Selected Tourism Prose of Dali: Dali Tourism Prose
Selected Works of Dali Tourism Part I: Charm Dali's charm is infinite, and Dali's charm also spans time and space.
This is the intersection of the Southwest Silk Road and the ancient tea-horse road, isn't it? The ancient capital of Asian cultural crossroads? ; There is a mysterious and ancient history of Nanzhao Dali, as well as diverse ethnic and religious cultures and unique Bai folk customs. There are not only beautiful natural scenery, but also a unique climate with four seasons like spring, as well as a vibrant open city and hardworking and kind Dali people.
When the sunset gradually sets at the top of the Cangshan Mountain, the ancient and powerful South Gate of Dali draws an older and more powerful long shadow on the bluestone board. People who enter the city and those who leave the city are walking leisurely, and no one is in a hurry. Everyone nodded and smiled at the people coming across. Old people, girls, boys, yellow skin, white skin and black skin greet each other with various languages and gestures.
Every year, every season, every day, every minute, some people come in a hurry, some people leave quietly, some people leave quietly and come in a hurry, leaving some traces here like migratory birds.
This charming city always makes people want to touch and feel her.
Ashan, who runs an inn in Dali with his American wife, said that Dali gives people the feeling of freedom. In the ancient city of Dali, you can lie on the road, no one takes care of you, and no one will look at you in surprise. In some snack bars, you can even discuss with the boss whether you can add a free big pork chop to the two-yuan rice noodle. If you can live in Dali for a week, you can greet and greet proudly in the ancient city like a Dali person who has lived here for many years. Ashan said that there are many foreigners living in seclusion here. What is the reason? Don't ask, don't ask, just enjoy the moment. As for me and my American wife, after really visiting Qian Shan, we found that we were looking for Dali. ?
Su Tong, a famous novelist, came to Dali at dusk and saw Cangshan and Erhai. In the golden sunset, he murmured, What a shock! ?
Ambassadors from more than 70 countries and their wives came to Dali and said the same thing in different languages. Dali is one of the most livable areas in the world! ?
What is the charm of Dali?
100 million people have 100 million feelings about the charm of Dali.
For the world, Dali is a point that cannot be found on a 50,000 map.
For many people, Dali is a fairyland on earth that can't be missed in a lifetime.
For me, Dali is the home I will never leave.
The second essay on Dali tourism: the beautiful scenery of Dali in March, a season full of poetry and customs. The surging passion in my heart and the flowers blooming in the sun complement each other, as if wandering at the beginning of the years, novelty and beauty coexist.
Mountains and rivers absorbed the heat of the sun, swept away the decline and depression of a winter and brought it to the spiritual level. The green leaves grew back to the branches, and the pine needles released all life on the ridge. All kinds of flowers and plants with the breath of late spring and early summer gradually occupied a piece of land. With such scenery, we ushered in Dali in March.
Dali in March is like Yangzhou with fireworks in March. The city under the green hills is particularly clear. The world-famous March Street attracts Chinese and foreign tourists and gathers in a place with beautiful water in such a hot season.
March Street usually falls on March 15 of the lunar calendar and lasts for seven days. Hospitality in Dali is always romantic. In the hospitality of the Bai people, we can appreciate the beautiful pictures buried in the mountains and rivers.
The weather in March abandons the endless cold wind in winter. The pain it brings is not the unbearable heat in summer, but a touch of warmth, just like a bud, but it can dress up this season. There is a shallow cold, like clear water in the mountains, with a shallow halo.
Remember when I was a child, I went to March Street with my sisters. Sunshine on the little face, sweat soaked the shirt in spring. The confused little face is looking for a world that has lived for many years but is free from life. The hum of a sea of people drowned the fiery heart of a country.
The children who came out of the mountain village were amazed at the myths about beauty created by this magical world. They listened to the familiar five golden flowers and looked at all the beautiful mountains and rivers. In the hot season, watching the racecourse greet the galloping horses and cheering crowds seems to be like seeing the golden flowers dressed in Bai costumes, carrying the wind and rain all over the stormy land in March.
Now, far away from home, I suddenly remember that it is March of the year, which is also a prosperous season. In that bustling city, a world of flowers and flowers, a quiet paradise, fireworks enveloped the city, Shan Ye was covered with cement, Dali was accompanied by singing and dancing, and my heart was also a gentle feeling in a foreign land. The March wind seems to have traveled thousands of miles to come to me, and so do those people, things and things far away.
The young mother took her childish child, humming golden songs, and the beautiful scenery of Dali in March. The girl who was good at dressing up in Butterfly Spring hurriedly took away the most beautiful scenery in her memory, and soon left like a ship passing by the other side. Looking back, the distance is just an unbridgeable river of time. You can only see your mother's beautiful face in that childish season, and remember a woman's contribution as a mother in memory.
Dali in March is the mother whose memory coincides with reality. No matter how far away from home, once I hear "March" or "Dali", the scenery will come to my mind, which is my family and love that I will never give up.
Thousands of years of snow-capped mountains, the sea of flowers in the world, and the gentle breeze in one season have shone for generations. It is the most beautiful place in my dream, where my dream flies my initial ideal, where my heart feels my initial feelings, leaving a gratitude and a homesickness. That's my original hometown.
I miss the weather in my hometown in March, the taste in my hometown in March, and the taste in Dali in March, which is the taste of my hometown.
It is said that March is also a season of good scenery in Dali. It is said that Dali in March is also a busy season for street scenes. I really want to go back in March. I heard Dali, March.
Travel Essays in Dali Part III: Walking in the south of colorful clouds, the sky in the ancient city of Dali is as blue as a gem. Along with the bumps along the bus, we walked in this ancient Dali city, which is known as 1200 world cultural heritage, and stepped into this antique and long-standing picture under the blue sky.
-loneliness after turning around.
The sun sets from the clouds, the charming ancient city of Dali is crowded with people, and the noisy foreigner street is crowded with tourists from all over the world. There are green willows on both sides of the bluestone, and there are many shops on the street. All kinds of famous clothing, shawls, jade, jewelry and silverware can be seen everywhere in the shop. Follow closely behind the tour guide, feel the extraordinary elegance of the historical family and step into this ancient city with a long history.
Tourists from all directions poured in from various entrances and exits, and the streets and alleys paved with colorful stones, huge ancient cities, few Naxi people born and bred, and various shops attracted countless foreign tourists. In the ancient city, people come and go, and the traffic is busy. Similar street buildings will go astray if they are not careful. Fortunately, there is a tour guide, otherwise the couple can't get out.
This ancient city is very lively. I walked into the gate of the shogunate and stroked the stone lion carving engraved with time marks. In the courtyard of Beppu, the carved portraits are lifelike. The tour guide said that there is a portrait of Naxi nationality in Old Town of Lijiang. She is a surname of Naxi nationality and the wife of the 19th generation Tusi Muzeng. It is conceivable that the Naxi princess Aleqiu was so beautiful in those days.
Approaching the courtyard, I think about the historical prosperity of the house. Shogunate buildings are ups and downs, touching the lion's head and feeling the old ink of the ancient city. Walking in the corner of the stone bamboo forest in the courtyard, sighing how spectacular the historical sites are.
Passing the path of Wuhuashi Exhibition Hall, there are beautiful landscapes on both sides and green roofs on all sides. As an antique historical and cultural city, the gatehouse is magnificent and eye-opening. Walking in the courtyard with four entrances and five exits, it is integrated with the national architecture and flows along the lane, and the historical relics are incisive in essence.
The alleys of the ancient city are winding, the streets of the ancient city are built by water, and the streets are paved with colored stones, which have been polished as smooth as a mirror by people who have come and gone for thousands of years. The shawls of various ethnic costumes in the store were dazzling, so I put away my camera. I can hear that the shop owner doesn't speak very standard Mandarin. The price is not very expensive. I squinted and carefully selected, took a red shawl and floated in the corner of this ancient city.
The winding alleys and weeping willows are almost like running water in the ancient city. Residents like to decorate bonsai on street corners, and lanterns are hung all over the streets. According to the tour guide, Wuhua Building, Literature Building and Chengnanmen Building flow day and night. It is conceivable that the floating population in the ancient city is increasing day by day.
The bonsai next to the shop is bright and green, and the words cherry blossom house and foreigner street are written on the wooden fence. On Qingshi Street, bronzed local residents are placed with pitaya and wild grapes. To tell the truth, I have seen wild grapes, but I have never seen real pitaya. Out of curiosity, I stared blankly for a long time and described this dazzling red fruit in detail.
Foreigners Street, where advertisements and signs are written in foreign languages. Blonde foreigners, this is the best place for them to relax. Chinese and western restaurants and cafes are common one after another. I didn't have time to think about the charm, so I said goodbye to this street full of oriental charm with the tour guide in a hurry.
At the exit of the ancient city, I saw two big waterwheels turning slowly. On the Liu Yin Bridge, staring at the clear flowing water, the stream was mixed with the famous songs and notes of weeping willows, for fear of missing such a picture, I quickly took out my camera and photographed this fairyland. Wandering in this natural and poetic beauty, wandering in this quaint and antique feeling, wandering in the twilight of the loved one, how good it would be!
Into the square streets around the ancient city, the center of the tour, watching people come and go, without disputes, quietly listening to the extraordinary ancient tea-horse road, fantasizing about being in an ancient and distant world, each building has an antique Qing style and meticulous workmanship. The local Naxi folk houses pay attention to such feng shui inheritance and collect the styles of multi-ethnic folk houses, which deeply embodies the high wisdom of local Naxi folk houses.
When dusk came, I bid farewell to the ancient cities one by one. The magical beauty of this ancient city can't be described in words. The fascinating scene, chewing the bits and pieces of the scene, left a good memory in my heart. It's been a long time since I came back from Dali, but my mood will never be calm. I will never forget that magical and mysterious ancient city.
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