Hongyadong, Ciqikou, hot pot, strings, young girls, young guys, Chongqing is a city that attracts me so much. The night view of Hongya Cave on Douyin is bright, and the town at Ciqikou is beautiful; I have long heard that Chongqing's young girls are hot and the young man has handsome ears; what attracts me most is Chongqing's hot pot and string strings.

I couldn't wait to leave, and I had enough stomach for dinner that day for Chongqing; it was already eight o'clock when I arrived in Chongqing, and I thought the peak period of meal was past by this time, so I dragged my suitcase and took a taxi directly to Yuli Hot Pot near Jiefangbei. My friends were also waiting for me.

I have already done my homework. I chose this store because the location is particularly good and it is so close to Jiefang Monument. How can I not check in to Jiefang Monument when I go to an Internet celebrity city? Secondly, this hot pot was recommended to me by locals. It is said to be delicious, high-looking, and excellent service. I definitely enjoy the taste of authentic Chongqing hot pot and post a high-profile circle of friends.

I ordered the slightly spicy pot bottom and was shocked when I came up. The fiery red hot pot soup base and the floating peppers made me collapse, but I couldn't admit defeat. However, I was even more surprised by the spicy beef served by the waiter. I couldn't see the meat at all. I only saw the red hot pepper noodles wrapped in the entire meat slices. The hot pot of Chongqing really gave me a glimpse...

It is said that tripe, goose sausage, and beef liver are all dishes that have to be ordered when eating hot pot, so naturally I can't help but order them. I have to say that the old hot pot in Yuli did not disappoint me. The tripe goose sausage was very crisp, and the beef liver was super tender. The taste of the hot pot made me unable to stop.

The recommended ice powder is also excellent. A bite of hot pot and a bite of cold jelly. The feeling of ice and fire made me fall in love with Chongqing from a hot pot restaurant.

After eating hot pot, walk and stroll all the way to Jiefang Monument, check in on the Internet celebrity attractions...

I had a dream all night, and I got up early the next day. I got on the shuttle bus to Wulong early and planned a two-day trip to Wulong. I wanted to see the scenery and feel the humanities. Probably Temple Ping and Rhino Village were the best places to go.

After passing through Baima Town and arriving in Heshun, there is a beautiful sea of windmills and bamboo, as well as rolling green mountains. I fell in love with it in an instant. Unexpectedly, there would be such a place just 150 kilometers away from the main city of Chongqing.

It is not in the well-known scenic spots, nor in a deserted countryside, but in the small town of Heshun. Farmers still live a simple life, and children still use their study to change their lives. The time here is like returning to childhood. Summer is full of stars and a cattail fan waving in my grandma's hand. It is sitting on a cool chair with a bowl of porridge. It is so simple and happy.

Siyuanping is the name of the wind farm, also known as Xingshun Wind Farm; this is the first wind farm in Southwest China. It was once only seen in Guizhou, but such beautiful scenery was once seen in Qinghai. It turns out that in Chongqing, there has always been a place like the Dutch scenery. This place is not known to everyone, but its style remains undiminished and I deeply love it.

The top of the mountain is a good place to watch the sunrise and sunset. We were eager for the delicious food of the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain. We only saw the corner of the sunset when we went up the mountain a few minutes late. I saw the sunset glow full of rendering until the sky turned red, orange, and purple, and the sun gradually disappeared. The corner of my eyes at that moment was so beautiful, so beautiful...

After seeing the brilliance of the sunset, as well as the natural landscape of the starry sky and the Milky Way, it seemed too beautiful to be true; it reminded me of my childhood, when the pollution of the light source was very small. We sat in the dam and listened to the old people setting up the Longmen Array, telling the stories of the older generation; the stars this night made me think a lot...

On the chilly night, there were stars accompanying us and the whistling sound of windmills accompanied us to sleep. Until the next day, the birds woke us up and a beautiful day began again...

Walking through the winding and steep mountain roads, I felt the excitement and excitement; climbing mountains and ridges, the air seemed to freeze when I arrived at the stockade. Between the green mountains and clear waters were ancient penthouse buildings, and the dots of red lanterns made me feel like I saw hospitable Tujia people. The fragrance of soil and wild flowers was mixed in the air, which cured my impetuous and tired body and mind.

Before sunset, wisps of smoke were lingering in the village, which was particularly touching under the mountains. I still remember that when I was a child, when I was playing hide-and-seek, the smoke was accompanied by the aroma of my grandmother's twice-cooked pork. At this time, it was like returning to my innocent childhood and being as close as my grandmother's home. It is as cordial and touching.

Looking at the villagers farming in the fields and mountains from afar, they are hard-working and simple; breathing the freshest air in the mountains and feeling the simplest and most comfortable life; they have faded away the irritability and uneasiness of those cities and found them in Rhino Village. A long-lost touch. The sky is gradually getting dark, and the smoke from every household rises; the farmers 'meals do not have big fish and meat, but they have the fragrance of fresh vegetables and a taste of home. They are the most delicious home-cooked dishes.

The quiet village is surrounded by mountains, shrouded in layers of mist, as if flowers are seen in the fog. The ancient penthouse is looming, and the lush countryside is full of mist. It seems that the entire village has not yet woken up and is dreaming a beautiful dream., as if this is a fairyland, in the world.

I waited until the fog cleared to see the "beautiful figure" of Rhinoceros Village and lift its "veil". Its reflection slowly appeared in the water, and the nearby grass and trees became greener and appeared in front of my eyes little by little. It suddenly made me feel refreshed, relaxed and happy, and intoxicated by this beautiful scenery.

The clouds had not dissipated yet, wisps of smoke floated from the roof, and the small village began to wake up; not far away, I heard the call of the owner of the farmhouse. Breakfast was a simple bowl of clear water noodles with green vegetables, which was light and delicious. I also seem to be living the life of a local person, enjoying the "pure heart and few desires" life here. Although it is calm and indifferent, I am free and free.

I set up the Longmen Array with the villagers. They said that there was a huge cave at the foot of the village. Many explorers had visited it, which also aroused my interest. Sure enough, this Tujia stockade hides beautiful scenery and wonders...

From Xiaozhai down the winding mountain trail to the bottom of the canyon, the road is accompanied by the sound of the mighty rapids. This road is narrow and dangerous, but it was the only way to contact and communicate with the outside world when Rhino Village was not connected to the highway. way out. After some difficulty, I arrived at the bottom of the river valley and found it strange. I couldn't see its source. There were only thin waterfalls on the cliffs, but there was a big river flowing rapidly. It turned out that it flowed out from the underground river in the cave and bred the surrounding forests and vegetation. This is the Yancang River among the local population, deep and silent.

The river water has a refreshing blue color, and this moment seems to cure everything; I suddenly discovered that it is a wild rafting resort, with flat river, rapid water, unique scenery, cool and pleasant. This is also a paradise for hikers. The 15-kilometer river valley is covered with clear river water and mountains on one side, and lush vegetation like a tropical rainforest on the other side, making people have to fall in love with this place. As for the karst cave, there is no experience of exploration, so I will see its true appearance after it is developed in the future.

Although I have been to countless ancient towns, Ciqikou is a place I must check in. It not only has the simplicity of the ancient town, but also has the modern beauty. It is a good place to take photos, eat delicious food and watch.

Although there are many delicious food, exquisite shops, and slow life in the town at Ciqikou, you are only an infinite number of passers-by. You may have tasted hot and sour noodles, eaten Chen Ma Hua, and you have visited those Internet celebrity stores have sent yourself postcards, but you may not have been to carefully read this town and that old street...

Drinking tea, chatting, and teasing dogs is also life at Ciqikou; but it doesn't seem to belong to tourists, leaving only the last piece of tranquility here.

I walked through the streets, only to see those selling hot pot bases busy frying ingredients, and those making handmade hot and sour noodles selling them while hawking. Every merchant was very busy; I walked aimlessly, as if I had walked out of the mouth of a porcelain ware. Arrived in a quiet place.

There are no crowded tourists or lively streets. Even the merchants here are as quiet as if time has stopped... Perhaps few people will find that there is still a place where people will not be disturbed at the mouth of the magnet. Yes, the mouth of the magnet where you go is crowded, but the mouth of the magnet where I go is full of time.

The rain stopped, and the two days and nights of rampage were about to end; Chongqing has become the city I love deeply. I love the taste and appearance of hot pot in Yuli, the enjoyment of ice and fire. I still remember the mountains, rivers and customs of Wulong. See you again in this city I love...