? 2116.

? It was the first time that I came to Shanghai in 2116, because I transferred directly from Hongqiao Station to Jiashan South, so I didn't have time to see the magic capital.

it wasn't until the beginning of October that year that I went to Shanghai for the first time. The first choice is, of course, to see the famous landmark, the Oriental Pearl. The two-dollar ferry ticket passes through Pudong from the Bund, which coincides with the holiday. The vast crowd gathers into the cabin like fine sand and spreads across the river like the tide. Because it was the first time to take a boat, I was very happy at first, but in that less than ten minutes' journey, there were people standing or standing around, filtering the crowded air in the cabin almost harshly. Do not take a deep breath, lack of oxygen; Take a deep breath, it hurts your lungs. In desperation, I had to squeeze and move to the deck. Everywhere I looked, the Huangpu River was full of waves. Looking intently at the past, the river water was exactly the same as the pictures that appeared in various film and television dramas when I was a child. They were all the same muddy like yellow sand, like a tributary of the Yellow River. As it turns out, people are serious Yangtze River water, which originated in Anji County, Zhejiang Province and flowed through Shanghai. After the Waibaidu Bridge accepted the Suzhou River, it was injected into the Yangtze River and then into the East China Sea. As for the sediment, it was reciprocated by the tidal current at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and it was injected from Wusongkou when it met the high tide, so the river seemed to be mixed with the overturned sand table. I think there will be no day when mud and sand will fall. It's late summer and early autumn, and the summer heat hasn't died down yet, and it's still dominating the autumn tiger's tail, so it's really uncomfortable to be in it when the wind wrapped in a heat wave sweeps through the crowd. If someone asks me at this time, "If I have an extra ticket, will you come with me?" I think it's definitely rejected, although no one will ask. ≦。 Hey, I shouldn't say so much. In case any fool will ask me, what if? I still have to be full of hope for life. It's really great. If it's a big deal, I'll buy two tickets to ask others myself. Anyway, it's only two yuan each, and I can still afford to send dei. Haha ~

When I get to Pudong, the Oriental Pearl is just around the corner. But it's so far away-you have to look up at the sky at an angle of nearly 91 degrees to see the top. I don't know if Jing M.Guo said that looking up at the sky at 45 degrees is bright and sad, but it's definitely sad at 91 degrees. Don't worry about it. There is a ticket for 211 yuan in the middle, and my heart is crying. Hey, alas, I can only wander below with my huge head in the position of treating cervical spondylosis. How else to say it's better to be young? I'm sorry I didn't see it here, but I forgot it as soon as I turned my face. After all, next to it are the Shanghai Tower and the Shanghai World Financial Center. The two buildings go straight into the sky like the Twin Towers, which is equally fascinating. As for this suspicion, since the object is myself, I'll forgive you for struggling. I forgot how I walked around a winding path at the beginning. In early October, osmanthus flowers did not fail, and the stars seemed to be stuck on the branches. In the breeze, I was shy and timid and hid in the leafy shadows. From time to time, I leaned out, swaying osmanthus fragrance all over the place, haunting pedestrians who passed through the flowers. On the ground, there was a clover lawn spread out, and blue stars were surrounded and floated above the green leaves. When the wind blew, I looked like a bobbing head. No-vehicle signs are like two guards who are not disturbed by outsiders. They dutifully stand at the two ends of the path. In this bustling downtown area, they keep a quiet and safe place. People have to feel that seclusion itself is not very valuable, but it is very different to take quiet in the middle of the noise. How to think about local tyrants and give some ideas casually can make up a plot of the Jstars' compound. If you think about it, it looks like the white doors are plated with Phnom Penh. On both sides of the road, there are unknown flowers squeezed out from the white fence, which is bustling and lively, and one or two rubber trees are obliquely inserted in the corner. The leaves above are dark green and slightly yellow, and there is a clear vein in the middle. At the end, they are divided into several strands, neatly covering the whole leaf, because the leaves are uneven level to each other, and the afternoon sun shines on them, casting a cool shadow, which is quite pleasant.

in the end, we didn't go to the Twin Towers, but we just felt a few words and returned to the other side of the river. There's really nothing to visit. I thought so then, and I think so now. After all, the real rich area, from the floor tiles to the copper buttons inlaid on the doors, all exudes exquisiteness, and all exudes the coldness that keeps people away from thousands of miles. Only the roadside scenery is thriving and lively, and no matter who comes, it is a heartless and happy look. However, at the thought of everyone looking at the scenery here with high spirits, people in the courtyard may be watching it. Hey, where are these stupid roe deer studying what things?

? Waiting for the swaying back to the Bund, it is already dusk in the western hills and the lights are on. The truly fascinating night arrival. Because this area was classified as a British concession in the early years, it is the epitome of the ten-mile foreign market in old Shanghai, and it is also the starting point for the beginning of old Shanghai and the whole modern Shanghai city. Therefore, 52 classical revival buildings with different styles on Nanjing East Road and Zhongshan East Road are quiet and safe during the day, like a centenarian with drooping eyelids, which is even more old when there is sunshine. Some corners on the wall have mottled marks, like annual rings left by years at the roots of trees; On a cloudy day, because of the loss of the sunshine package, the corners of the building are a little less bright and beautiful, and it becomes a bit intimidating. Like an old man who is dozing off, his face suddenly sinks, and his laziness is swept away, revealing the weathered background color. After all, during the war years, he was also in the middle of the whirlpool where you sang and I appeared. Even if there are some signs in the exposed background color, the whole surroundings can be solemn. But in the evening, the yellow lights gradually lit up. Some of them rubbed against the dark yellow brick walls from the sky, and some of them wound around the green plants along the corner on the ground at the corner. When the crowd passed by, the lights flickered, and the light from various exotic buildings came out from the rows of windows, reflecting this street. The world seems to be alive, and the warm light seems to be plated with a layer of Phnom Penh, which is bright. Stuck behind the crowd on the way across Nanjing East Road to the Bund, I still think from time to time that if time-lapse photography is used to shoot, the scenery here will be like pushing open the door in Titanic, falling from cold black and white to a new world with fragrant clothes, dark temples and singing. Just thinking about it makes me feel beautiful.

Finally, I walked to the Bund, and when I walked up the stairs, the lover's wall on the Bund was next to me. Green plants and flowers covered the whole wall like Parthenocissus, leaving no gaps, and the leaves were unexpectedly clean. After all, according to the situation in the north, so many people came back and forth all day, and the dust brought up was enough to bury them several times. The back garden of Shanghai is really well-deserved ~

When we came to the Huangpu River, the spacious lanes were crowded with pedestrians, which coincided with holidays, and the streets were almost full of excitement at the end of the year. Some old people took their children, grandfather and grandson, sitting on stone benches, people from different countries passed by with smiles in different languages, and people holding SLR and mobile phones were holding different postures. The Oriental Pearl behind it shines brightly in the world circled by the lens, with orange lights falling from all directions next to it, which fall on people's faces with a gentle and demure taste. If you look at these photos after decades, even if they will inevitably fade and yellow, those yellowed old traces will also look long and quiet. Beautiful things always make people feel comfortable, which has nothing to do with time itself.

Then I went to the Chenghuang Temple through the night. What impressed me the most was the snacks and surging crowds everywhere. Too many kinds of snacks were hanging around under my nose. At the end of the visit, I felt as if I had eaten, and what I had really eaten was like only a few eyes, so although I didn't eat too much, my satiety was already obvious.

? After eating and drinking enough, shopping and digesting will be a slap in the face with everyone and go back to their homes.

Later, when I visited Shanghai several times, I also wandered around these places. Therefore, at the beginning, I always felt that Shanghai was described in Jing M.Guo's novels when I was a child. It was very flashy, and all kinds of well-dressed people walked in the brilliant CBD business circle in a hurry, full of elites, and there was always a feeling of being in the wrong place when the whole people stayed in this area. It was out of place and strange.

2117.

In the autumn and winter of last year, I came to Shanghai on business because of my work, and I went to Zhujiajiao ancient town before the autumn chill came.

? Speaking of ancient towns, there are many ancient towns in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Although they have different styles, they are almost the same in antique. And it stands to reason that they have been to Xitang many times before. Although the beauty that belongs to the ancient town cannot be fully appreciated, it is also 7788. I have met Xitang in the clear sky, at sunset, in the twilight, and in the hustle and bustle of the night. The only thing I haven't seen is its appearance in the dawn, and there is no other reason. I need tickets to enter the ancient town in the morning. In fact, I think it should be quiet. After all, a street in a bar is usually too late to get high. It may be that the night is sultry, which makes people easily get high. After all, the night scene is really beautiful ~

It is reasonable to say that people who have seen the ancient town may feel bored when they go to Zhujiajiao again, but the fact is that they still had a good time at Zhujiajiao, and the scenery was fine, probably simply because their sisters took a stand. Everyone played a little high, didn't stop the car, and a roll of film was shot blindly. Before leaving, there was still some unfinished business, so I finally felt a little reluctant to part with it, which made this ancient town very good in my memory. Although the scenery is just ok, it is far from amazing.

It can be seen that people's memory has the function of self-correction, and it is their own feelings that control the direction of correction. Just like in a beautiful memory, even the dead leaves on the roadside in winter are like adding a layer of filter, and even the cold in winter is not available in warm memories ~ I have seen a saying before that people will never know what the lesson is. In winter, they will never remember the tenderness of spring breeze, but in spring, they will forget the winter.

? 2118

? It was early summer when I was on a business trip in 2118, and it was already autumn when I returned. Therefore, after staying in Shanghai for a whole summer, all other feelings are ok, except that it was terribly hot, and it was already dark. When I went back, it was even darker like a protective color of the earth. Now I think about it, it's a bit long.

? Because I stayed for a long time, I found time to go out and play a few times, trying to find some different scenery. After all, the Bund is too famous, and the halo around its head is too heavy, which leads to a bit of serious "inequality between the rich and the poor" in other scenic spots, making people unable to enjoy other beautiful scenery hidden under the halo. Because they all go out to play on weekends, they don't go too far. The Tianzifang on Taikang Road is the first place to go. Just like every city has a good place to go shopping, it also has a strong market atmosphere. Because there are so many people in it, the voices of people chatting in mid-air are like a little echo, or surrounded by 3D, with incomprehensible Shanghai dialect and Mandarin with local accents. There are also shop owners and foreign tourists who speak fluent English, which are noisy, noisy and inexplicable, like revealing a little life breath of this city. In the small area of Tianzifang, there are all kinds of snacks, and the narrow alleys are also full of shops and shops selling stamps, with all kinds of local beauty of Shanghai printed in the window. There are also hand-made books, and the dried flowers are fixed in the most brilliant way and put on the wooden book cover properly, wrapped in a transparent film, which will feel slightly concave and convex and have a fragile aesthetic feeling; There are other perfumes. Different perfumes have various shapes in transparent glass bottles, and they are quietly colorful under the indoor lights because of different colors. The overflowing Leng Xiang can also calm people's hearts a little in the sticky hot air in summer, and even the footsteps entering the store are very light, as if afraid of disturbing the fragrant space in this room. Occasionally, I will meet some online celebrity shops, carry some snacks with novel practices, and then put on a cup of frozen milk with answers.

Tianzifang is different from Xintiandi. There aren't many commercial buildings here, and the low-rise houses are more like ordinary streets. If it hadn't been abruptly turned into online celebrity land because of too many people coming and going, I think it would be like other streets in Shanghai, where people rush to work during the day and will be quiet in the evening. When the weather is fine, there may be children walking through it, turning to which corner and disappearing. Maybe someone will come in and take some photos because of the bright color of the building, for example, me. (? )

? Later, I went to M51 Creative Park, which is located in Moganshan Road, Putuo District. It takes 21 minutes to walk out of the subway entrance. There are not many high-rise buildings for vehicles and pedestrians on the road. When I get to the Creative Park, it is even more secluded. But the 511-meter-long graffiti wall that enters the door makes the seclusion in the park different from the silence that is sparsely populated, but like a flower that blooms in the corner, quietly and enthusiastically. Graffiti wall is really cool, and large areas of colorful lines crisscross meaningfully and meaningless. Some of them are images that can be seen, while others are purely hand-painted, which has some visual impact in the sun, and instantly has a little artistic sense. As for what is artistic sense, it seems to me that it is unconstrained thinking and arbitrary expression. It doesn't matter what tools are used, brushes, spraying liquids and sounds, and where it is not important. After all, anyone who makes a sound to the world will always hope to hear an echo.

? After crossing the graffiti wall, there are different styles of studios and art exhibitions. There are all kinds of exhibition halls in it, because of the style