Traveling alone-West Lake in Hangzhou

? April 8, 2065 to April 9, 2065 438+07

First, the significance of travel

Some people yearn to travel all over the mountains and rivers, and perhaps there are many times in their minds that they fantasize about traveling with the least luggage and the most abundant themselves. I am such a person, and I have imagined it many times: it may be a weekend, a holiday, a sudden morning, or when I really can't stand the heavy pressure from work or life, I don't need to make careful plans or call my friends. I will take the necessary things, buy a ticket and rush to the train station directly, and book a hotel on the way to the train station without leaving myself any chance of regret.

I want to be such a neat and smart person, but I think there are many things in this world that prevent me from becoming such a person. For example, drowsiness after work and all kinds of disappointments in life often make me exhausted. Weekends and small holidays are basically sleeping in, playing drama and entertainment. For example, I actually have carsickness, and it is the kind of serious illness that may make me sick at the thought of taking the bus. So how can I get to my destination?

What's more, I'm so confused that I give up my travel plan every time I think about it. This is why you have to travel. I have had many experiences of traveling with friends before, which is nothing more than taking a look at the scenery of a place, eating local specialties, or perhaps trying to get rid of the usual unchanging lifestyle for a while. In short, it is to hold the mood of entertainment and rush to relax. After a period of time, the rest is the pictures in the camera or mobile phone, as well as the memories of the journey. I don't know if I'm the only one who feels this way, but I think it should be more than that. I have heard from a person who has traveled to many places before that traveling is meaningless, just to see mountains and rivers.

However, although I haven't realized the real pleasure of traveling so far, I can't stop my desire to travel and wander. This idea is like a small spark. Only one shareholder's wind can turn it into a prairie fire.

Second, the destination Hangzhou

I don't know when I can't stop this desire, but the time when it really breaks through the ground is quite natural.

On Friday afternoon, I was sitting in my office with a splitting headache. The document was typed back and revised again and again, and there were still a lot of things that were not done in time. Everyone in the circle of friends is married and has children, which makes me a single king a little suspicious of the single I have always believed in. In the restlessness and joy of others waiting for work, I suddenly felt a kind of lonely and incomprehensible sadness when I looked at people who talked enthusiastically and had a warm atmosphere.

I think something should be done to alleviate this sudden loneliness. I suddenly thought of going out for a walk. It's April on earth, and I've long heard that "there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below", but for various reasons, it hasn't been possible. It is better to go to the famous West Lake in Hangzhou. So I booked a hotel immediately and booked a plane ticket for Saturday morning. After paying the bill, the mobile phone suddenly froze: Is that a decision? It is not a legal holiday and it is impossible to have a holiday. I only have two days, so I'm going without any preparation. Then I smiled: I'm doing what I've always wanted to do, and I'm going to travel.

I will leave early tomorrow morning, Longjing, West Lake, Broken Bridge, White Snake, beautiful place, immortal legend, here I am!

Third, during the journey.

Going out at five o'clock at this time, the sky is dim and the dim street lamp has not been extinguished. I go to the railway station by bike. The road is sparsely populated, and occasionally a few cars pass by. Sanitation workers are cleaning the camphor tree leaves that fell last night. I don't know which branch the birds are hiding in, and the unknown trees on the roadside are full of flowers, showing a faint pink in the mist. I breathe the cool air, and I can't help feeling that such quiet magic is really hard to get. When riding across the bridge, all the road lights went out quietly. I raised my hand and looked at my watch. It was exactly 5: 30. It turns out that it's usually this time when it starts to dawn. I get up at seven o'clock at work, and I have never tasted the cool morning shrouded in fog in Shanghai. At this time, I think it is worthwhile to get up three hours early.

There are only a few people in the subway, so it is very different when there is no place to stand in peacetime. It was already half past six when the train left. Compared with roads and subways, there are many people on this train. At first glance, all the seats are occupied. At first, there were two students across the street. Listening to their conversation should be a trip to Jiaxing. It should be an office worker by the window diagonally across the street, taking a nap with his left hand and putting his right hand on the table, with a big ice book "Good boy, touch your head" at hand. Da Bing is a famous backpacker. I want to borrow it, but it's hard to disturb him because he has been sleeping. A mother and son are sitting in three or four rows, and the young mother is teaching her children to read Peach Blossoms Outside the Bamboo, Duck Prophet Warms the Spring River. Outside the window, I passed a bunch of newly blooming rape flowers.

It's really an ordinary morning, and everyone has their own way of life; It's another beautiful day. The sunshine is just right, shining on my face and my heart.

Just after eight o'clock in Hangzhou, I ate a bowl of hot and sour powder near the station. What is more satisfying than a hot breakfast after a trip? I got a traffic card at the subway station, but it's a little puzzling that it's actually a naive panda. It's really strange! Isn't the panda a symbol of Sichuan? Compared with the rush hour in Shanghai, the people in Hangzhou subway at 9 o'clock are really huge, and I almost stood on tiptoe all the way. Then it takes 40 minutes to get to the hotel by bus.

Fourth, the first day in Hangzhou.

The first stop is Longjing Village. Take bus No.87 directly from the hotel to Longjing Spring and follow the navigation to Longjing Village. There are all kinds of travelers on the road, and the roadside is a master sitting in the porch to make tea. Fresh tea leaves are hung at the door of almost every household and spread out with bamboo strips with a diameter of more than one meter; Signs or flags such as "begging for tea" are hung at the door, which means "the flag wind of water country and mountain country", but it is not wine that is sold, but the prestigious "West Lake Longjing"; There are colorful potted seasonal flowers on the stone fence, which are colorful and full of vitality, and complement the green tea buds and the elegant tea. From time to time on the road, I met three or five groups of tea pickers wearing pointed hats and carrying a bamboo basket on their shoulders. Soon after I followed, I saw a big tea garden.

When I arrived at the tea garden, it was very hot and my shirts were wet. Fortunately, there is a breeze on my face. Along the steps paved with bluestone, I slowly walked to the highest place in the tea garden on one side. Occasionally, the lady who picks tea will stare at me curiously and ask, what are you climbing on such a hot day? I replied: I have long heard about the beautiful scenery of Longjing Village. Let's have a look. She nodded with a smile and said nothing. Perhaps I have seen more tourists like me, so it is not surprising that I work in this tea garden every day. Yes, for us, it's tourism. For them, this is a normal life. Overlooking the land without roads, tea trees are like a green ocean, endless and refreshing. Two tea gardens planted on the mountain stand opposite each other, and the valley in the middle is a building, just like a pearl in a green plate. To paraphrase a poem by Liu Yuxi, it is "the pearl of a cuipan".

When I went down the mountain, I saw a red eucalyptus tree blooming brilliantly by the roadside. I took out my mobile phone and photographed this red and green scene. An aunt next to her enthusiastically pointed to the memorial tablet of "Longjing Village" behind her and said, Girl, you stand over there and I'll take your picture. After talking, I found that my aunt is a tea farmer in this area. She planted a large tea garden on the opposite hillside and hired several tea pickers in March and April. After I refused to go to the teahouse to drink her Longjing tea, I didn't mind telling me that the tea before tomorrow was weak and the tea the day after tomorrow was strong. I only picked the tea before tomorrow for less than a month. When drinking tea, I want to leave half a cup of tea soup and add water. It's not good to dry tea in the sun. What an enthusiastic person.

After bidding farewell to menstruation, I came to a road unconsciously. It is said that in the past, vendors could only walk through this road, and the bell hanging next to the laundry basket rang, hence the name "Shililang Lang". Reminds me of a peddler when I was a child. The laundry list is a treasure chest. My mother also laughed that when I was a child, I once robbed a vendor's laundry list because I didn't buy snacks for me. How many times did the sound of "Ding Rinrin" echo in children's dreams in that traffic jam era?

At this time, the mobile phone is almost dead, and it is a bit of a road idiot. I have to follow the crowd. I thought it was a place to return to the bus. As a result, the more I walked, the more strange the scenery became. I passed the "Nine Rivers and Eighteen Rivers" and took a bottle of mountain spring water. When I passed the Jiuxi Smoke Tree, I sat under the cherry tree and ate a piece of chocolate. Someone happened to take a picture with a camera, and I don't know if it was mistaken in the mirror. Go straight ahead, there are fewer and fewer people, but there are always a few people coming towards each other, and you can still see Tea Maiden from time to time. It was not until I left Yang Meiling and walked on an asphalt road that I found that I had unconsciously circled a big circle. I finally know that I can walk along this road to the hotel.

Fifth, the second day in Hangzhou.

Judging from the sound of rain beating on the window in the middle of last night, it rained the next day. Check out at seven o'clock, bid farewell to the innkeeper, and set off for Su Causeway with the boss's teasing voice of "It's been a hard journey". Today is reserved for the West Lake all day. It has already been booked.

From the "Gehu" promenade to the Peony Garden, red, purple and white peonies stand in the rain, and their petals droop because of the rain all night, which is quite weighty. It really deserves to be the scene of "Golden Crown City sees red and wet, and flowers are heavy".

Finally, I set foot in Su Causeway after the "Flower Harbor Watching Fish", and I yearned for this long dike named after Su Shi for a long time. At this time, the rain gradually subsided, and it stopped completely after a short walk in Su Causeway, but the wind blowing from the West Lake was still very strong. I covered my open umbrella in front of me, at least it wasn't so cold. There is a lake on the left bank, and you can see the mountains in the distance, which may be the scenery of Pagoda of Six Harmonies. It's misty and rainy, the spires stand tall, and the water in Qingshan Lake is slightly blue, which is a splash-ink landscape painting. Walking on the Su Causeway really makes people feel that they are traveling in a world of pictorial. I can't help but admire Su Shi's ability to be an official beyond the superiority of Ci and Fu. There are weeping willows and peach blossoms on both sides of Su Causeway, which is known as "there are willows between peach blossoms". Holding an umbrella, breathing the air with rain and walking leisurely in picturesque landscapes reminds me of Su Shi's open-minded attitude towards life. There are people everywhere in Su Causeway who can take photos. An uncle and a group of aunts asked me to take photos for them. The mobile phone in my hand is also "clicking", and I really have to sigh that it is picturesque and can be seen everywhere.

I didn't feel anything special when I passed the "Autumn Moon in Pinghu", maybe it wasn't autumn or the moon. Compared with Su Causeway, Bai Causeway seems a little thin, perhaps because there are not so many sorghum willows, and its vision is broader. The peach blossom above is a must, with different postures, crimson, pink and white, which can be described as "peach blossom is full of burning". Looking at the map, the famous broken bridge should be at the end of Bai Causeway, but I don't know if it is because I happened to be absent-minded and walked a long way before I noticed this unique West Lake, and then I remembered why I didn't see the broken bridge. It's a pity, but the so-called "broken bridge and residual snow" may be more delicious when it snows in winter. I wonder if the bridge where White Snake meets Xu Xian is broken.

Song Wu Tomb, Su Xiaoxiao Tomb, Louwailou, Xiling Printing Factory, Liulang Wenying, etc. Rush past. Until I clearly saw a round tower opposite, with a golden spire on the top. Without struggling, my mind popped out "Ah, this is the Leifeng Tower! Where Mrs. White Snake is being held! " I still remember watching The Legend of the White Snake when I was a child. At that time, I didn't understand love. I only envy that White Snake and Xiaoqing can change spells, and I even wish I were such a magical monster. The white lady is obviously a good person. Why did Fahai accept her? There is also the song "Wait for a while the year before last", and anyone can just hum a few words: "Wait for a while the year before last, wait for a while ..... who is in the ear, saying that you love me forever". Now that I see the Leifeng Pagoda, I suddenly feel that there is love in heaven. After all, there is kindness outside the law. The White Snake, whose golden hill is full of water, is only under the Leifeng Tower, and can be reunited with her family after many years.

Four hours, a circle around the West Lake, back to the statue of Su Shi.

The West Lake in the misty rain is also beautiful, just like "the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy."

Sixth, return trip

Return to Shanghai at 8 pm on Sunday. Tired, my heart has never been so open. Maybe it's finally a trip where one person says to leave. Maybe I got some unspeakable comfort in the process of walking and thinking.

After coming back, I calculated the expenses: round-trip air ticket 49, accommodation 50, lunch on the first day, dinner, lunch on the second day ***50, chocolate and soft bread as breakfast for two days 17. I have a bus card of 100, and I haven't used it up yet. The total cost is 266.

Well, as a cash-strapped office worker, it is totally acceptable.

Good night, sweet dreams, in which you can plan where to go next.