They all have a dream—the children in Lama Temple Youth Hostel
The final situation of travel is to keep everything simple. The Lama Temple Youth Hostel in Beijing is by far my favorite youth hostel, none of them. The fun part is that there are often various types of people in it: those who are looking for financing, those who are looking for jobs, those who travel...with their own goals; IT programmers, medical sales representatives, personnel recruiters, directors...you can imagine Various occupations, as well as those born in the 70s, 80s, 90s, and 00s... all ages that live parallel lives with you. Every night, everyone sits cross-legged in the lobby, watching TV, playing billiards, eating, and chatting. It's like a small theater, where wonderful plots are staged in turn. One day, the queen mother said to me, do you want to learn English? You can talk to that Israeli more that night. I thought to myself, I like handsome guys, I must have a long talk with the tallest and most handsome boy. Of course, I also like the atmosphere of the city of Beijing, the endless humanistic stories, the sights full of gourmet restaurants, and the street singers singing original songs on the streets.
In the month after I came back from Xinjiang, I went to Beijing 3 times with hard seats back and forth. Of course, it was not entirely for the young handsome guys in the Lama Temple Youth Hostel. Halfway through the first tour, I returned to Shanghai in a hurry due to work. The second time I was too tired from work and half play, so I gave up the tour decisively. The third time was to welcome Peter's arrival. I forgot that the encounter with Chen Chong in Beijing was the first time we arrived in Beijing. It seems that we went to visit the Summer Palace separately, and went to have a rest together. As a result, it was the fourth time we met on the road.
majestic palace
It may be because of the summer vacation, the Great Wall is crowded with people
Shenlu, after this section, you can reach the Ming Tombs
The Old Summer Palace was destroyed by a fire by the Eight-Power Allied Forces
The cutest age difference - Peter Lancarster Hisadaka
When I went to Beijing for the second time, I worked as an etiquette for a Swiss company at an exhibition in Beijing for 3 days, and I saved up enough money to continue on the road. I took the train from Beijing to Datong, took the Xuankong Temple, passed the Yingxian Wooden Pagoda, then went to the Yungang Grottoes, and finally took root in a youth hostel in Datong. It may be due to the inherent sense of racial difference. I don’t like rooms with many foreigners, so that day I went to the lobby to check my mobile phone. A girl from Guangdong took the initiative to talk to me. We chatted for a while. The content was roughly It's where you've been before, and where you're going next. There is also a boy named Yang Yang who writes in front of the computer, which is similar to travel notes. At a glance, there are only 3 of us in the whole hall. From time to time, we will exchange tomorrow's itinerary and discuss whether we should take a stop together. When we were chatting very late, a foreign boy suddenly rushed in and sat across from our sofa. He had fair skin, a high nose bridge, and beautiful color eyes, but he was different from the standard Western faces. The whole hall was lit up. You asked us if we had ketchup. The Cantonese girl and I couldn’t understand this English word at all. In the end, Yang Yang told you that you can get it at McDonald’s. He saw that you were drunk, so he suggested to help you get it. It may be caused by alcohol, but you disagreed with life and death, and then the two disappeared from our sight together. Saw you again, happily eating a ketchup hamburger in the living room. The girl from Guangdong happily described your story to me. She said, you and your father are so cool. They went to Outer Mongolia first, and then got in a black car there, and sent you to an unknown place in Inner Mongolia. place. Then, you didn't want to stay in Inner Mongolia for a moment, looked at the map, and found that Datong was the closest to your place, so you came to Datong... It turned out that our encounter was caused by this. This is a speechless experience.
Ying County Wooden Pagoda
Hanging Temple
Yungang Grottoes
Yang Yang's English is not bad, it is said that he is a graduate student. But as a junior college student, I really have no way to imagine that after more than ten years of hard study and a graduate student, I still have to spend the rest of my life traveling and wandering around by working as the front desk of the inn. Both the Cantonese girl and I felt tired listening to your speech, but wanted to chat with the handsome guy, so we called Yang Yang over and asked him to sit in the middle as an interpreter, so as to give full play to his postgraduate expertise. Talking alone is probably not enough to reflect the establishment of Sino-US friendship. You stood up and said that you want to help Yang Yang, and that your mother taught you that if others help you, you have to help others. Yang Yang said, it's okay, he doesn't need help now. As a result, you have stood in front of Yang Yang's computer talking to yourself, and deleted his travel notes completely. Nice one to help others, lol. Yang Yang's expression fully interprets the idiom "want to cry but have no tears" to the extreme. As for the Guangdong girl and I, in order to expand a better Sino-US friendship, I tentatively ask you, do you want to go to Datong Tulin with us tomorrow? You went into the room and asked your father, and immediately said bluntly, yes. But the next day, what he was facing was that he couldn't wake up. The boy in Seattle, USA in your dream, how much Chinese wine did you drink last night? ...
the road before the forest
There is a river that divides the earth forest into two sides
Datong soil forest, different landform features
The flowers in front of the forest are blooming
The beauty of the Datong soil forest is completely beyond the imagination of the three of us, and there are few tourists. We climbed and jumped there, like a group of wild children, and it was the afternoon when the sun was about to set when we returned to the inn. You didn't go out all day and still sat on the sofa in the living room and wandered. Yang Yang kindly invited you to go to the city wall to have a look, and you readily agreed. The Guangdong girl said this time that she has already been there and will not be with us. I belong to the type who has not been tempted and is far away. I am secretly happy that I have finally ushered in a chance to travel with a handsome guy. The city wall of Datong is very large, which made me think of the maze in 98 Immortal Swords. I often walked the road I had come here and couldn’t find the end. Several times I mistakenly thought that there was no way to return to the original main road. Yang Yang introduces you to China, Shanxi, and Datong, but I often tell you jokes that cannot be translated, which makes Yang Yang dumbfounded. This series of dialogues has continuously applied the profoundness of the Chinese language. Peter said that as an exchange student, he once studied in Yunnan University for a semester, so he can speak some simple Chinese. Perhaps, this is also the source of the intersection of our thinking. On the city wall, you speak English, I speak Chinese, and Yang Yang is both Chinese and English, so Yang Yang walks in the middle all the time. Immediately, I think it’s good to have Yang Yang here. English is the real bridge for human communication. I said, Yang Yang, you are a class of Chinese graduate students, don’t run around if you have nothing to do, and all kinds of good jobs will come in a rush. Yang Yang said that he likes his current life, he just walks around like this, and his parents can't give him a blind date. I asked in surprise, why? Yang Yang said that he actually only likes boys, he is gay, but he has no way to tell his family. Sure enough, traveling makes people unable to understand many things, but also makes people understand many things.
Entrance to Datong City Wall
Datong city wall, the city wall is very long and very large
After returning from the city wall, I planned to take the train to Pingyao the next day. Yang Yang said that he would stay in Datong for a few more days. You said, you and your father are going to Pingyao. Out of friendliness to foreigners, I tentatively ask you if you have booked accommodation in Pingyao. You said yes while opening the email to confirm, but the result was completely opposite. I said, I live in Yamen Youth Hostel, would you like to make a reservation for you? You smile and say, well, this is the accommodation you originally wanted to book too. In fact, many foreign travelers are much simpler than Chinese people, and they don’t pay too much attention. This is why foreigners can always be seen in many youth hostels in China. In the later conversations, I found that as long as Yang Yang is around, I can get along with you easily, but I am still not used to getting along with foreigners in my bones, just like I have never agreed that Beckham is a handsome guy. I just thought that booking the accommodation was the last friendship I could do to you, and then I found out that we were on the same train. At this moment, this thing called "fate" by the world But it never made me happy. You said, wait for me at the exit after getting off the train, that smile is so beautiful, I suddenly lost all resistance to you. Well, it seems that this friendship will not be exhausted for a while.
It takes more than seven hours to travel by train from Datong to Pingyao. I opened my hazy eyes again at six o'clock in the morning. I expected that you would forget me completely when I woke up, but when I got out of the station, I saw you and your father again. figure. I called a small three-wheeler to take us to the place where we lived, and each checked in. I was assigned to a small room without a bathroom. I was silent and expressed my dissatisfaction with my accommodation environment. So, I discussed with the boss about changing the room, and he arranged for me another bed with a bathroom, but what also shocked me was that a pair of beautiful eyes appeared again inside the door , It turns out that your bed is right next to mine. The Yamen Youth Hostel in Pingyao has completely run through the operation and management model of foreigners. All the multi-bed rooms are mixed beds for men and women, which made me fall into silence again...After washing up, you suggested to go out for a walk together. As I have a communication barrier in English, I bit the bullet and agreed. Rishengchang, Qingxuguan, Shuanglin Temple, Dianjiangtai, all the way explained the definition of escort agency and compound in very blunt Chinese English.
Interior view of Yamen Youth Hostel
The favorite tatami window in the hostel
The breakfast provided in the hostel is my favorite
Pingyao Ancient City
Looking back many years later, I still seem to like the section of the city wall in Pingyao very much. When the sun sets, the city wall is covered with red afterglow. There are no tourists around except us. You and your father looked at the bronze statue and talked about Chinese culture, while I was looking for light to take pictures. Then, we went down the city wall to eat at a nearby restaurant. Wantuo, Pingyao beef, oat noodle, Chinese yam, herb meat, long yam... The dishes are not big but taste very good. I bought the white wine from other wineries and brought it in secretly. Yes, after tasting all kinds of Pingyao dishes, we went to a bar to refill our drinks. You said, your dad likes to drink, so you will drink with your dad. Then he said to me, you can order a drink you like. Alcohol is really a miraculous thing. In fact, my English is really not good, but I found that I can understand every word of yours after I get dizzy from drinking. You are afraid that your father will get drunk and drink a lot of liquor. When we left the bar, your father said he still wanted to drink, so he left us in a hurry. Although he was very worried that he would get lost, he was nowhere to be found. Back at the inn, you continue to read the manga "Naruto" in the lobby, while I nest next to you to charge your phone, chatting with you about Chinese zodiac signs, birthday horoscopes, and hand gestures, which are very Chinese culture. You also told me about your family, about your Japanese mother and American father, as well as your beautiful sister and handsome brother. These conversations finally solved the mystery of your non-standard European and American face. When you looked at me again with those beautiful eyes, I didn’t feel the strangeness before. Your kiss came so suddenly, the temperature of my face suddenly became hot, and I said stiffly, um, you Tired? I'm going back to my room to sleep, good night. It turns out that at critical moments, some people are born lacking in expression. For example, I know that Yang Yang told me that when you first saw me, you secretly told him that the girl opposite was very sexy. Recalling the first time I saw you, it was more than a surprise. Perhaps, on the road, the most beautiful scenery is just love at first sight. I like it, that is, I think you are the most beautiful person in the world.
city wall sunset
night view of pingyao ancient city
Pingyao Winery
Gucheng Escort
Ancient City Courtyard
The last day of Pingyao seems to have come a bit early. You ask me, where will I go after leaving Pingyao? I said, go to Jiexiu to visit the Wang Family Courtyard, and then go to Linfen to see the Hukou Waterfall. Would you like to go with me? You say, you need to discuss it with your dad. In the end, you went to Jiexiu and Linfen with me, but I didn't go to Shaolin Temple with you. I found that I always lost the chain at the critical time, until today I have not been able to figure out, at that time I had a lot of time to wander, why didn't I leave some more time for each other, is it just because of you Does your passport say you were born in 1992? ? ? Before going to the train station in Jiexiu, it started to rain drizzle, which was the first rain since I was homeless for 75 days. Peter's father enthusiastically took out a huge shopping bag from the bag, helped me cover my suitcase, and dug a hole in the plastic bag so that the pull rod could stick out and stretch freely. After doing all this, your father smiled heartily at me, and I was deeply moved by this American paternal love. Jiexiu is a small town where few foreigners go, so the restaurant owner here was very enthusiastic when he saw us. He ordered 3 soup noodles but sent us a lot of side dishes. As for that time, I described the Wang family compound to Peter in this way, A man surnamed Wang, his villa, haha. On the night when we left the Wang’s compound and arrived in Linfen, we went to a restaurant to drink again. You sat side by side with me, and your father sat opposite you, telling all kinds of funny jokes together, and you kept holding my hand during the meal. , Even after leaving the restaurant, you didn't intend to let go of my hand. Your father walked beside us in a good mood, smiling generously. This is really a different American culture. Late at night, walking on Linfen Street where no one knows me, my heart suddenly surged with the pride of Chinese aunts defeating American youths, Chinese aunts defeating American youths... Well, well, it’s actually just a simple sense of happiness . Whenever I look at you quietly by your side, I feel that your facial features are so beautiful. I can't help touching them for a long time, and I feel that they are somewhat similar to the various plaster portraits I drew when I was studying art.
The gate of the Royal Courtyard
The scenic spot is full of roofs, you can imagine how big the Wang Family Courtyard is.
It's a pity that the sky is raining, so there is no way to take a good picture of it
