Habitual thoughts began flying, they flew back East and his party two months ago. Nanjing, the city, from the first to go to now, always feeling depressed and deep. Or is it because of the Nanjing Massacre a few decades ago, or that the location of the ancient emperors in this city is a tragedy left more than an desolate taste, or to have to go to Sun Yat-sen each, to be to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, Confucius Temple and even the kind of prosperity, joy of spring did not hide a hint of Sorrow. Alone made me feel a little warmth and interest-bearing, is the Xuanwu Lake in the morning and night!
In fact, the Xuanwu Lake of the night is more than ten years ago, a trip, my friends and I on a cool night, standing in Xuanwu Lake side, smelling the fragrance of the lake, listening to sway the Qing Xiang Chueiyang , there is a TWO distant sound of oars. At that time the only sense of belonging to the Nanjing Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing alone people, while others seem unrelated to the Nanjing people, if relevant, that is always pain. Ten years later, I step into the Nanjing City, remains that the ancient city walls, still sky, still those spots, the mood is not still in the mood. To leave the city of Nanjing in the morning, because we live next to a hotel in the Xuanwu Lake, Xuanwu Lake is out the door. That morning, light rain, mist, much sail, the breeze, I got up at six in number, went downstairs, straight into the Xuanwu Lake. The entry of a flash, and suddenly have a feeling this time is the real part of Xuanwu Lake of Nanjing people. At this time, Xuanwu Lake in morning exercises for the elderly only, there is a hurry hurry to work, mostly middle-aged women. Particularly amazing is to see an old man, sitting in the lake, hand pulling line, the original is in flying kites. Thought that sitting on such a kite is also nothing special ah lying is the exercise of the. Then, while the old man in the hands of the lines were lowered, and the sky a bird kite down on the income, the elderly put on a crane kite, keep checking the hands of line, he did not get up. I thought to myself, this kite can put up? Result, the elderly leisurely start gently playing with a fleet kite, from a little bit of line, start swinging, rocking slowly cranes up, and then by a little bit of wind, crane staggered, ups and downs, almost fell to the ground several times, but the old man sat rock solid, do not get up. Side of the Take-up line, while swinging, with the kite up slowly, he just hurry to pull in the line up line, a little while, it would only crane on the steadily climbing higher than the tree is really wonderful, and may be less because I fly kites, kite-flying memory I will always be seven-year-old had never been seen in the cell. Old from leisurely sitting, put the crane more higher later, we simply fixed the kite line, and support in the stools next to the. He turned around to open a bag, inside is actually a vegetable, he spread out the vegetables, pick up the leaves start to yellow a bad pick to open, and the rest into the other pouch Abstract nice yard, In this way, sometimes to see the sky kite, sometimes to play ball with the edge of an old conversation, sometimes to the hands of the food thrown with a toss of a little while they take the vegetables somehow. I sat on the edge of the stone steps, watching the old man, looking at the distant misty fog in the bridge, boat and fog looming red lanterns, a very strong feeling, this is the real picture of Nanjing This is the most real life in Nanjing, but in the past all feeling has changed, no longer a deep, Nanjing human life is so mellow, cheerful, poetic, to really understand a city, it is necessary potential go, Shen went, and live like them, can truly feel the real taste.
not to seven, more pedestrian start up, the sound started up large, bustling around started up, sit for a while, due to cold lump of reasons, could not bear the feeling back a bit, up out of walking, thinking, have been harvested so many, not to stay, the fear will see some things do not like to see, will destroy this beautiful feeling. To the entrance side, I accidentally found a lady selling magnolia, and a dozen years ago I was in Shanghai to see the old lady selling magnolia exactly the same scenario. She sat on the stone sill at the gate, before them a small basket of magnolia flowers. 2 Magnolia spent in clothes line tied gently, in the County Office with a small flower iron Sizha in, just create a button, you can hang clothes in the button on his chest, very aromatic. I went through to ask how much a cry, she said that a five cents. I bought two, because wearing T-shirt, no buttons, and then hanging up the phone chain, then called time, there will be bouts of Magnolia fragrance nostrils, it is the United States and the United States to enjoy the day.
this trip to Nanjing, this is an unexpected gain. Later, the car slowly out of Nanjing to Yangzhou, Nanjing City, the beauty of it, may never be able to stay in the heart of the.
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