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Fall in love with a city ... and her legend, and tell me why I like Xiamen.

Every charming city has its unique temperament and past legends. Just like the chance of life, you are lucky enough to meet her, and then there is a story of you and her. Only when you tell each other, others can't understand the clue. From then on, outside her hometown, from strangeness to familiarity to life, she gradually went deep into her private spiritual realm, filled with a unique feeling and endless joy.

Gulangyu, the name of which is my earliest memory of Xiamen, was introduced into my ears from my parents and brothers at an early age. Therefore, for me at the beginning, this place has a legendary color, gorgeous, romantic and has a distant and intimate sea atmosphere.

Sea Garden is another beautiful name for her. Bougainvillea and Indus are the first visual symbols you see when you set foot in this city. The color is warm and cheerful, with the warmth and comfort of the wind. First impression, it's hard not to like her.

When I grew up, I went to Xiamen by coach for the first time in the morning. When I got off the bus, I looked up and saw workers cleaning the wall glass outside the high-rise building on Lujiang Road. The falling water drops floated to my upturned face with the wind, which made me feel cool. The rising sun shines on the glass, reflecting the dazzling light and feeling young and fashionable. For everyone who meets the city for the first time, this head-on moment is aroused.

The roads are wide and clean, the trees are lush, the sprinklers drive slowly with the familiar music, and the wet roads and leaves immediately have a fresh taste. The morning in the city is awakened, and people walk at a brisk pace, holding delicious bread and milk freshly baked from the bakery or breakfast at street stalls, and rushing to catch the bus. Of course, there are also people who walk around and are lazy. Middle school students wear school uniforms and headphones and talk together.

Across the sea is Gulangyu Island. From a distance, the red tiles scattered on the roof of the villa in the Woods are mysterious and enthusiastic. The ferry is lively and relaxed, and the whistle and tidal sound are accompanied by the wanton sea breeze. The feeling of letting go of yourself will inevitably follow the young blood to the limbs and fill your brain. People who open their hearts will exclaim and sail with the boat to the other side.

Walking on the winding path of Gulangyu, with a tired and excited mood, I carefully appreciate the beauty that she will inadvertently miss with her eyes. Each of those old villas with a long history and different styles has its own different life experiences, just like the experienced old man, whose face is still written with years, the story-telling house, and the bougainvillea that sticks out from the corner and eaves from time to time, when your feet are sore. Cats always appear suddenly, quietly, freely, calmly and generously, and will not bother you. They appear and disappear quietly. They seem to be the owners of the island, wandering in the alley. Gulangyu really has the ability to make you lost in her.

The arcade on Zhongshan Road has an exotic Nanyang style, which has become mature and prudent after years of erosion. Exquisite sculptures and patterns on red brick and white walls are full of personality and yesterday's mood. It is said that the correct way to get to Zhongshan Road is five steps to heaven and ten steps to stop.

Eight cities, full of market flavor, are full of lively and colorful seafood, which makes people drool at first sight. I wonder if I should buy a few pounds at once, and hurry home to cook a seafood dinner and have a good meal. On second thought, I realized that I was just a strange tourist who had just arrived here. I can't help feeling that Xiamen people are really happy!

However, this is not important at all. You can walk into a food stall at any time and have a full meal at once, or the old snack bar on Datong Road, Satay noodles, taro buns, leek boxes, scallion cakes, oyster sauce cakes, peanut soup ... everything, to protect your glad you came.

The blue of Xiamen, the sea of Xiamen, and the beauty of Xiamen University ... naturally cannot live up to it. Perhaps, like me, you will never leave after coming, fall in love with this city, and gradually understand her legend.