The next day, the two woke up early. Because they went to bed early, they were both full of energy.
After having breakfast in the inn, I asked the owner about some famous attractions in Erhai Lake and planned to have a good time here in the following time.
After breakfast, Yan Cuo changed into a yellow halter dress, which showed her beautiful collarbone and back.
Her hair was loose and fell below her shoulders. Because she had just washed, her hair still had a fresh fragrance. She had a hairpin pinned to her ear, revealing her small earlobe.
Yu Muyang didn't want others to see her in such a beautiful state, so he persuaded her and asked her to wear a white sun-protective jacket before letting her go.
Today, the two of them plan to rent a boat, travel around Erhai Lake, and take some photos to take back.
The two of them took a car to their destination. There were many people there, so they rented a cruise ship and toured around Erhai Lake. The lake water was so clear that you could see the bottom. The water was a little cold. Yan Cuofo held some on his hands, which showed a slight coolness. The sky was blue and clear, like a beautiful painting.
Every frame of the picture here is picturesque. No wonder so many people say they must visit Erhai Lake. When you see it in real life, it is much more shocking than what you see on TV or in magazines.
Some people say that Erhai Lake is the place closest to heaven. Yancuo finally believed it at this moment. The beauty of this place seems to be favored by God. It is full of beauty.
Yan Cuo looked at Yu Muyang beside him and suddenly asked, "Do you know the legend about Erhai Lake?"
Yu Muyang was curious: "I don't know, tell me."
Yan Cuo looked around and said softly, “The emperor’s daughter had just gotten married when her husband went to war. He had not returned for more than ten years. When he heard from those who had returned that he was dead, the princess began to cry day and night, and eventually her tears turned into a river, and Erhai Lake appeared. At this time, the princess had also reached the end of her life. Coincidentally, her husband just happened to return, but their time of reunion was also the time of their eternal farewell. The princess’ husband was heartbroken and swore a loud vow to the heaven that he would turn into a mountain to guard the sea, and the two would live together for generations to come. From this, Erhai Lake and Cangshan Mountain were formed, and Cangshan Mountain and Erhai Lake have been together ever since. Whenever fishermen see two clouds entwining back and forth above Cangshan Mountain, they must quickly collect their nets and go home, because this is the time when the princess and her husband will be together. They will cry for joy because of their brief reunion, and at this time, Erhai Lake will set off a violent tide, with wind and clouds surging, which is very scary. Whenever this happens, people around Erhai Lake will stay indoors until it is over.” (The above is from Baidu Encyclopedia)
After they finished speaking, they were both silent for a while, and Yu Muyang couldn't help but say: "What a sad and beautiful love story."
"Yes, I didn't expect such a beautiful place to have such a sad legend."
"But since it's a legend, no one can be sure whether it's true or not. Maybe it's just a commemoration passed down by word of mouth." Yu Muyang comforted him. He could see that Yan Cuo's mood had become a little low.
Yancuo also didn't like herself being so sentimental, so she let him hold her hand. They took many landscape photos and prepared to show them to them when they returned.
This is the first time I’ve been so close to the sea. The sea breeze blowing on my cheeks is cool and refreshing.
The two of them circled Erhai Lake several times before reluctantly leaving. Looking at the endless stream of people on the pier, Yan Cuo thought that the beauty of this place attracted too many people to stop and stay.
Even if it is just a memory, it will be the most unforgettable.
At noon, we had the local special snacks and rice noodles. The rice noodles here are different from those in Ancheng, but they taste very good. With two spoons of chili, it is delicious.
After lunch, the two got up and went to Dali Ancient Town. Dali Ancient Town is the core tourist area of Dali. There are 14 key cultural relics protection units at or above the municipal level distributed in the ancient town, carrying Dali's historical culture, religious culture, and ethnic culture. There are some old houses in the streets and alleys, and the old style can still be found. The two searched for the old memories of this ancient city in the streets and alleys.
The houses in the city are all earthen and wood structures with tiled roofs, and the streets are mostly paved with bluestone slabs. Clear springs drawn from Cangshan Mountain flow through most streets, bringing a gentle coolness to your body as you walk along them.
The ancient city, encompassing a circumference of twelve li, boasts four gatehouses and four corner towers. The city walls are flanked by four gates: the Erhai Gate (also known as Tonghai Gate) in the east, the Shuanghe Gate (also known as Cheng'en Gate) in the south, the Cangshan Gate (also known as Cangshan Gate) in the west, and the Santa Gate (also known as Anyuan Gate) in the north. A moat surrounds the city walls. Renovated several times during the Qing Dynasty, the city retains its classic chessboard-like structure, with symmetrical north and south gates. The crisscrossing streets within the city have earned it the nickname "Nine Streets and Eighteen Alleys."
The city's layout is a chessboard, with symmetrical north and south gates and staggered east and west gates. Three streets run north and south, and six run east and west, forming the main road pattern of Dali City. The city's center is westward, with the north-south axis off-center, resulting in a west-heavy, east-light urban layout. The staggered east and west gates embody the Bai architectural principle of "not centering the east, west, south, and north."
The city boasts a unified architectural style, appropriate scale, and a quaint appearance. Streams flow through the streets, and every household cultivates its own garden. Old houses lining the alleys are lushly landscaped with flowers and trees, creating a scene where "three houses share a well, and each house has several pots of flowers." Numerous buildings from the Ming and Qing dynasties and the Republican era still remain within the city, dotted with ancient structures such as the Chiang Kai-shek Memorial Hall, the remains of Marshal Du Wenxiu's residence, and the Catholic Church.
(Some information has been translated here. If there are any errors, please feel free to point them out.)
Coming here, it seems like I have instantly returned to many years ago, feeling the strong historical atmosphere here, and having a feeling of traveling back to the past.
Yancuo now understood why so many people admired the old culture, because it had a long history and was timeless.
It will never fade and will never disappear in the tide of the times.
Whether it is ancient culture or ancient architecture, they are precious treasures that should be cherished and remembered by everyone.
The two of them walked around the ancient city for an entire afternoon. Yan Cuo was curious about everything she saw and couldn't help but go up to take a closer look. Along the way, she kept asking Yu Muyang to take pictures of her. She smiled beautifully in front of the camera. In this ancient building, she was like a beauty walking out of a painting, her every frown and smile captivating.
In the evening, the setting sun dyed the entire sky, and the entire sky was covered with a golden coat, which was evenly spread on the earth. Yu Muyang looked at Yan Cuo who was playing like a child in the distance, and saw the setting sun covering her, adding a sense of mystery. He picked up his mobile phone, and when the camera froze, she smiled like a flower and turned to look at him.
"You're taking a sneak shot of me."
Yu Muyang admitted it openly, "I took the photo openly, not secretly."
Yancuo ran over and said, "Then I want to see it."
Yu Muyang held up his phone so that she wouldn't see it. Yan Cuo jumped up and down to reach it, but couldn't reach it.
As if she was unwilling, she looked at him angrily. Yu Muyang gave up struggling in an instant and handed the phone to her obediently.
Yancuo took a look and ran away again, calling out to the back: "Come here quickly, why are you so slow?"
Yu Muyang laughed and followed.
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