Following the cell phone navigation, across a bridge, walked to the south gate of the park, a group of people in the open space in front of the door dancing happily. Warm and pleasant dining images emanated from the brightly lit Jindingxuan next door.
Find the ticket office, buy a ticket and rush into the park.
Nearly 10 years in Beijing, this is the first time to visit Ditan Park, and it is such a dark night, the heart is not very high expectations, there is a big perfunctory visit.
One into the door walked not a few steps, is the left and right two roads to choose, follow the one with a lot of people go. Blowing the cool wind after the rain, listening to the partridge in the woods, looking at the men and women running. The heart itch, simply also run up.
Shuttling through the dense woods, smelling the fragrance of pines and cypresses, running aimlessly, occasionally into the garden of Chinese medicine, as if to see a clump of peonies, looking up to see the day, but also the blue translucent, the clouds caught in the pink. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The sound of tuba and saxophone came from far away, and I thought it was from the radio. Approaching, I saw an old man playing the tuba, a middle-aged man stood there to play the saxophone, a young girl practicing the cello, a large piano box is placed on the ground. They are not in one place, each looking for a street lamp, leisurely playing up.
In the square, a few boys of 5-6 years old were chasing and playing, and the power of life came out of their little legs.
Looking at these people rich in the power of life, the heart rejoiced.
Running fast for almost two kilometers, ready to go home out of the park. On the way back, I saw a few old buildings, and thought that this park has a history of nearly 500 years, as the altar of the sacrifice of the earth, can not help but reveal the taste of solemnity, the heart also has a layer of awe. Instead, it is that the crowd dancing in the square makes this park become lively and relatable.
Out of the park, paced to the side of the Jinding Xuan, the door saw a few blonde foreigners eager to talk. The waiter was very busy, a moment to take care of me, so it is good, I quietly flipped through the menu, but I just finished running, no appetite. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get the best out of it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get it.
Out of the Golden Cuisine, the wind was blowing cold, looked up and saw the swaying red lanterns, looking for an angle, shot up.
The night tour of the Temple of Earth, surprisingly a lot of harvest.
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