Fortune teller _ Xiamen fortune teller

Sitting on the high-speed rail all the way south, the morning is coming. A moment ago, I was shivering in the north by the cold wind, and I retaliated by laughing at the bare trees on the roadside. A moment later, I felt the warmth in Xiamen air and the green vitality of trees. I was touched, even the seemingly ordinary sunshine is so soft and pleasing to the eye at the moment. Presumably, this is the magic of modern science and technology, and we can experience the great changes of the surrounding environment effortlessly in an instant. Although he is from Fujian, and his hometown and Xiamen are only two or three hours' drive, he has never seen the city garden at close range. This is in line with a paradox in life: we eagerly look forward to the distance, but ignore the beautiful scenery around us. Meeting Xiamen in winter can be regarded as making up for the shortcomings of "aiming too high" in the past.

There seems to be no big difference from day to day, so that occasionally there is an illusion that life is just a repetition from day to day. I even doubt that I am an artificial person in the American TV series westworld. I live in the future paradise of human entertainment and leisure, and wake up from the morning sunshine every day. My behavior, thoughts and emotions are just another reincarnation preset according to the script. Time keeps running forward, and all we experience is going back to the original place in a cycle.

When it comes to traveling, some people like to have everything ready and well planned. They sifted the information from countless raiders in advance, picking out the so-called most worthwhile attractions, the most delicious food and the most worthwhile souvenirs. However, I am almost blank to face the new environment. I like to meet unexpectedly, and the surprise is beyond words. Just like wandering around Archie School today, I experienced all kinds of firsts in my life. The first time I met the cemetery in Guangxu period on the mountain, we were separated by history on the same road. I saw the huge statue of the land and the temple of the land for the first time. In the memory of my old life experience, the earth god is always short and smart, like the dwarf in the western fairy tale world, whose residence is particularly close and humble, and he never puts the top of the temple higher than one person. However, I saw an image of a land god I had never seen before on Xianyue Mountain. Secondly, it is the first time to visit fortune-teller. Looking at the fortune alone, I was fooled for 99 years, but I didn't feel too much regret. On the contrary, this first experience made me quite excited. I have to say, the fortune teller must be ecstatic when he meets a fool like me. But the value of an experience should not be measured by money alone. When we arrive at Xiamen University in the evening, wanting to go to a place is often an obsession in our hearts, and we can't say too many reasons. But if we study this obsession carefully, we will find that it comes from the influence of mass media, which we don't realize. What we do comes from our own thoughts and expectations, but in essence it is just an unconscious projection of overwhelming publicity by mass media. This yearning for Xiamen University was formed in this way. You can't say that Xiamen University is really as charming as it is described. After all, Yunnan University has a Republic-style school building with a richer historical background, so it cannot be said that the natural environment of Xiamen University is picturesque. After all, the pond in Nankai is not to be outdone. But I don't know where I got a glimmer of hope in my heart and look forward to going to Xiamen University. In fact, the final viewing experience has long been insignificant.

I met my friend on Zhongshan Road in the evening. We met last winter, so this is not a reunion after a long separation. She is as gentle and honest as ever, like a quiet stream, walking with you, but quietly and without trace. She works in the scenic spots in Xiamen and is a good travel companion. She will take you to the most distinctive and valuable places in Xiamen. After eating the snacks on Zhongshan Road, we went to Cat Street near Xiamen University, which is a classic tour route for writers and artists. Maybe because I'm from Fujian, many snacks in Xiamen didn't surprise me much, such as oysters and spring rolls I ate in Putian. Some unusual snacks are actually snacks in Taiwan Province Province. Cat Street is an alley, imitating the cat street in Taiwan Province Province, but the cat street in Taiwan Province Province is a free territory for cats. They are kings on the road, and the cats here only walk back and forth in narrow huts. Although it is a cat street, it is not a real cat paradise. However, I feel sorry for those kittens who are locked in glass houses. At an early age, you will lose the freedom to strut, lack the vast world of exercise, and make yourself round and clumsy. Because it is night, the alley is sparsely populated and in a hurry. Like other tourists, we hurried a few steps through this dark place before the silent loneliness came. I didn't expect to be stopped by an uncle who sold four fruit soups. I like chatting with strangers of different ages in different industries, learning about their life experiences and listening to their life experiences. In front of the booth in four fruit soup, my uncle talked to us about his career as a teacher, his experience in four fruit soup, and even his experience in avoiding urban management. We talked for more than half an hour under the dim street lamp. I didn't give up saying goodbye until I finally realized that it was late at night and the cold wind had begun. Shapowei and Haven are not far from Cat Street. I think I would never have found such a small scenic spot without the guidance of Zhiping. Facing my distant visitor, my friend showed me the beauty in her eyes without hesitation. Like a generous child, she took out her favorite candy and selflessly shared it with her friends who were playing at home. The hut on the shore of the safe haven is called "nest", which is such candy. No boss, no shop assistant, no goods, no price tag. Only utopian ideals and beliefs are shared by everyone and dedicated by everyone. I was shocked by the master's spirit and concept. You'll never find such a surreal store outside Xiamen.

The next day, I went to Gulangyu. I mainly want to take a boat and see the buildings there, as well as the legendary buildings of various countries. Gulangyu is a small island, which can be bypassed in three or two steps. Houses on the island occupy the height of the slope, leaving a certain width between them, forming an interconnected maze of alleys. Vehicles are not allowed on the island, and even bicycles have never been seen. The transportation of goods can only be dragged by manpower. When climbing a hill, the driver often breathes heavily and takes six or seven steps to have a rest. Compared with the brisk tourists around, they are particularly hard, but compared with the porters on Mount Tai, they are much more relaxed. The colors of this island are mainly white and red. White is a typical western-style building, and red is a traditional red brick in China. This island is a typical combination of Chinese and western cultures. With a population of more than 10,000, it mainly believes in Christianity. Although there is a Catholic church on the island, it has long been abandoned by believers, and its gathering function has disappeared. Only the ornamental value has become a veritable "scenic spot". The red brick houses in Time are by no means completely China-like. Most of them have added western elements in some parts. The typical representative is the "paradise structure on the sea", with cornices and white columns coexisting. On the second floor, Guanyin is in front of the Buddhist temple statue, followed by the Virgin Mary. This architectural style also reflects the characteristics of that era-the exchange of Chinese and western cultures. Pay special attention. Most of the buildings on the island were built in the 1920s, with more than 1920. At present, the overall appearance is mainly in the early years of the Republic of China, which is a place for leisure and entertainment of elites. One hundred years later, the island still plays the role of entertainment, which has never changed. The difference is that the middle class is also included in the play crowd. Entertainment projects have also become the main focus of visiting snack streets. However, I am curious about what kind of island it was before it became a playground for dignitaries.

In Gulangyu, I invited a wild guide for the first time to see if I would know more about what I visited with the island. The price is not high, 30 yuan, but I know that the tour guide deliberately stopped at some places to praise and tried to induce me to spend money. I always pretend not to be interested and don't let it succeed. I'm curious, as a Christian, how does she strike a balance between religious ethics and deceiving tourists? Later, I went to a scenic spot where she took me, watched a puppet show, listened to ten sounds and eight music, and visited the structure of a paradise on the sea. She charged 80 yuan for a small scenic spot, and I know she got a lot of kickbacks from it. In order to make her work in glad you came, I specially stayed in the scenic spot for a long time to extend her working hours. This is just to export evil spirits. After I came out, I continued with her. She saw that I didn't seem to have much money to squeeze, so she ended the tour guide in a hurry before the finish line. I want to talk to her about the folk culture of the island, but because she only regards me as a tourist who can be exploited, she doesn't want to talk to me at all. Generally speaking, the tour guide didn't spend much money.