Occasionally from the life out, remember those once poetry and faraway places, in order to let the tired heart full of re-energized to run into the trivial life, in May 2018, after leaving and moving to the first trip opened up my new world.
Langkawi, as Malaysia's largest island, geographically closer to Thailand, the first time I came, I would mistakenly think that I was in one of the islands of Thailand, the climate and food are very close, but when you get to know it more and more find different.
It was less than 8:00 in Penang, the pedestrians were sparse, the sky was gray and blue, while the sun was still lazy in the clouds, we had taken our pre-booked tickets and luggage and embarked on the journey from Penang to Langkawi.
After breakfast at a Cantonese-style morning tea store called "Da Dong", we went straight to the rickshaw waiting for work, which is a three-wheeled bicycle with a front seat and a back seat that you can always see in the streets of Penang.
This kind of seat similar to the Chinese yellow bus always have a sense of the times, but the difference is that the driver in the back of the seat, usually also middle-aged and elderly people pulling work, head of the umbrella, the sides of the seat with fake flowers decorated with a different kind of flavor.
The not-so-far distance flew by in a selfie with a smiling uncle who only has one incisor and the reluctance to leave Penang, waving goodbye to Penang at the pier and finally stepping on the boat that carries me to the depths of the sea.
After more than two hours of hazy, with the neighboring Indian friends gesturing goodbye, before officially embarking on the island of Langkawi, at this time the sky has been blue, and the sea echoed the colorful boat in the sunshine is even more colorful.
Accompanied by the high and low clouds hanging in the blue sky, stepping on the leap and pleased with the pace of leaving the pier, was a friend of the sudden test froze, with my magical English to take a cab to the scheduled residence, the car bitter laughter and playfulness is still fresh in my mind.
Through the asphalt road wrapped in green forest, the driver stopped the car at a fork in the road, a rarely traveled path stretched deep into the dense forest in front of our eyes, and along the stone paved road, a low pink wooden hut was scattered among the vegetation.
The whole compound was large, with various pavilions and sitting areas in the front yard, and as we approached, we saw very few people once the older man in the inner yard checked us in, and when we checked out, we simply put our keys in the mailbox at the door and walked through the drinking area to our room.
It was already mid-afternoon, and the sun was beating down on the outside of the house, making it even hotter than Penang, so I took advantage of my friend's lunch break and couldn't wait to explore the house on my own, as it blended seamlessly with the surrounding vegetation.
The guest house is located at the back of the courtyard, and is covered by rows and rows of unknown greenery, bringing a touch of coolness to the particularly hot Langkawi, and the sunlight is reflected in the pink walls through the towering plants, which are vivid and beautiful.
Walking from the sunny rainforest to the self-service coffee station, and then brewing a cup of strong coffee to throw myself into the side of the pavilion, body and soul completely immersed in it, the entire inner courtyard is no one, but also become my private secret garden.
Beyond the inner courtyard is the more spacious front yard, where there are not only free-range chickens, but also a variety of unadorned potted plants and wild cats everywhere, and a tatami-mat-like pavilion for visitors to take a break from sitting on the ground with their legs crossed, which is a bit more cozy.
After 4 p.m., when the sunlight had faded a bit, we were ready to go out for lunch. We walked along the sparsely-populated streets, passed through the scattered stores, and stopped at a bright and spacious restaurant.
It was only when I received the menu in English that it dawned on me from the Chinese restaurants in Penang that I was in Langkawi, and I half-expected to order my favorite food, which tasted amazingly similar to Thai food, that I couldn't help but feel a little different about my trip.
Night, quietly, we have changed into flip-flops in the sea, white sandy beaches in the light of the setting sun shimmering, retreating from the heat of the day, people swarmed out, the day, is considered to be just beginning.
Walking along the coast in the direction of the setting sun, feet in the undulating sea water and fine white sand, the sky as the sun sinks and sets and changes different colors, from light to dark, there are light gray blue light pink, there is also a strong blue and red.
Out of the blue, as if overturning God's palette, even the sea and the beach are tainted, we are wrapped in color, in the oil painting, in addition to the tide is still jumping, everything in front of us is still.
Enchanted in the intertwining colors of the night for a long time, until the darkness of the night, can no longer see that a ray of the sun dyed red clouds, still stupid, a long time from the distant song back to a God, through the sand rows of the field to look for the source of the sound.
Singing from the beach of the beachfront hotel, is a traditional Malaysian song, accompanied by singing and dancing wearing gorgeous traditional costumes of young men and women, let a person bright, exotic flavor in the night appears particularly moving.
Walking back, the beach side jumping fire in the dark night flashes, a group of young people are playing with fire, a stick or chain on both sides of the point on the flame, in the hands of wantonly rolling, jumping in the air out of the beautiful arc fall, lively and colorful, energetic.
It is not yet finished, but was gurgling protests belly defeated, food is beckoning me from the beach back to the bustling streets, adding a few points of fireworks, stores and stalls on both sides of the street crowd, completely out of the daytime scene of the cold.
In Penang, we were all about street food, but in Langkawi, we ate the most Malay meal at a well-decorated restaurant with a beautiful environment, ordered a glass of brandy, and let our bodies and minds be enchanted by the tantalizing night!
My trip to Malaysia is unfinished and will continue to be updated, so look forward to seeing you on your next trip!