Feeling Guangzhou
- Shanghai written by a friend Jerry.Z
I also like Guangzhou, said that was not clear why, perhaps, Cantonese songs to listen to more of the reason, perhaps, and there are the taste of the old capital of Nanjing.
To Guangzhou by the end of October 2000 is the season of early autumn. Zhuang live in the district. When the taxi driver told me to go, he is in the district village grew up the way a child comes to truancy, stealing star fruit and papaya tree-climbing, cheating glass jars inside the small grocery store candy. Further stated that the original Chinese district of the address is a big puddle. Silence for a long while, he said that for many years, have changed.
Morning, one out, the sun through the thick banyan tree under the sparse projection of the shadow of a quiet alley, and occasionally heard a Liangsheng hawkers is a vernacular dialect, but it is pleasant to listen to does not really understand them. After several moments, hawkers lug burden from the alley turn, is a Tam fruit, litchi, longan what attracted the elderly and the children stood watching. There is always pedestrians, walking not so hasty, an air of calm. Their eyes told me that they were satisfactory and sentimentally attached to this city. Those ancient streets, he noticed that the gable ivy so that everyone could not help but want to slow down, immersed in a Yonglan sunshine.
Head for the corner there is always one or two burning preserved meat shops, some roasted ducks, geese, bright red, the craned hanging there. There are colors of the porridge, wonton, turtle to make paste and so on.
All the people that are honest nature, this, and not far from the office into the sky to form a great contrast, there is again, that is my busy-looking stranger.
From Hai Zhuqiao down to see if it had a strange dark gray People’s Liberation Army sculpture, has been completely than 5 years old can remember the same again. A man went to the stone chamber, which built in imitation of Paris Notre Dame Cathedral, and only Sunday morning to enter, I can only see her across the fence on both sides of the towering spire and huge stained-glass windows. One on the road are selling the sea cargo, sundries’s, a surge of stench smell.
I still prefer Ershadao, like Guangdong Province, the United States, Xinghai Concert Hall, in the Pearl River shore, accompanied by dependent. Happened that is the day the National Watercolor Gouache Exhibition of Beauty Dan Ma style, in that autumn afternoon, it is the occasion.
Bo, Guangdong Province, where Akira half the afternoon, went to a big club next to the Kuomintang, sat for a moment. I was really like those thick banyan, overcast shade blocks out the sun, like the grandmother’s arms, sitting there, and people will immediately become calm, quiet.
If wearing a T shirt, Shenzhen, likened to a pair of jeans, stylish avant-garde young upstart, then Guangzhou is wearing a jacket Chou Shan, sipping Jin hookah, quality purple clay tea and the old gentleman. (Compared to Shanghai’s business suits, as always, was a bit hard for them). Shenzhen, is a new, bold and vigorous, and one to the straight before the momentum and belief is full of young people; Guangzhou, while the old slippery mellow, worldly sophistication, Chongrubujing. Guangzhou, there will be more content, because the vast, inadvertently Fa Sanzhe of his charm.
I eyeful of this verdant city of big-rong tree full of love. Those meat shops, fruit-hawkers who Tiaodan child who calmly hale and hearty old, very humane. He has his relaxed, steady taste of the situation, especially unwittingly from the mall, a taxi coming out of the very old, very old Cantonese songs to and, after rush goes as far as I moved between the mess. One day late hit, and the radio burst of radio did not understand Cantonese, the news came “far away, she is” a song. Xue-Qing Yue’s voice was suddenly took me back to those Sentimental old age, almost forget that he was adrift in a foreign land. The next is “Halfmoon Bend”, Rou Rou, the very warm. In contrast, other cities Chuan Jie Guo Lane, who, when a new pop music, the overall impression that impulsive noise.