Prose journal: want to go travel Handan

Handan people fashion. One year, the girls Xing red bibs wear outside. Summer leisure, out of shopping, coincidentally in front of the eyes walked past a girl dressed like this.

Personality is not tall or short, with black shorts, bare white meat back, on the painting of a magnificent red peony flowers - maybe it is the pattern of the layers of colorful petals, dotted with bright yellow stamens, with white carrots as smooth as the legs of the arms and legs, so light and beautiful in front of the walk.

The eyes follow for a long time, there is curiosity, but can not bear to chase after a closer look, for fear that in front of the beautiful figure, hiding a face that does not match. The good thing is that I'm not a boy, and I didn't lose my mind by the glimpse, but only remembered the beauty of the moment that made me feel shocked by the same sex.

Like Handan, an ancient and interesting city, everywhere there are monuments, random points idiom. In the past, Handan train station hall wall, pasted according to the worm Princess tomb mural special tiles; another wall, wearing the traditional wide-sleeved tilted skirt deep clothes of women, antiquity in the wall of the song and dance feast music; square, Zhao Wuling Wang across the air steed, wearing Hu clothing, holding a bow, handsome, high above the stone pedestal.

To the small bookstore around, over a general small stone bridge. View the name of the bridge, oh, the original is the ancient famous that outsiders to learn to walk, crawling back to the bridge; walking in the street, seems to be an ordinary alley, but is the famous general of the Warring States period Lian Po blocked Lin Xiangru 'back to the car alley.

The beautiful room, the yellow sorghum dream, the obsessive book grows to sleep; ringing temple caves, magnificent stone Buddha, since the North Dynasty, one over a thousand years. Separated from the ugly mask, seems to be able to see the king of Lanling pure beauty helpless smile. Walking through the long tunnel of time, seems to be able to see the jade body across the hall of Xiao Ren, and that for the love of the Princess a smile, willing to postpone the duel, resulting in the destruction of the country's love of the emperor.

Zhuge Liang hanging Zhou Yu's sacrifice, praising his character and moral integrity, especially admonishing Sun Quan to take a hostage in Cao Cao, the words are "Hanging the king's abundance, a good match with Xiao Qiao; husband and wife virtuous and beautiful, a good story. The first is that the first is the first to be a good match, and the second is the first to be a good match, and the third is the first to be a good match.

Handan, is my every left and right, bumped into the wall of despair after the wings used to heal the place. I'm not sure if I've ever had a good time or a bad time, but I'm sure I've had a good time and a good time. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to get the best out of your life. This is not the growth of the wings early folded countless times, like the ancient sages like spreading their wings to fly again impossible. But still can smooth miraculous living, in the leisure time to play up the backpack, tie up pigtails, suits of deep blue coat, to a want to go on the trip.

Walking on the campus of the former study and life, the original faculty office building has been turned into a student apartment, the door piled up a number of sandstone floor tiles, about the repair. That a few pairs of every night must be here, ready for the big speakers gathered to lead the big dance teachers, I do not know which place to go to dance, once fluttering skirt, whether or not the former pomegranate red mold?

Remote thinking of the past, can not help but people sad, "time slowly flow away, Luo Lengna! Snow fell on the grass again, the sun is far away from the end of the world, Luo Lengna ...... one, two, three, one, two, three, low back ____ three, turn ____ two, three, "low back. She slightly open hand, tiptoe, walking pigeon as light as the dance ......

When the weak tender willow has been as smoke like fog, creepers thickly entangled in the old building on the east wall, bloomed with the thickest redness of autumn. In front of the small auditorium is still plastered with green and flowery notices, do all kinds of odd jobs, test certificates, weekend movies and cotillion ...... in twos and threes, accompanied by laughing and joking through the lively youthful and beautiful students, is no longer the years that a few in order to graduate school, throw the racket, shave his head, with a wide-brimmed hat, regardless of the day and night holding the book to die gnawing the relentless The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

Row to Congtai Park, walking in the shade of the trees, leaning over the bushes to pick a few grains of black beans, listen to the birds singing, look at a few eyes put on the music to learn to turn around the dance partner - men's dark blue suit vests, girls black hats and black clothes, coquettishly smiling. There are more than 2,000 years of history and heritage of the tall plexus platform, although in the Qing Dynasty rebuilt, can represent the spirit of the old robust, across time and space, seems to be able to see Zhao Wuling Wang light Hu suit, review here. And that bridge under the blue water, a vein of Qing Yang, is still tender, people viewed the breathtaking.

From the park out, meandering to the nearby museum, there is a bronze exhibition, busy to see. By the way to see from the Eastern Wei Gao Zhan wife - died at the age of 13 years old Ru Ru Princess tomb of the table of mud people. I did not expect to turn around, see a lot of bone, stone, pottery and bronze, pots and bowls, chimes, arrow arrow pottery building, real horse bone burial pits, a number of large and small Buddha and figure statues, but did not see want to see the little clay man.

Asked the museum's security guards, said that the Museum of Tantao early to be back. It is difficult to run so far to see? The museum has been, but it's not worth it to see a few clay figures, as a serious matter to run a trip.

Walking through the history of the long river, a stone, a statue, a pottery car, a brick, than the life of a person to live out a lot of life. In front of these silent antiquities, a person is nothing, not to mention the chicken feathers. Many things, many people, then see see, said said, hold the hand of the remaining temperature of the good, is the hijack is the edge, do not want to not see, by it to go.

Love a city, not because of its prosperity and affluence, not because of its scenery and flavor, but it has its own traces of life, carrying too many memories of a beautiful youth.