in the morning, wait for the sunrise in Erhai Lake, walk in the quaint streets and enjoy the leisure of the Bai people, and listen to the local people. Running water, falling flowers, antique, delicious food, individual travelers, free breathing. Dali, a place you don't want to go when you come ...
I met Senior Sister Mao Mingyue at Youxinlou Inn. Hey, we talked a lot the night before you left. She was going home to see her newborn nephew. I wonder if you found the affair you wanted in Lijiang, haha. . . And Ding Wei, the classmate, invited me to eat bait before I left. Shangri-La came down just to see the steamed stuffed bun elder brother at sunrise in Erhai Lake, uncle Northeast who took wedding photos, elder brother Da Shuang who painted, and Ma Ming and his wife who came out to spend the honey year. It's so romantic. When I get married, I will definitely take my daughter-in-law go to dali to play.
Dali is the most beautiful stop of my trip, quiet, clear and simple. With uncles and aunts who do farm work, they crowded the bus in 1.5 yuan, met strangers who rode bicycles and traveled with smiles, watched the sunrise, and photographed other people's brides … fantastic myths, fairyland-like Dali.
Dream-like Dali
From October 23rd to 25th, 2113, I was at my grandma's house. These days, my cousin was not in the itinerary, but when she got married, she adjusted her itinerary and took this opportunity to feel the wedding customs in Dali, Yunnan Province. She left Yunnan when she was five years old, and visited my grandmother's house two or three times during the holiday in junior high school. She arrived at her grandmother's house on the evening of the 22nd, and everything was so familiar and strange. Maybe it was ten years, and many of them changed. Fortunately, I found the accent many years ago when I talked with my grandmother. Walls, ravines, mountain roads and green everywhere always remind me of the past many years ago.
In my memory, during the Spring Festival, I asked for money to buy firecrackers and played in the bamboo forest at the door with my two brothers and sisters. At one time, my father carried me everywhere. At one time, Grandpa put me in a donkey basket and walked a long mountain road to the big flat on the Lancang River. At one time, I slept under the hard seat of the train and was trampled by others. At one time, I went to the market with my grandmother carrying a bamboo basket. At one time, everything was very simple. Now, I am trying to find the traces left by that year.
On 24th, Brother Yao Sheng got married, and experienced the ethnic customs here all the time. It was simple and simple, and the nostalgia was so pure. It felt so close, simple and sweet. I met many folks at the wedding banquet, but I still left a sea in their memory, as if I had never left for a moment, just grown up.
Na Pianhai in memory
On October 26th-27th, 2113, Shuanglang. After returning to Dali ancient city from grandma's house, I continued my journey and returned to Youxinlou Inn. It's time for Ma Ming and his wife to go home for the New Year. After a night, I slightly adjusted my itinerary and planned to go to Shuanglang, Shangri-La and Lijiang. Xiaguanfeng, Shangguanhua, Cangshan Snow, Erhai Moon. Romantic, beautiful in the mirror, moon in the water. If you are also in Shuanglang ...
If you are also in Shuanglang
From October 28th to 29th, 2113, Shangri-La. It's about 311 kilometers from Dali to Shangri-La, and the bus ride is from 4: 31 pm on the 27th to around 8: 11 am on the 28th. All the way is a mountain road, and the bus can only travel around Panshan at a speed of about 41. The road is very dangerous, and the car is swaying, with mountains on one side and cliffs on the other. When turning sharply, my heart will always be in my throat. When you get off the bus, the temperature is obviously much lower than that in Dali. The average altitude of Shangri-La is about 3,111, and it will freeze at night. I met Wei Zhang in the car, a sophomore girl, and we traveled together. I found an inn in Dukezong Ancient City in Shangri-La to discuss the next trip. The first stop was the Songzanlin Temple in Gadan. I was almost bitten by a dog on the construction site at the gate of the scenic spot when I evaded the ticket with anxiety. Thanks to a local grandfather who showed us the way, we succeeded in evading the ticket. The next day, I decided to go to Pudacuo National Park. Fortunately, I got on the bus. Pudacuo National Park, a charming place, the Pearl of the Plateau Bitahai, is about 4511 meters above sea level. The most primitive is the most beautiful. Everything seems like no one has set foot in it. Even the little squirrel is so afraid of people. It will run to your bag to find food. In the afternoon, I took a bus, she went to Lijiang, and I went to Tiger Leaping Gorge.
paradise on earth Shangri-La
From October 31th to 31th, 2113, Tiger Leaping Gorge. Tiger leaping gorge hiking is a famous hiking route in the world, which combines height, danger and beauty, and it is tiring ~! It's exhausting Try it … a very dangerous mountain road. This road is dominated by foreigners, such as Britain, Holland, Russia … especially Koreans. On the way, I met a senior David Shen, graduate student Yu Qiusheng, and a northeast buddy Han Tianfang who works in Korea. Thank you for your company. After staying in half way for a day, we continued our journey at dawn. The four of us arrived in Tina's Youth Travel Service in about two hours, chatted for a while, and we continued down. When we arrived at the riverside, it was not as rough as we thought, and the tiger leaping stone was huge. Looking up from the riverside was another kind of scenery. After playing on the riverside for about an hour, we began to go up. It was much more difficult to go uphill than downhill, and we reached the most challenging vertical ladder. At this time, other teams have started to come down. We didn't dare to get off the ladder, but girls actually got off it. I admire it. The feeling on the ladder is the most thrilling and exciting in my trip to Tiger Leaping Gorge. I clung to the ladder with both hands and didn't dare to relax at all. When I went up, I was paralyzed with fear, but the sense of accomplishment from it was beyond words. I can't help but sigh, it's good to be alive! It's time to go back to Lijiang.
The thrilling Tiger Leaping Gorge
Lijiang, February 1-3, 2113. On the first day, I met a Korean buddy who came out to play in the old squad leader's youth hostel. He spoke Chinese very well and gave me a gift when I left in the afternoon. On the 2nd, I went to Lashihai with the group. What a group! I was cheated when I first joined the group! In the afternoon, I arrived at Shuhe Ancient Town, and just entered the K2 Youth Hostel, I met a buddy in Lijiang, so I ate ribs together, and I met dozens of people I didn't know, which is why I met the hiking brother in Hunan and two Shanghai teachers who ruined the three views! Gong Ruyi and Gu Xin, Lao Gong, the idiot, the physical education teacher of temperament sister paper, +1, good boy, you know. Thank you for every meeting, every journey, meeting different people, touching different things and living a strong life. On the 3rd, I rode to Baisha Ancient Town with my resigned brother Ruan, brother Hiking and two second-rate teachers, and rode all the way to the foot of Yulong Snow Mountain. Finally, I was followed by a dog for nearly 11 kilometers. In fact, we met the dog on the road, and he seemed to be unable to find his home, so he followed us all the way. I won't tell you that I ate four bowls of rice at dinner tonight. . . But the rice in Yunnan is really much more delicious than the rice in the north.
Lijiang, the beginning of a beautiful story
February 4-6, 2113, Lugu Lake. Lugu Lake is a beautiful legend and a magical journey. Ride around the lake from Rigg to Rigg. Some people say that people who love to travel are masochists and have nothing to find, especially for people like us who travel badly. I have always wanted to travel. When I have time, I have no money. When I have money, I have no time. I have both time and money, but we are too old to walk. Money and time are excuses. If you don't have much money, you can travel with your friends and choose a place where you don't need money to go for an outing. When time is not enough, you can choose a place closer, bring your loved ones and parents and have a happy weekend. It is better to act than to move while you can.
In Lugu Lake an all-consuming love Youth Hostel, I met my northeast buddy Han Tianfang who was hiking in Tiger Leaping Gorge. The next day, a group of nine people formed a team to circle the lake. Two Shanghai teachers chose to charter a car to circle the lake and met at the wedding bridge. good girls! On the 6th, I went back to Lijiang by car, and a sister who was engaged in real estate next to me was scared to cry by the steep road, which made me feel sorry. The mountain road was eighteen bends! It's good to say goodbye to Lao Gong. Teacher Gu has wood and +1!
two happy
February 7-12, 2113, grandma's house. Aunt, grandmother, old mother, aunt, a-mei Zhang Wei … too many faces, too many thoughts, all of our lives, we are on the way home. No matter how big the world is, I always have to go home, but I am still drifting, for that persistence and for that persistence. Youth is a song with bright scars, because we never give up in dreams, because we cherish each other sincerely. Feel the bits and pieces of life with your heart, and continue to write intermittent notes with your memory. Seize the dream and seize the youth.
Memories cut off the constant affection, pay with sincerity, and cherish every minute and second spent. I went to seven restaurants for dinner in the past few days, and received a lot of lucky money. Everything was just as it was at the beginning. Forever memory, forever friendship.
There are always some unforgettable memories.
February 3-15, 2113, Tengchong. Volcanoes, hot springs, wetlands, Heshun ancient town, the legendary international metropolis, and the first city on the border are not as attractive as expected, and what is embarrassing is that google Maps does not provide bus navigation services in this area. Just after the New Year, the room rate has also increased a lot. Although the temperature here can be used for camping, the tragedy is that there is no tent. . . I met four people in Rehai Park, three college students and an office worker, and I became a handbag in the tragic event. Coincidentally, a girl, Zhao Jie, is from my grandmother's neighboring town. . . . . .
the legendary international metropolis, Tengchong
February 16-17, 2113, Ruili. Ruili feels much better than Tengchong. The spacious roads are separated from Myanmar by a river. Between the surplus and the water, life and death are boundless. From Ruili across a river to Wanding across a river, China-Myanmar friendship is just like children crossing the border river barefoot now.
kapok in the south still stubbornly sticks to its branches for a long time and refuses to leave. Lingling river follows the passing time, and the air is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, just for a kind of persistence, just for a promise, just for this waterfall. Mori Rainforest, Zador Falls. . The last stop in Ruili.
China-Myanmar border, Ruili
February 8-19, 2113, Kunming. I met my big cousin who works in Kunming, visited the flower market, Dianchi Wetland Park, saw my cousin's work place, saw the flower auction process, Dounan Flower Market, the largest flower base in China, and all kinds of flowers were very cheap. 19, it's time to go, really it's time to go, don't really want to leave this beautiful place of Yunnan?