For you, I have been waiting for a thousand years - Phoenix Ancient City

Cloudy Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Get to know the ancient city of Phoenix starting from "Border Town". The legendary Phoenix was once a divine bird, with colorful feathers in its light posture when flying. The inside is as smooth as silk, and it will never die in the fire. I don’t know whether the ancient city of Fenghuang will remain as beautiful as ever, like the sacred bird, but the beauty of the ancient city has been living in my heart since "Border Town", haunting me and coming here to admire it.

Many people say that the ancient city of Fenghuang is a place that cannot reach your heart, a place that is so beautiful that it reaches your heart. However, I have never thought of the heart of Fenghuang, looking for the answer to the mystery of this beauty.

On this day, I came here with so much travel and dust. After a short rest, I was already high in the moon. It is said that the beauty of Phoenix Ancient City can dazzle people starting from night. So how can I not have an affair on this beautiful night!

Night always makes people feel so lonely. , whether it is quiet or noisy, it always touches my heartstrings. I don’t like nights like this, but I’m particularly looking forward to the nights in Phoenix.

Before going out, I put on delicate makeup, wore a white dress and a pair of five-centimeter black high heels and set out.

The ancient city at night is filled with a long and ancient cultural atmosphere. It makes me feel like I have traveled through time and space and returned to ancient times. I don’t know where I am or what night it is.

Tonight's night is surprisingly quiet, and the moon smiles slightly and reveals her fragrance. The quiet moonlight shines on the brick walls of the ancient city, and the small buildings on stilts are particularly beautiful and mysterious. People can't help but speed up their pace and look for this unique flavor. The entire ancient city quietly releases its beauty in this moonlight, in the night, under the moonlight, and in the sea of ??people.

In the night, I was walking on the clean stone road of Fenghuang Ancient City. The red cinnabar stones could not see their original appearance under the cover of night, just like my heart had been buried in darkness at such a night. I got rid of the haze and became peaceful and at ease. It seemed that the cinnabar stone's inherent ability to ward off evil spirits and soothe the mind gave me a spiritual baptism.

I walked through the crowds and watched the narrow paths crisscrossing each other, and I didn’t know how many stories I had experienced. I am used to walking on wide roads, and it feels particularly pleasant to walk on such an antique stone road.

Walking to the north gate of the ancient city, the night is getting darker, and a layer of mist gradually rises from the Tuojiang River, filling the sky above the ancient city, like a land of gods, isolated and independent.

At this time, the lights on both sides of the Tuojiang River are brightly lit, and the fiery red lanterns are like magic, emitting an enchanting and mysterious light, like pairs of fiery red eyes, waiting for tourists to stop, and It seems that this mysterious ancient city is decorated with a beautiful coat and soaked in a pool of river water.

Amidst the sound of sales at the stalls, I came to the most prosperous area of ????Tuojiang River: Hongqiao. Although there are thirteen bridges with different shapes on the Tuojiang River, including wind, snow, rain, fog, etc., Hong Bridge is the bridge with the longest history on the Tuojiang River.

The Hongqiao Bridge at night is beautifully decorated with colorful neon lights. It is like a palace left in the world, quietly guarding the wings of the phoenix. It is also like a magpie bridge in the world, connecting the lovers on both sides of the strait. Heart, build a channel to love.

At this time, on the Hongqiao, the brilliant halo of stars flashed sometimes and sometimes quietly in the dark night, changing various appearances unconsciously, making people look funny. From a distance, it looks like the heartbeats of a pair of lovers, sometimes indulging, sometimes beating, embracing, or parting in this blurry night.

When I stood on the Hongqiao, looking at the water flowing on the Tuojiang River, I wanted to go down the river and enjoy the sightseeing. The river was now surrounded by colorful lights, with waves blooming, dancing heartily in the moonlight, sometimes jumping and sometimes spinning.

Not far from Hongqiao, several boats were parked at the ferry of Tuojiang River under the bright red lanterns, waiting for tourists to visit. I got off Hongqiao and sat on this beautiful fishing boat, imagining that I would meet him like Cuicui in my mind. The fishermen on the ferry sang Miao folk songs in the fishing boats. The beautiful melodies and strange tunes made me feel like I was in a fairyland.

At this moment, my heart has already flown out of the sky, all my thoughts have been frozen, and only my soul is left in close contact with the Tuojiang water.

My hand accidentally touched the cold river water, and my mind immediately returned to its original state. I stroked the river to my heart's content, played and watched. At this moment, I was wearing a white dress and was illuminated by the fiery red light. I looked enchanting and charming, like a peerless beauty, like a bride to be married, and like a ghost staying in the world.

Tonight I wandered in the gurgling river, as if I had entered an old dream. In the dream, there were the greenery described by Mr. Shen, the dog, and the boat, which carried the dream when I came and took me on a dream trip to Western Hunan. Everything is so unreal, but it is real to sit on a boat and shuttle on the river, watching the crowds of people on both sides of the strait, looking for an encounter and a lifelong marriage.

After crossing Hongqiao, I sat on the boat and looked at the beautiful bars in the alleys in the distance. The bar is full of ancient vicissitudes and modern fashion. Passionate or melodious music occasionally comes from the bar, like traveling through time.

In the rows of exquisite stilted buildings, how many wanderers are singing joyfully inside, and how many lonely people are looking for short-term happiness. On the river, the river lanterns on which hope and blessings were placed were flowing silently into the distance. My heart also felt lonely at this moment. I thought it would be an affair, but it turned out to be just a meeting with one person. A show.

I swam late into the night and returned to the hotel. After a good night's sleep, the early morning sunlight entered the room, and my friend and I were urged by the rising sun to go out and enjoy the scenery.

The night view of Phoenix makes people feel that it is magnificent, like a hot and passionate girl, attracting tourists to stop and encounter her in the dark night. The phoenix in the morning will make you feel like you are in a beautiful painting, standing here like green, leaving the beauty behind.

The morning in the ancient city of Fenghuang is very ancient, containing 1,000 years of cultural significance, including pavilions, pavilions, and bricks and tiles on the city walls. Facing the morning sun, I looked at the historic stilted buildings, holding hands and cuddling with each other on the riverside. The city walls bombarded by artillery fire below the towers had pits and pits that told the long history of wars.

After leaving the city gate, the Tuojiang River was covered in fog in the early morning. Looking from a distance, Tuojiang River is surrounded by mountains and rivers and is lined with green trees. The mountains are shrouded in white mist, as if covered with a veil, covering the prosperity after a night of hustle and bustle.

Walking to the Tuojiang River, hard-working Miao people wearing national costumes were selling garlands. The beautiful flowers are woven exceptionally beautifully by the ingenious Miao people. The girls passing by were all wearing garlands, and even I was tempted to buy one and put it on my head, transform into a flower fairy, and stroll along the Tuojiang River.

Everyone loves beautiful things. Walking by such a beautiful river, it seems a bit unreasonable not to release your own beauty. Look at the beautiful women in groups by the river wearing Miao costumes, taking photos to remember the beauty of Phoenix.

Walking to the Fengyu Bridge, the scenery of the Tuojiang River has faded away from the hustle and bustle of last night and restored tranquility. Under the sunlight, the water of Tuojiang River shines with golden light. It is covered with golden clothes, sacred and full of vitality.

The water plants on the riverside grow beautifully. There are a few drops of dew on the water plants, full and round, exquisite and clear under the rising sun. The breeze blew, the water plants swayed, and the dewdrops were knocked down. The fragile life could not withstand the slightest bit of wind and rain.

On both sides of the bridge, the doors of the stilted buildings are locked tightly. After a night of hustle and bustle, the stilted buildings in the early morning exude a simple and unique charm, making people feel like they have entered a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. Wooden pillars are erected in the water, supporting small buildings on stilts, showing their unique beauty and composing the legend of life.

Today's Fenghuang Ancient City has long been dominated by vendors, and every place in the city is full of merchandise. After getting off the Fengyu Bridge, I walked on the criss-crossing stone road, looking at the people coming and going. Hongqiao, yellow dogs, fishing boats, stone roads, and me, weren't they the border towns described by Mr. Shen?

I know that I may not be Cuicui, and the person I am waiting for has not come. I don’t know if he will come, maybe he will, maybe he will never come.

I believe that the girl is still there, the old man is still there, the fishing boats are still there, and the Tuojiang River is still there. It’s just that time is not there...

Whether I come or not, I will be here. There are beautiful scenes in Fenghuang Ancient City, Beautiful love, and the me who is waiting for you, will you come? I think I will.

The two sides of the river here are so beautiful, like a picture scroll. I can draw its outline and write down its beauty, but I cannot record its sounds and tastes. What you see may be a scene you have never seen in your dreams.

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