Diaolan jade should still exist, but Zhu Yan has changed

When I went to Hong Kong for Christmas, I didn't travel with a group like a tour group. Instead, I stay quietly in a small hotel in Causeway Bay and wake up every day to sleep with the city, hoping to feel the past, present and future of the city. This trip will end tomorrow, so I will record my feelings in Hong Kong these days.

If a city has parents, I think the state power is its father and the nation and culture are its mothers. Accordingly, Hong Kong's biological father is actually British, and her mother is the youngest daughter in Lingnan culture and China culture. Relatively speaking, Singapore's biological father is actually Malaysia, but there are many mothers, including Malay culture, Indonesian culture, Chaoshan culture, Indian culture and even American culture. Shanghai is different. My mother is a Wu-Yue culture, and I have many biological fathers. In addition to the Qing government, there are some forces. It is precisely because of this background that although these cities are close in openness, they also have their own characteristics.

Just talking about Hong Kong, the travel guide ruined a street. Let me tell you a few moments that impressed me deeply.

glad

Near noon today, I went to Xiji, Lockhart Road, Causeway Bay to eat fried crabs in typhoon shelter. This popular restaurant just opened at noon. When I walked into the store, there was no one there, and it was completely out of line at night. Sitting in a seat by the window, just a ray of sunshine shone down, and the sunshine came out from the tall building. At this time, pedestrians on the road also hid, and the sound of traffic lights at intersections slowed down. Time stood still at this moment, which made the city wake up from madness and really possessed the breath of life.

At this moment, there are guys wearing coats of aquatic products shops pushing flatbeds to purchase goods, neighbors who have just eaten morning tea and are ready to go home, grocery store owners who are about to open their doors, tourists who are ready to eat leisurely like me, and white-collar workers who are in no hurry. This is the market.

force

This is the night when I first arrived in Hong Kong. I stayed in a small hotel in Causeway Bay, went out to a convenience store to buy drinks, shuttled between high-rise buildings and looked up at the sky. I found that the sky was cut into irregular shapes by tall buildings like blades, as if shrouded by dark clouds. In fact, it's only because we are like frogs at the bottom of a well, and the sky above us is as black as a star. Such a sky is hard to see in Shanghai and even in Huangpu District.

In fact, looking down at the road is the same. The roads in Hong Kong are not very wide, and some are very narrow, so stopping a car will affect the traffic. People in the street are like boats. Compared with people, vehicles don't seem to be the protagonist of the road, and the proportion is somewhat unbalanced.

In this cramped space, people will feel a little depressed, just like walking in a maze, without seeing the goal at a glance, which makes life mechanical and fast. The escalators and traffic lights at intersections in the subway have been ticking, urging everyone on the road to hurry, but because they don't know where the road is, it has become the main pursuit now.

Awesome

On the night of Christmas Eve, I climbed to the top of Taiping Mountain and saw that the beautiful Victoria Harbour was illuminated by rows of flashing neon lights of high-rise buildings, which seemed to show the prosperity of the city. However, outside the picture, there is a faint light on Taiping Mountain. From the high-rise at the foot of the mountain to the mansion at the top of the mountain, the floors are decreasing and the area is increasing.

This scene reminds me of taking a bus from Gongga Airport to Lhasa on 20 12. Drive across the Lhasa River and you can see the Potala Palace. The magnificent palace is located on the Potala Mountain, with red on the top and white on the bottom, just like a Tibetan king, wearing a red Tibetan robe and a white Hada. Bright yellow is like his crown, sitting on the natural throne of potala hill. It is such a hierarchical world that no one can go beyond half a step.

Taiping Mountain is also found in Hong Kong, but maintaining a strict hierarchy is capital. Taiping Mountain is like a pyramid. There is nothing wrong with different people living at different heights. In the end, it is the people on these mountains who rule the sentient beings below. Everyone accepts this arrangement and thinks that this is fate.

tradition

One morning, walking aimlessly in the street, I saw the "Tintin Car" coming, so I sat on it and sat for one stop after another. At every stop, the car will "Ding Ding" twice, just like crossing from the last century. The steering wheel and other objects on the car have also been preserved, and the door is also folded in half, which looks very strong and heavy. Below is the railroad track. Cars run on the railroad track, but there is a "big braid" overhead.

Outside the car is colorful, not to mention colorful, and there are all kinds of big advertising signs printed with the most popular brands and prominent companies in Hong Kong.

This tram has been used on Hong Kong Island since 1904. More than a century has passed, and the people who built, drove and rode at that time have long since disappeared. Just like the billboard printed on the car body, it has changed one crop after another. Only the tram is still there, driving day after day. Hong Kong people have long been used to this mode of transportation, and it is difficult to change it.

Many cultural symbols in Hong Kong are actually difficult to change, but if we really look back, this place has been in existence for less than 200 years, and many habits have actually been formed in recent years. 1960, Hong Kong's GDP was only14 of Shanghai's, and then there was the myth of the four little dragons in Asia, which became a society full of contradictions.

In this society, there are streets in Kowloon walled city and luxury houses on the top of the mountain. They are open to the outside world and conservative at home, with different beliefs and different skins. Speaking Cantonese, writing Chinese characters and listening to English, every so-called tradition has long been transformed. People who follow it today actually don't understand the reasons for its formation, but just stick to it, which makes the city start to close and decline.