Lead: Everyone has a place in his heart that he yearns for, but I am only full of childlike longing for Lijiang. Perhaps it is a dream that there will be a beautiful encounter, or I want to stay away from this hustle and bustle and spend a few days of my own comfortable life. The following is my Lijiang travel prose for you, I hope it will help you! Lijiang Travel Prose
I always want to see the pure and strange clouds and blue sky on the plateau, to bathe in the fresh and gentle wind on the plateau, to experience the dreamlike beauty in Shangri-La Prairie, to smell the earthy air and the mysterious girl country ...
Many years ago, I always wanted to go to Yunnan, Lijiang and that beautiful land to find the dreamlike scenery; This day finally took place. On the morning of August 12, 2xx, I started from Xichang, Sichuan, passed Yanyuan and Lugu Lake, and went straight to Lijiang, Yunnan. Although the whole journey is only more than 5 kilometers, we have been tossing for 18 hours, and truly realized what it is like for the ancients: "It's difficult to get to the sky through the Shu Road". The bus hovers on the mountain road in the strange and dangerous plateau. This is a rainy season, and there are often landslides and mudslides. The road surface is very poor, and sometimes I really feel that it is not as fast as people. However, the scenery on the mountain is very beautiful. You can see white clouds floating above the distant low mountains but at my feet. You can see the clear waterfalls on the mountain and the leisurely grazing of cattle and sheep, but you can see the towering peaks and the rapids that make a loud noise by the roadside. The weather in the plateau changes very quickly, from sunny to rainy. When we passed a small bridge, we couldn't pass it because it was washed away by the flood; Everyone went to find a stone to fill the river in the rain, until it was filled enough for vehicles to pass;
During the break, the car just stopped at the edge of Lugu Lake; Get off the bus and look at the mysterious Lugu Lake at the foot of the mountain with a cool air. It's unbelievable that there is no noise here, nor is it as lively and romantic as depicted in books and TV, but a quiet word. The water is green, there are many willows and other plants by the lake, boats are moored on the shore and swaying with the waves, and mist is floating on the island in the lake; The layout and architecture of the house look like a painting from a distance; This is the legendary girl country, a mysterious land of love? At this time, I am just a passer-by, and I have no time to go near Lugu Lake, and I have no chance to see the beautiful moonlight and enjoy the beautiful songs of Mosuo people. I have to leave Lugu Lake with a trace of regret and endless imagination.
Lijiang, finally arrived; When I woke up, the sun shone through the window, and when I opened the window, I saw a blue sky. In August, it was very hot in Jiangnan this season, but it was chilly in Lijiang, so I had to go to the mall to buy clothes and pants to keep warm. On the second day in Lijiang, I went to Tiger Leaping Gorge. The scenery was infinite along the way. Rape flowers were blooming in the sun, as beautiful as a girl with a smile on her face. The blue sky and white clouds and the plateau after the rain were as clean as washed. The fresh air made you want to breathe. A group of old women set up stalls selling wild mushrooms on the roadside, and I felt happy. I leaned over and carefully looked at the piles of different kinds of wild mushrooms, and there was a long-lost memory that made people obsessed with the roadside scenery. Because when I was a child, I used to go up the mountain to collect wild mushrooms, and I was very familiar with those mushrooms, such as chicken fir, boletus, black fungus, yellow umbrella and some nameless mushrooms ... I tell you, if these wild mushrooms are cooked in front of you, they will definitely make your mouth water, because they are so delicious, believe it or not. After a while, I found a roadside market. The peaches are very big and beautiful, and the taste is endless. Only after the local people know that Lijiang Xuetao has huge fruit and gorgeous color, because it is located in Lashihai Wetland Nature Reserve at an altitude of 2,4 meters, the growth period is 2 times that of ordinary peaches. 5 times, no wonder it's so sweet, so I bought some and brought them back to Zhejiang for my friends to taste. There are also torched pears in the fruit, which are sweet and sour and full of water, which is not available in Jiangnan. At this time, it was noon, and a conspicuous small farmhouse restaurant next to it was clean and distinctive. When the host sat down, he sent the local alpine tea, which was so fragrant. Maybe I was born greedy, maybe I felt like going back to my hometown when I went to the southwest. When I saw that the menu was full of things I liked to eat, I went to the fish pond with my master and fished a river fish weighing nearly 1 kg (this fish grew in the Jinsha River in the rapids, also known as fine-scaled fish, which was often caught by the river when I was a child, and its delicious and tender meat was not seen for many years), as well as chicken fir, wild vegetables and black-bone chickens raised in the plateau ... Entering Tiger Leaping Gorge is actually entering Shangri-La. The buildings with ethnic customs in front of us are strange, and the road conditions are poor but the scenery is infinite. Tiger Leaping Gorge is a famous grand canyon in the world, which is famous for its adventure and grandeur. Tiger leaping gorge is 2 kilometers long with a drop of 213 meters, which is divided into three sections: upper tiger leaping, middle tiger leaping and lower tiger leaping. The narrowest part of the river is only over 3 meters. The gorge is 18 meters above sea level, with an altitude difference of more than 39 meters. The depth of the canyon ranks among the highest in the world. Standing in Tiger Leaping Gorge, I heard the sound of rapids, which was very intense, but overlooking the mountains and canyons ahead, it was dangerous to walk down the mountain from Tiger Leaping Gorge to the river, but I didn't have the strength to walk to the river and returned. It took me more than three hours to go back and forth, so I was so tired that I couldn't breathe, and my breathing was extremely difficult. I'm so tired, I won't play.
It's still bright after seven o'clock in the evening, which gives people more time to play. If it's in the south of the Yangtze River, it's already dark, and maybe some people are snoring. Old Town of Lijiang, a small town that is too delicate to be described in words, is surrounded by well-preserved antique carved wooden buildings, surrounded by clear streams flowing. It seems that all the houses here are surrounded by running water, with willows in front of the building and red lanterns hanging from every family. What a peaceful dream water town; There are many inns in the ancient city, which are elegant and chic along the path paved with bluestone slabs. Most of the inns are decorated with wooden structures and there are many flowers, which are very beautiful. Those days were during the local Torch Festival, and tourists were busy and lively. There are also many shops in the ancient city, most of which are merchants who make silver ornaments, jade jewelry, hand-made cowhide leather goods and local hand-made paper products. Children don't know why they want to buy Dongba paper, so they look for it one by one, and finally they buy what they like in a handicraft shop run by an old Naxi man and stamp it. The impression at that moment is also taken with a beautiful Naxi girl, which is a souvenir.
I played in Lijiang for three days, overlooking the Tiger Leaping Gorge and seeing the most spectacular rapids lapping the shore in the world. I climbed the Yulong Snow Mountain, which is nearly 5 meters above sea level, and experienced the taste of people when they were deprived of oxygen, and the temperature changed from summer to winter for an hour. In Old Town of Lijiang, which is like a dream, there are more quiet thoughts flowing in the memory besides the small bridge and flowing water;
where else have you not played? Think about it, Shangri-La, which is the only prairie and mysterious land in my dream that I have never been to because of time. Lijiang, a place as beautiful as a dream, is a paradise on earth, Shangri-La, and the beautiful prairie is the yearning of the heart; I will visit you again, in the spring season, and the honest little driver I met in Lijiang, my friend.