🐎 Don’t chase a horse, use the time of chasing horses to plant grass, and when spring blossoms, there will be a number of fine horses for you to choose from. Don’t try to curry favor with someone, take time to improve yourself, and when the time is right, there will be a large number…
📍 In Fenghuang, I drifted down the Tuojiang River on a small, flat-bottomed boat. The ornately carved stern, a vibrant contrast to the weathered wood, hinted at the town’s rich cultural heritage. As we glided past stilt houses adorned with red lanterns, the gentle lapping of water serenaded us, creating a scene straight out of…
Kỷ niệm 2 năm đi Phượng Hoàng Cổ Trấn hôm nay ăn bò ướt Tứ Xuyên made in Hunan :D. 我真的不知道这个手撕肉干是从四川还是湖南来的。
🤷♂️💭 Your life is like chicken feathers scattering all over the ground, you still have time to bother about others’ businesses. // 自己的生活一地鸡毛, 还整天议论操心别人。 Zìjǐ de shēnghuó yī dì jīmáo, hái zhěng tiān yìlùn cāoxīn biérén. // Tự kỷ đích sinh hoạt nhất địa kê mao, hoàn chỉnh thiên nghị luận thao tâm biệt nhân….
According to Pedometer app, I walked the most steps in my Sichuan trip: 1. July 5: 31,497 steps ~ 15.12 km* (in Chengdu) 2. July 6: 29,337 steps ~ 14.08 km (in Chengdu) 3. July 3: 28,849 steps ~ 13.85 km (in Mt. Siguniang) 4. June 24: 23,878 steps ~ 11.46 km (in Dujiangyan and…
☔💔🏜️ I once wanted to hold an umbrella to prevent getting wet. Unfortunately, later I realized that a drizzle was always in my heart. Although the clothes are dry, the soul is also dried out, and there is nothing to do about it. // 我曾经想撑一把雨伞，以防止雨淋湿。 不幸的是，后来我意识到，小雨一直在我心中。 尽管衣服是干的，灵魂仍然是干的，没有办法干。 Wǒ céngjīng xiǎng chēng yī bǎ yǔsǎn, yǐ…
Mình không tính mua trà trước ngày cuối cùng hoặc ngày nào đó được đi siêu thị, nhưng nhờ bạn đồng hành ghé vô mà mình quyết định mua luôn ở Phượng Hoàng Cổ Trấn, gần Hồng Kiều. Một phần nữa nhờ cách thức quảng cáo trà độc quá đi, cưa như cưa khúc gỗ…
[Tiếng Việt ở phần dưới] This was the last day of my trip. I visited three sites of Wuhan called Yellow Crane Tower (which was made famous by poetry), Hubei Provincial Museum, and East Lake. Two hours at Yellow Crane Tower seemed like a waste of time. I’d prefer more time at Wulingyuan or Fenghuang…
What I feared the most was the weather as forecast. It rained in the morning again today, and my exploration of Fenghuang Old Town was disrupted somehow. Because I wore the Thai flip flop, I walked slowly and slipped when I got off a boat. I borrowed an umbrella because my jacket wasn’t completely waterproof….
