Shanghai hangji

? 16 is my first visit to Shanghai, because at that time I transferred directly from Hongqiao Station to Jiashan South, so I didn't have time to see the magic capital.

It was not until the beginning of October that I went to Shanghai for the first time. The first choice is, of course, to see the famous landmark-the Oriental Pearl. The two-yuan boat ticket passes through Pudong from the Bund, which coincides with the holiday. The mighty crowd gathered in the cabin like fine sand and spread to the other side of the river like the tide. Because it was the first time to take a boat, I was quite happy at first, but in less than ten minutes' journey, there were people standing or standing everywhere, filtering the crowded air in the cabin almost harshly. Do not take a deep breath, lack of oxygen; Take a deep breath, it will hurt your lungs. In desperation, I had to squeeze and move to the deck. Looking around, the Huangpu River is choppy. Looking at the past, the river is exactly the same as the pictures that appeared in various film and television dramas when I was a child. They are all as turbid as yellow sand, like a tributary of the Yellow River. It turns out that people are serious about the Yangtze River water, which originated in Anji County, Zhejiang Province and flows through Shanghai. After the Waibaidu Bridge accepts Suzhou River, it flows into the Yangtze River and then into the East China Sea. As for the sediment, it is thrown around by the tidal current at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and injected from Wusongkou when it meets the high tide, so the river seems to be mixed with the overturned sand table. I don't think there will be a day when mud and sand will fall. It's late summer and early autumn, and the summer heat is still dominating the tail of the autumn tiger. When the wind wrapped in heat waves sweeps through the crowd, it's really uncomfortable to be in it. If someone asks me at this time, "If I have one more ticket, will you come with me?" I think it must be rejected, although no one will ask. Hey, I shouldn't say so much. In case some fool asks me, what if? I still want to be full of hope for life. It's really great. If it's a big deal, I'll buy two tickets myself and ask someone else. Anyway, it's only two yuan each, and I can still afford dei, haha ~

When I arrived in Pudong, the Oriental Pearl was in front of me, but it was really far away-I had to look up at the sky with my neck tilted at nearly 90 degrees to see the top. As for whether Jing M. Guo said that looking up at the sky at 45 degrees is bright and sad, I don't know, but 90 degrees must be sad. I don't have to worry about that. There is a ticket for 200 yuan in the middle, and my heart is crying. Otherwise, how can I say younger? I'm sorry I didn't see it here, but I forgot when I turned my face. After all, it is next to Shanghai Tower and Shanghai World Financial Center. The two buildings soar into the sky like the Twin Towers, which are equally fascinating. As for this doubt, since the object is myself, I forgive your entanglement. I forgot how I walked around a winding path. At the beginning of October, osmanthus flowers don't fade, and the stars seem to stick to the branches. In the breeze, I am shy and timid, hiding in the shadow of lush foliage. I stick my head out from time to time, swaying the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance all over the ground, haunting pedestrians passing through the flowers. On the ground, a clover lawn spread out, surrounded by blue stars, floating on the green leaves. When the wind blows, I look like a head swinging up and down. No traffic signs are like two guards who are not disturbed by outsiders. They stood dutifully at both ends of the path. They keep a quiet and safe place in this busy downtown area. People have to feel that seclusion itself is not very valuable, but it is very different to take peace in the noise. How to think about local tyrants, just give some ideas, you can make up a plot of the Qiao family courtyard. Think about it, the white door has a gilded edge. On both sides of the road, unknown flowers are squeezed out of the white fence, which is bustling and lively, and one or two rubber trees are obliquely inserted in the corner. The upper leaves are dark green and slightly yellow, with a clear vein in the middle. Finally, it is divided into several strands and neatly covered on the whole leaf, because the leaves are uneven, and the afternoon sun shines on them, casting a cool shadow, which is quite comfortable.

Finally, we didn't go to the Twin Towers. We just sighed a few words and returned to the other side of the river. There is really nothing to visit. I thought so then, and I think so now. After all, the real rich area, from the floor tiles to the copper buttons embedded in the doors, exudes exquisiteness and coldness that keeps people away. Only the roadside scenery is thriving and lively, no matter who comes, it is a heartless and happy look. However, at the thought of everyone looking at the scenery here with interest, people in the yard may be watching it, too. Hey, where are these stupid roe deer studying anything?

? By the time they sway back to the Bund, the western hills are already dusk and brightly lit. A truly charming night has arrived. Because this area was divided into British Concession in the early years, it is the epitome of the ten-mile foreign exchange in old Shanghai, and it is also the starting point of the beginning of old Shanghai and even the whole modern Shanghai city. Therefore, 52 classical renaissance buildings with different styles on Nanjing East Road and Zhongshan East Road are quiet and safe during the day, like a centenarian with drooping eyelids, and look even older when there is sunshine. There are mottled marks in some corners of the wall, such as the annual rings left by years at the roots of trees; On a cloudy day, because of the loss of the sunshine package, the corner of the building is a little less bright and beautiful, which becomes a bit daunting. Like an old man dozing off, his face suddenly sank, and his laziness swept away, revealing a weathered background. After all, during the war years, he was also in the middle of the whirlpool where you sang me out. Even if there are some signs in the exposed background color, the whole surroundings can look solemn. But in the evening, the yellow light gradually lit up. Some of them fell from the sky and rubbed against the dark yellow brick wall, and some were wrapped around the corner ground and along the green plants in the corner. When the crowd passed by, the lights flashed, and the light of various foreign buildings came out from the rows of windows, reflecting the street. The world seems to be alive, and the warm light seems to be plated with a layer of Phnom Penh, which is dazzling. On the way across Nanjing East Road to the Bund, I was stuck behind the crowd. From time to time, I wondered if the scenery here would be like the Titanic, which pushed the door open and fell from cold black and white to a new world with fragrant clothes and singing. I feel beautiful just thinking about it.

Finally, I walked to the Bund, and the lover's wall on the Bund was next to me when I went up the stairs. Green plants and flowers covered the whole wall like ivy, leaving no gap, and the leaves were unexpectedly clean. After all, according to the situation in the north, there are so many people going back and forth all day, and the dust brought up is enough to be buried several times. Shanghai back garden really deserves its reputation ~

By the Huangpu River, the spacious path was crowded with pedestrians, which coincided with holidays. At the end of the year, the street was almost full of excitement. There are old people with children and grandchildren sitting on stone benches, people from different countries smiling in different languages, people holding SLR and mobile phones patting different postures, and the Oriental Pearl behind them emerges in the lens circle. Next to it are orange lights falling from all directions, which fall on people's faces and have a gentle and demure taste. Looking at these photos after decades, even if it is inevitable that they will fade and yellow, those old traces of yellowing will appear long and quiet. Good things always make people feel comfortable, which has nothing to do with time itself.

Then I went to the Chenghuang Temple overnight. What impressed me the most was the snacks and surging crowds all over the country. Too many kinds of snacks dangle under my nose. At the end of the visit, I felt as if I had eaten them all, and I really ate only a few eyes, so although I didn't eat too much, my satiety was already obvious.

? After eating and drinking enough, go shopping and digest, and then have a face-to-face meeting with everyone and go back to their homes.

Later, I came to Shanghai several times and wandered around these places. So at first, I always felt that Shanghai as a child was described in Jing M. Guo's novels. It is very flashy, and all kinds of well-dressed people hurried in the brilliant CBD business circle. The elite is full of style, and there is always a feeling of being in the wrong place when the whole people stay in this area. It is out of place and strange.

20 17.

That autumn and winter, I came to Shanghai for business, and went to Zhujiajiao ancient town when the autumn chill didn't come.

? Speaking of ancient towns, there are many ancient towns in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Although the styles are different, they are almost the same in antiques. And it is reasonable to say that they have been to Xitang many times before. Although the beauty belonging to the ancient town can't be fully appreciated, it is also 7788. I once met Xitang in the clear sky, in the sunset, in the twilight and in the noise of the night. The only thing I haven't seen is what it looks like in the morning light, for no other reason. You need tickets to enter the ancient town in the morning. Actually, I think it should be quiet, and I didn't run away. After all, it's usually too late to take drugs in the bar street. It may be sultry at night and easy to get high. After all, the night scene is really beautiful ~

It stands to reason that everyone has seen the ancient town, and it may be boring to go to Zhujiajiao again, but the fact is that I had a good time there and the scenery was good. Maybe it's just because my sister took a polaroid, everyone played a little high, didn't stop, and didn't finish filming a roll of film before leaving, so I finally felt a little reluctant to go, which made this ancient town very memorable. Although the scenery is ok, it is far from amazing.

It can be seen that people's memory has the function of self-correction, and it is their own feelings that control the direction of correction. Just like a beautiful memory, even the dead leaves on the roadside in winter are like a filter, and the warm memories are not even cold in winter ~ I have read a sentence before, and people will never know what the lesson is. In winter, they won't remember the tenderness of spring breeze, but in spring, they will forget the harshness of winter. Now think about it.

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? 18 It was early summer when I was on a business trip, and it was already autumn when I went back. So I stayed in Shanghai for a whole summer, except that it was terribly hot and it was already dark, and other feelings were OK. When I went back, it was darker, just like the protective color of the earth. Now that I think about it, it's a little long.

? Because I stayed for a long time, I found time to go out and play several times, trying to find some different scenery. After all, the Bund is so famous that the halo on its head is too heavy, which leads to a bit of serious "inequality between the rich and the poor" in other scenic spots, making people unable to enjoy other beautiful scenery hidden under the halo. Because they all go out to play on weekends, they won't go too far. Tianzifang on Taikang Road is the first place to go. Just like every city has a good place to shop and a strong market atmosphere. Because there are too many people inside, the voice of people chatting in mid-air is like a little echo, or surrounded by 3D, incomprehensible Shanghai dialect and Mandarin with local accent. There are also shopkeepers and foreign tourists who speak fluent English. They are noisy and inexplicable, which seems to reveal a little life in this city. In the small area of Tianzifang, there are all kinds of snacks, and the narrow alleys are also full of shops and shops selling stamps. The windows are printed with all kinds of local beauty in Shanghai. There are also hand-made books. The dried flowers are fixed in the most brilliant way and properly placed on the wooden book cover, wrapped with transparent film, which will feel slightly concave and convex and have a fragile aesthetic feeling; There are other perfumes. Different perfumes have various shapes in transparent glass bottles. Under the indoor light, they are quietly colorful because of different colors. The overflowing Leng Xiang can calm people's hearts a little in the sticky heat in summer, and even the steps into the store are very light, as if afraid to disturb the fragrant space of this room. Occasionally, I will meet some online celebrity shops, bring some snacks with novel practices, and then put a cup of frozen milk with answers.

Tianzifang is different from Xintiandi. There are not many commercial buildings here, and low houses are more like ordinary streets. If it weren't for too many people coming and going, they would suddenly become online celebrities. I think it will be like other streets in Shanghai. People rush to work during the day and will be quiet at night. When the weather is fine, some children may pass by and disappear at any corner. Maybe someone will come in and take some photos because of the bright color of the building, such as me. (? )

? Later, I went to M50 Creative Park, on Moganshan Road in Putuo District. It takes 20 minutes to get out of the subway. There are not many high-rise buildings on the road for vehicles and pedestrians. When we get to the creative park, it is even more secluded. But the 500-meter-long graffiti wall makes seclusion in the park different from the sparsely populated silence, but like a flower blooming in the corner, quiet and warm. The graffiti wall is really cool, and the large area of colorful lines is meaningful and meaningless. Some are visible images, some are purely hand-painted, and there is some visual impact in the sun, which instantly has a little artistic sense. As for what is artistic sense, it seems to me that it is imaginative thinking and arbitrary expression. It doesn't matter where you use the tool, brush, spray liquid or sound. After all, anyone who makes a sound to the world will always want to hear an echo.

? Beyond the graffiti wall, there are studios and art exhibitions with different styles. There are various exhibition halls in it. Because of different styles, some people can't understand what is expressed even if they stare quietly, and some people are secretly surprised when they look at it. And the atmosphere they live in is particularly good. The staff are busy in an orderly way, and the loiterers quietly approach and leave, each in a faction, without disturbing each other, and occasionally mixed with some subtle conversations, such as white noise, which don't bother much. What impressed me deeply was a wall on which all kinds of eyes were arranged neatly, blinking from time to time. Some eyes are slightly upturned like smiling eyes, some are light-colored pupils, like enamel porcelain, with some serious cold light. Because they are so vivid, standing in front of them and facing rows of people, they seem to be staring at themselves quietly. It is quite novel that people with intensive phobia are afraid of getting sick. Further inside, there are several aisles, where the sun can't penetrate and the floor is dark. The store in front of the photo studio overflowed with fluorescent lamps, flickering according to the graffiti on the wall, like the station passage in "Strange Man V". If there is no one coming and going around, it will be quite scary. There are other shops, unlike the small shops selling souvenirs in the ancient town, which can't wait to open a skylight to show all the beautiful things to others. The narrow door leaves the door unlocked, so you have to be patient to find out the truth, so that you won't be hit by surprises and find loopholes.

? This is my first visit to the art park. I thought it would be abstract and I would never understand it. However, after visiting, I found that art itself is not an inherent specific form. Everyone sees the world in their eyes and chooses different ways to express it. When you swim in it, you will always find something that can cause * * *, which may be the same trajectory that you and strangers have traveled. This is a wonderful thing.

? 18 What else did you encounter in Shanghai? Typhoon. It seems very sudden that thick black clouds will diffuse, the whole sky will split in two, and the blue and clear sky will be eroded by black clouds bit by bit. At first glance, the past is slow, but looking up and down will change the world. Many shopping malls and shops closed early because of early warning notice, leaving only conscientious street lamps standing alone, like candles in the dark, watching them go out, but standing firm.

? 20 19.

? Going directly to Shanghai for business after the Chinese New Year, sweating. Why are you in a hurry, either on a business trip or on the way? ー)

? Unfortunately, I get carsick again. Very good, except the subway, bus, train, plane and now the high-speed rail, all passed out, without exception. I am also very helpless about this.

? March 10 is cloudy, but it does not affect the enthusiasm for going out. After all, what are the lyrics? Nothing can stop my yearning for a beautiful road. Well, I can't. ? . ) ╭

First, I went to the old workshop of 1933, an art workshop transformed from a slaughterhouse, and a branch in Shajing Road. When you get out of the hailun road subway, you will cross an unknown path, with a large area of low-rise old houses on both sides of the road. Xiaoping building is particularly old when surrounded by high-rise buildings next to it, but it is unexpectedly inconspicuous. After all, it has existed for decades, and I think it has been integrated with the atmosphere in this area. On both sides of the road are some doors for only one person to pass through. Through the open door, you can see that the space in the corner is full of daily necessities, large and small. There are also some small shops, neatly stacked with flour bags, leaving an inch of space for people to turn around. There are all kinds of potted plants that have sprouted on the waist-high windowsill, which complement the clothes hanging on the window frame and have a strong flavor of life. Although there was no one to talk to at home, I met one. It's actually hard to imagine. After all, there are commercial buildings and art parks not far from it. It is still like an old street. After the Triangle Art Park, it is almost the old square of 1933.

? At first glance, the old workshop was completely transformed from a slaughterhouse. I can only feel that the master is in the folk. Although the building is not gorgeous enough, the simplicity with a sense of time is still magnificent. In front of the door is a small river named Shajing Port. Together with Shajing Road, it draws a beautiful arc in front of the tall chimney, and then flows into Hongkou Port along Liyang Road, and then flows into Huangpu River on the North Bund not far away.

? As soon as I stepped into the building, the internal structure of basilica style in ancient Rome came into view (the style name originated from Du Niang), and the whole building was like a maze. My friends who went with me exclaimed all the way. If I had played hide-and-seek here when I was a child, the "cat" who was hiding would have screamed with anger. The entrance is a large spiral staircase, and the reinforced concrete corridor winds up, and because it is too tortuous, standing at the bottom is almost in the blind spot of sight. Once you step on the stairs, you will find that the seemingly random architectural trend is actually very distinct, with different light, different angles, different light and shadow and spatial changes.

? Because the handrail wall next to the stairs is too high, the height of 170 will only lead to a head, which is long and deep. Walking along the road under your feet, I don't know if I will get to the exit, so some lights or bright things that suddenly appear at the corner of the stairs will surprise people in this black, white and gray world.

? It was already lunch time when I strolled out from the inside. I finally finished eating Kanto and went to Wu Kang Road again.

? Because I like Tang Wei, I watched Lust, Caution from the beginning. After releasing mr. yi, he called a rickshaw and went to John Calvin Ferguson Road, which is Wu Kang Road.

? "This place is the quietest residential area in Shanghai. Surrounded by vegetable gardens, there are many Woods, especially weeping willows. In spring, catkins fly all over the sky and roll on the ground, getting bigger and bigger. Frogs are everywhere when it rains. In the morning, the birds outside the window seem very noisy. Pushing open the window, my eyes are full of green ... "This kind of beauty comes from the book Treasure at Sea: Wu Kang Road, and this situation is really the scene when Wu Kang Road or John Calvin Ferguson Road. There are semi-exposed wooden frames on gables and external walls, red bricks at the feet, and high and steep roofs. The roof is paved with red tiles, the walls are painted with yellow or white, and some corners are inlaid with red bricks. It is no exaggeration to call it a garden house.

? The road is not long and there are not many pedestrians. Walking in it, different styles of buildings appear one after another, which makes people dizzying. When passing by a white wall, an antenna hangs on the black tile of the white wall, splitting the sky overhead and setting off a gloomy sky. Someone hurried by the roadside, like the impression of Berlin in old photos.

? At the end of the road is Wu Kang Building, the first veranda apartment building in Shanghai. I saw a sentence on the Internet before, "Wu Kang Tower is like a warship waiting to set sail. It carries the memories of Shanghainese for many years. A porch and a corner are full of French customs. " I think this sentence is particularly appropriate to describe it. It stands quietly at the crossroads.

The aftertaste of winter is still there. When the cold wind blows, people's faces are numb. In this weather, there are also many people standing at the intersection opposite the Wukang Building, quietly watching and experiencing the imprint left by the years on this old building. It is a sense of vicissitudes accumulated, which makes passers-by put away their usual smiling faces, as if they were dyed by this solemn feeling. Of course, it is also possible that the wind is really too strong to laugh. (*^ワ^*)

? In fact, I went to Tongji to see cherry blossoms later, but I only saw bare branches after I went there. I was carried away by the beautiful scenery in the picture and rushed over without considering whether it was blooming or not. Oh, it really makes me dizzy ~

? Now that I've finished writing this pile on the south bus, it's time to punch in as a souvenir (in fact, it's just to keep my beautiful photos ~ (? `? ))

? Good-bye.