Record of Personal Tour in Chaoyang District

10 18 in the morning, I finally did what I put off for a long time-traveling in Miancheng alone.

At ten o'clock in the morning, I packed my things, called a Didi, and embarked on a journey to Chaoyang Cotton City. This is my first time to a completely strange place, without an escort or a tour guide.

Why choose Miancheng? Because Chaoyang District is not too far from jinping district, 15km is a reasonable distance for me to explore the study area. In the past, whenever I wanted to leave this city and go to other strange places, I was accompanied for the first time or on the road. It's always difficult for me to establish a sense of a safe area to the outside world. This journey of exploration is a test for myself.

I know almost nothing about Miancheng except that there is a pagoda with a long history, which is my mother's hometown and my little nephew is also studying there. So when I got there, my purpose was simple-to find Wenguang Pagoda, walk around Chaoshi and find the ancestral temple in my mother's village.

Chatting with the driver's uncle on the road, everyone is an ordinary person who works hard for life and family, and he also calculates the account to the extreme. He had planned to go to Hepu to refuel, and the total price could be more than 80 yuan cheaper than that in the urban area, and the money sent to me could also cover the gas money all the way. The arrangement I occasionally make for it is nothing but careful preparation in the eyes of others.

When I arrived at Chaoshimen, I didn't see which campus it was. I silently watched the huge yellow school bus drive into the school and looked at the lovely students' faces on the bus. It should be a pupil, right? Is that junior high school?

Walking out of the back alley of the school, I used my mobile phone to study the route. After all, it was already 10: 55. This is a question of whether to solve lunch or punch in at Wenguang Tower first. After studying for a long time, I looked up and saw the electric car of Meituan. I immediately forgot to eat and went straight to Wenguang Tower. There must be food around the scenic spot.

While watching the navigation, I rushed to Wenguang Building along Chengdong Avenue, and even arrived at Wenguang Building in less than 20 minutes. Wow, it's at the junction of Jiao Ting Road and Zhonghua Road in Miancheng District, and Chaoyang Theatre is opposite to Zhonghua Road. The necessary action of punching in is tapping.

When I entered the park, what caught my eye was the well behind the tower. I haven't seen a real well for many years, so I spent some time reading the inscription. Sure enough, all the wells in the ancient city have stories.

When I saw the statue of Cai Chusheng, I thought of the Cai Chusheng Memorial Hall in the arcade area of the old city. I have never seen it well. Below the statue is the inscription "Mr. Cai Chusheng is the pioneer of advanced films in China" by Grandma Deng. When I think of the development of modern history and art when I was studying, I mentioned Cai Chusheng, the pride of hipsters. I wonder if it's because it's too hot+hungry. There are so many inscriptions on Wenguang Tower that I am not interested at all. I just took care of this tower for a long time.

After a short rest, I left the park. I wandered around the surrounding residential areas, looking for a special snack in Chaoyang to solve my lunch. Open the US Mission, and you will get nothing. You must look for any special snacks. However, I walked at one spot several times and passed a school on Zhonghua Road three or four times, but I couldn't find a suitable place to sit down and eat. I have to sigh that the development of Chaoyang is no different from that of Jinping Longhu. They all eat rice rolls and kway teow noodles. Seeing "Taoyuan rice rolls Store" is really dumbfounding. I finally saw the boiling shop, but it didn't open.

When I walked from the west side of Zhonghua Road to the east side, trying to explore the road near the community, I accidentally saw the Zhao Ancestral Hall. Ha, isn't this the ancestral temple of my mother's hometown? A closer look reveals that the doors are closed, four doors are painted with door gods of different shapes, and there are various lantern sculptures. Sparrows are small and complete.

Forget it, forget it, eat small and starve to death. Just that Taoyuan branch.

The first thing to do when you enter the store: borrow the toilet. I ordered beef and rice rolls noodles before I went in, and I can start without coming out. The plate is full of rice rolls, and the soy sauce soup seems to be more than I usually eat. Sliced beef, fresh lettuce and salty sauce. Rice rolls skin is not as thin as Shantou rice rolls, but it is a little thicker. The noodles are full of soup and won't be too dry. A copy of 15 yuan is just enough to eat.

When eating, I occasionally hear a few words of Chaoyang, but I didn't listen carefully. I buried myself in eating rice rolls and brushing my mobile phone. Although Chaoyang is my mother's hometown, she grew up in Shantou, and her brothers and sisters seldom use Chaozhou dialect, so I don't understand it deeply. Speak faster and it will become a gobbledygook. Occasionally, I looked up and was busy being the boss of rice rolls. A 90-year-old girl skillfully made rice rolls skin, and then put in various ingredients. Customers who come over may be regular customers. After saying the request, the boss hurried to do it. An aunt is helping, and a few conversations seem to confirm this process. The commercial water heater ordered by the boss arrived, and she contacted when there were no guests. The fireworks of life spread in a few small chats in the rare sunrise rice rolls.

After dinner, I scanned the code to pay, and I set off again. Seeing that it was only after twelve o'clock, I walked around the mall behind the community. There is a river near the community, and the road along the river has been transformed into a tree-lined promenade. Walking along the river, you can see the various States on the other side-either low bungalows or buildings under construction, which is in sharp contrast with the prosperity here. In the residential area, I also saw several landscapes that surprised me-the old barber shop and the old temple with ancient wells but no temples.

When I passed the school for the fourth time, I was worried that the road ahead was vast, and urinating reminded me to find the toilet. So I turned on the navigation and went straight to KFC, where I took a nap for a long time to determine my next destination-Chaoshi Junior High School. When I arrived at high school in the morning, I forgot to visit the school in my plan, so I adjusted this plan to middle school.

There seems to be something wrong with driving a beautiful group car and watching the navigation and heading south along the tree-lined path. A closer look reveals that I drove backwards, turned around all the way to the south, and couldn't help laughing when passing by the school: it's the fifth time.

One of the characteristics of Miancheng is that the Laoye Temple is particularly easy to find. After two red light intersections, I saw another one. Move on without delay.

I made two mistakes along the way and watched the navigation return to the right track. In the bright but not violent noon sunshine in autumn, I finally found Chaoshi Middle School, and I am planning to drive a small beauty group to realize the big timing around the circle. "You have driven out of the operation area, and now the power supply is temporarily stopped." As soon as I spoke, I stopped awkwardly on the road 200 meters away from the school gate in the big sun, so I had to restore power supply, drive to the nearest parking spot, and then walk back.

On both sides of Chengxi Avenue, just like the old boulevard, prosperity and desolation complement each other. The school is at one end of the desolate cement road. I walked along the shade of the sidewalk to the school and looked at all kinds of cars parked by the roadside. Two or three people walked in front of me as if they were school teachers. I followed them all the way to school and immediately ran across the street to photograph the school gate.

I went to the other side of the shade, called a Didi, and set foot on my way home. I was caught in a traffic jam on Hepu Avenue. This time, because I was tired for a day, I didn't talk to the driver as much as I did in the morning, but leaned on the headrest and closed my eyes.

It's only after three o'clock when I get home, and there's still time to sleep and rest. There was a class in the evening, and the day's exploration trip ended smoothly.

To say that the harvest is probably the rapid development of the city. Many things have changed more than I thought, and my independent ability is stronger than I thought. Go to Chaonan next time.

This is a summary of the travel notes that have been delayed for a week. This was written a few days ago and has not been classified.