Vol 2 Chapter 319: Hangzhou City Tour
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There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s
- 紅燒豆腐干
- 1610 characters
- 2021-03-03 12:58:49
"There is heaven, there are Suzhou and Hangzhou."
Not to mention that in the legend, the West Lake where the white lady turned into tears attracted countless people to linger; not to mention the memory of "Liubian people are like the moon, and their arms are frosty and snowy."
There is also the beautiful beauty that makes people feel that "I am not old enough to return to the hometown, and I must be heartbroken when returning home."
Yuhang Liangzhu Culture, which is hailed as the "dawn of civilization" alone, can put a mysterious and charming veil on this outstanding geomantic land.
At this time, the city of Hangzhou has not yet been contaminated with the hustle and bustle of modernization, and has perfectly preserved the vicissitudes of history without losing its gentle atmosphere. This is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River with an old picture but about to change.
The water of West Lake is bright and sunny. The child's voice is immature, all over Sudi. A group of children's team members who swim the lake are in their innocent years, embellishing the beautiful scenery along the coast.
The tourists who came to Hangzhou to recuperate, happily roaming around the West Lake, on the white bank, and under the weeping willows, pacing slowly, and the years are peaceful now.
Mrs. Cheng and her group were walking along the tidy lakeside road accompanied by the staff. Zhang Guoqing, who was a step away from the crowd, hugged the child, lowered his head and whispered to his wife Zhou Jiao.
Su Causeway Spring Dawn, Quyuan Wind Lotus, Pinghu Autumn Moon, Broken Bridge Remnant Snow, Willow Waves Singing Orioles, Flower Harbor Viewing Fish, Leifeng Sunset, Twin Peaks Clouds, Nanping Evening Bell, Three Pools Reflecting the Moon.
The ten sceneries of West Lake are in full view, followed by the Liuhe Pagoda that has been guarding the Qiantang River for more than 800 years.
The West Lake with "light makeup and thick wiping", the Wuyun Mountain Peak with "long breaking the whole lake", and the Lingyin Temple, known as "the thousand-year ancient temple Yunlin Temple"...
This is "Heaven on Earth"-Hangzhou!
"Mountain Wai Qing Shan Lou Wai Lou", the famous dishes and delicacies such as Xizi Lake Cuyu, Dongpo Braised Pork, Longjing Shrimp, Jiaohuatong Chicken, Song Sao Yutang, and West Lake Brasenia are mouth-watering.
Various silk brocades with light and soft texture, gorgeous colors, and magnificence also seduce visitors.
Light green in color, fragrant like orchids, mellow and sweet, Longjing tea, which resembles sparrow tongue, leaves a lingering fragrance. There are also exquisite West Lake silk umbrellas, folding fans of various materials and other handicrafts that make people linger.
Compared to returning to S City, it is undoubtedly a paradise for gourmet shopping.
Crystal clear like lotus root noodles in Xizi Lake, sweet like lotus seeds, fresh and tender like dried bamboo shoots, compact like walnuts...
There are countless local specialties, including famous local pastries such as Longxu Cake and Osmanthus Cake.
Zhou Jiao couldn't help but think of these snacks in the twentieth century, and suddenly felt a kind of intimacy through time and space-why hesitated? buy!
Women seem to have a natural gift for shopping.
Not to mention that Lin Lishan and Cheng Ruzhu have joined the shopping ranks, but the judgments along the way are even more accurate. Always show everyone what "Hangcheng on the tip of the tongue" is, especially their mobility and sharpness make a man willing to bow down.
Zhou Jiao even took out the posture of hamsters hoarding winter goods, and she had the posture of throwing all the tickets away. Every time you go out, whether you are a man or a woman, the people accompanying you all become a "Christmas tree"-full of bags and bamboo baskets.
Three short days passed in a hurry.
Zhou Jiao gained a great deal from this trip to Hangzhou. In addition to the big and small bags on the surface, there is a lot of space. In addition to all kinds of silk and silk quilts, a lot of delicacies have been added. Since Lin Lishan and Cheng Ruzhu were able to return with full satisfaction, let alone Zhou Jiao, who wanted to save supplies.
Since the beginning of the first month of this year, on the basis of the original food stamps, cloth tickets, and meat stamps, all the beef and mutton, fresh eggs, white brown sugar, and pastry powder in the meat have been included in the ranks of voucher purchases. Zhou Jiao worried about the days ahead.
The fully implemented bill system that will follow in the coming year is now even more so that Zhou Jiao, who is anxious in her heart, can't wait to save it when she encounters a piece of grass.
In this short period of three days, Zhou Jiao took Zhang Guoqing, and the couple took time to drove the car and slid around to the surrounding towns and villages for shopping.
Take pictures with Zhou Xiaozheng’s camera-grandfathers and grandchildren under the patio in the wall door (large yard) of the big family, young guys on the creaking wooden ladders of the two-story small buildings on both sides of the street, playing in front of the farmhouse Games for kids.
Along the way, they found that except for the big cities, most families no longer distinguish the differences between the north and the south, except for poor or poor.
At this time, blue cloth clothes and gray cloth shoes are popular. How simple it is. Most people’s clothes have to be "recycled" without patching. That is, clothes that adults can’t wear, change them to smaller ones for older children. I couldn't wear it, so I changed it to a younger child, and the shirt was narrowed to give the child the right to be a skirt.
Even if you dress like this, it is more difficult to eat. Except for a small number of households who are familiar with it, ordinary people have to count grains of thick soup to barely drink while cooking, but they can only make up the number of wild vegetables. In addition, houses can only be crowded in small courtyards that are not very spacious, dirty, messy, messy, and messy. Only the yard with more hostesses is cleaner.
What is rare is that these industrious, honest and hospitable people have not obliterated their positive spirit in poverty. With their faith, they are full of passion for the future.
I think again of the tourist attractions not far away, those in formal attire, low-key tourists who can't hide their wealth, and the old nobles who walk the birds in the capital.
In fact, the history/history is already advancing along the trajectory it should go.
The car went all the way in the direction of S city.
Zhou Jiao finally turned her head and glanced at Hangzhou behind her. She clasped her hands together, bowed her head and prayed silently, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Lingyin Temple were efficacious, so that her father was safe and the family was happy.
Zhang Guoqing held the child free and patted her shoulder gently. He suffers from the presence of outsiders, so he can only comfort his wife silently.
At three o'clock in the morning this morning, their husband and wife rushed to the top of Lingyin Temple ~ EbookFREE.me~ to make a wish. Didn't the master abbot say to the couple that everything will be as desired?
That old temple that can stand up even if it's a disaster or a disaster. It can flourish with incense for thousands of years, and there are endless believers.
In his heart, he firmly believed that there is a good life in heaven. If they do good deeds and be worthy of their conscience, they may be blessed as the master said.
Zhou Jiao turned her head and smiled at him slightly.
Mrs. Cheng smiled, watching the young couple silently. She looked at Zhou Jiao who was like her eldest sister, and at this moment, she silently prayed that her sister and brother-in-law would be alive in the sky and protect their children and grandchildren.
Gu's side house tree fell and the macaques scattered, died dead, and decentralized, which made her believe that all karma in the dark will cycle.
At this moment, she touched her hand on the wooden bead, and was even more happy for her nephew Zhou Xiaozheng. More than forty years ago, her sister prayed for him to go to Lingyin Temple for safety. Forty years later, his daughter went to Lingyin Temple for him to pray for God and worship Buddha. Her nephew is no longer an orphan who lives outside, he has a child who is connected by blood and thinks about him.
"Jiaojiao, did your dad say when to look back at the old house?"
Mrs. Cheng asked softly. She only listened to her nephew saying that it was soon, it was soon. The wife said that there must be some enemies that have not been resolved, so they are not going back to the old house to worship.
She knew that if the children didn't tell her, they were worried that she would be hit, so she didn't know. No truth is important anymore. People are doing it, the sky is watching, she will see who the sky has spared.
Zhou Jiao paused and smiled: "Auntie wants to go back to Sucheng? Should I go back and call my dad?"
"Forget it this time. Wait until your dad finishes the work." The old lady Cheng shook her hand and said.
Zhou Jiao didn't say much. This time I brought down the Gu family's partial house, and surely many caring people were watching their father and daughter movements. It was about the safety of the whole family, and she had to wait for her father to make the final decision.