How to find an affair in Fenghuang ancient city

Fenghuang Ancient City, located in Hunan Province, is also a well-preserved ancient town with famous ancient buildings in China. The tourism here is very developed and full of antique charm, which makes you linger. Here, I would like to share with you the detailed strategy of how the ancient city of Fenghuang found an affair.

I drove to the beautiful ancient city of Fenghuang in the morning, but unfortunately there was a traffic jam on the road. After some tossing, I finally reached my destination at four o'clock in the afternoon!

Fortunately, there are not as many visitors as expected at this time. Maybe many people have enjoyed the perfect scenery and are on their way back. So, after staying in the inn, take the time to go shopping.

Although the weather is not very good, it feels good to walk along the banks of the Tuojiang River, with lakes and mountains. Although the ancient city feels commercialized and lacks some ancient flavor, its distinctive architectural style, national culture and geographical environment still attract me deeply!

Wandering leisurely in the alley, you can feel the breath of history and culture all the time. It makes people completely comfortable and relaxed. It was dark before you knew it, and the lights in the ancient city began to light up.

To say that the ancient city exudes simplicity during the day, that night is the perfect combination of ancient and modern. Under the decoration of the lights, everything looks so natural and pleasing to the eye!

The bustling ancient city of Fenghuang was built in ancient times to resist the Miao army, so there are high walls everywhere. With their own hands, the children of Miao nationality are working tirelessly and bravely to create mysterious and ancient culture and immortal legends.

Colorful lights shine on the river and look so perfect. Meanwhile, if you are in heaven, if you are in a dream.

After nightfall, the scenery of the ancient city of Tuojiang River is full of lights, and the layer lights of cold and warm colors, such as ribbons, stretch for miles along the banks of Tuojiang River, setting off the whole ancient city beautifully.

The only regret is that there are no stars tonight. Is it cloudy or something? I don't know.

Late at night, some shops are still brightly lit. From time to time, you can hear random guitar sounds and soft and random songs in bars near the water and teahouses in deep alleys. In the dim or flickering light, young people have just entered a noisy night party.

In mid-April, I went to Phoenix, took the train all night, and then transferred to a bus. It was noon when I arrived. April in Hunan is as hot as summer, wearing short sleeves and sweating. ?

Because April has not yet reached the peak season, and in recent years, the ancient city of Fenghuang has to collect tickets. There were not many tourists at that time. When I went to the inn to look at the house, I chose a quadruple room in youth travel mode. It's forty dollars a day, and the air conditioner is enough. Fortunately, I'm the only one in the room. ?

Phoenix's ticket was sponsored by a donkey friend on the Internet. I took 700 yuan and started my trip to Phoenix. ?

Get to the point. As night falls, the night view of Phoenix is deserted. The reflected lamp shadow of Tuojiang River looks forward to life with the water waves in the breeze, like a passionate little girl, dancing in the obscure night, making people look like a madman in love. ?

Nowadays, the ancient town scenic spots such as Phoenix, Dali and Lijiang have a quiet and slow pace of life, and the landscape bridge houses that have been tolerant and promiscuous for thousands of years have been rendered with romantic colors, becoming the hardest hit areas of Wen Qing, just like the red lanterns hanging from the eaves of the ancient town, which are as red as crazy, warm and intoxicated. ?

The bar is the beginning of everything. I went to Phoenix for nothing without going to the bar. Walking out of the toll section of the ancient city, there are fewer and fewer people. Walking along the Tuojiang River, the cool wind poured into the sweaty body all day from the nose, which was refreshing. ?

The mottled slate bears the dreams of millions of people. Thousands of years later, I am here, step by step, happy and pious. ?

A lonely and desperate elegy came from a quiet alley, intoxicated and heartbroken. Through the wooden windowsill and the blue light in the room, I saw a singer with long hair, telling his feelings with his guitar and throat. The name of this bar is Meet. I looked at the wine list and ordered a cocktail, also called meeting. ?

Meeting is probably the beginning of everything, and it is more natural and comfortable than going through the intestines. Meeting by chance doesn't require any skill, and the right time is called meeting. ?

At that time, I was the only guest, a waiter and a singer in the bar. The strings flow quietly between the fingers, which makes people intoxicated, and the charm of alcohol makes people get carried away. ?

The waiter took out the teapot and drank boiling water with me. The singer sang a few songs and also came down for tea and chat. Two people have been urging me to sing a song on stage and record it for me as a souvenir. I politely refused. When we chatted together, we realized that the singer was a bar owner, outside the ancient city, by the Tuojiang River, with low rent and light business, singing his favorite songs and watching his favorite scenery. ?

The boss is also a person with temperament, talking about freedom, ideals, love and world outlook. He left the shop and insisted on taking me to see his friends. ?

I always remember his friend's special name, A Lang, a shop on the bridge. Wen Qingjia was an angry young man with a big guitar on his back, and his vision was clear and his voice was hoarse. Every song has its own background story. ?

A Lang's guitar box is full of five pieces, saying that he has a good income today. Let's go for a snack after work. It is boring for us to chat around. We bought a few Jin of Yangmei wine, talked and laughed, and drank it up before we knew it. With the strength of wine, I actually proposed to sing a song and let Wolf accompany me. I remember that after I finished singing, I couldn't adapt to the accompaniment of guitar at all. It's terrible. I laughed after singing it myself. ?

Standing on the stone bridge, looking at the river and the night scene, listening to the hoarse songs of wolves, the time is quiet and slow, comfortable and cozy. ?

Phoenix's midnight snack is very special. A small pot, a bottle of oil and a plate of tofu are fried with cumin powder. The taste is very special, which is different from barbecue. Maybe the firewood in the small stove smells like bluestone and earth. ?

Three people bragged while drinking. The story of Wolf is the most attractive. He tells his love story bitterly, and every story is novel and humorous, from foreign girls to students. Wolf and the bar owner stayed in Phoenix for five years. Wolf said, it is said that phoenix is not good, and bad is opportunity. In three years' time, Phoenix will have a most special bar called A Lang Bar. I also told my legendary love story. I have a boyfriend. We are each other's first love. We have been together for almost six years since junior high school. He dropped out of junior high school. I'm in college now, and we've been insisting. ?

The wolf said, you have a boyfriend. He pointed to the bar owner and said, my brother doesn't like to talk, but I can see that he has a good impression on you. I joked, is this my business in Phoenix? The bar owner didn't speak, picked up the cup and dried it. ?

Ah, said the wolf, let your brother take you home after eating. Since I'm here and I'm alone in the field, since I choose to trust them, I have no reason to refuse. ?

Along the way, he helped me carry my bayberry wine and wooden hammer crisp, strode ahead, walked quickly with his head down, and I followed. In the ancient town in the middle of the night, there are only red lanterns under the eaves, and the shadows are blurred. I walked behind alone, only footsteps and breathing quietly. ?

When I arrived at the inn, he gave me something and said nothing. I took it and said nothing. Silence in the dark is quiet and awkward. He said, I'm going back, you go to sleep. Then turn around. ?

I watched him turn around and felt lucky to be taken care of. I said, I'll see you in the summer vacation. He didn't answer, and I don't know if he heard it. ?

I don't know his name, and I didn't leave any contact information. I only know that the bar is called Meeting, which is as big as a phoenix, but I can't remember the location. ?

I didn't go during the summer vacation, but I couldn't find it if I went, and it was meaningless to find it. ?

But I still remember this "affair" that is not called an affair. I thank them for letting me feel warm in a strange place and let me experience the world far away from me. I haven't written a composition for a long time, and I don't know how to write a narrative. I just want to record it. Forget it. Take it out. This is a wonderful memory.