When I woke up in the morning, I didn’t know when all the cars parked next to me last night had changed. They probably all got off the highway after 12 o’clock in the evening. This morning, some of the cars next to me were making breakfast. . .
After washing up, we continued to set off. We took the next exit out of the expressway and headed into the city for dinner. I no longer wanted to eat the food in the service area.
The total mileage last night was 1,100 kilometers, and the day before yesterday was 520 kilometers. Five or six hundred kilometers a day, which is quite easy. I probably ran even slower today because I didn’t want to run on the expressway, so I got off the expressway and went for a ride on the national road in the mountains along the river.
National Highway 320, not far from Luojiu Town, is a section along the river. The road is close to the Wuyang River. It is a bit beautiful. I feel that this scene looks a bit intimate and seems very familiar. Sometimes I have this feeling. I can’t say how beautiful or shocking a scene is, but it feels very friendly. Passing by a large platform, next to a villager's house, I felt that the view of Wuyang River from there was good. I passed it at a faster speed, and after driving for a while, I felt that I still wanted to turn around and go back for a look, so I turned back again. From the view of the platform, the sense of intimacy came again, and the river was very calm. There is a reflection in the village opposite, and the reflection is slightly swaying on the river. The picture is divided into three floors. The sky is white. In the middle is the village opposite, with scattered houses. On the bottom layer of the picture, the river surface is blue-gray, with a bit of ink painting mood. It seems that I have seen such a scene before, and it feels quite familiar.
I leaned against the fence and took a few photos of the opposite side. I was about to get in the car and leave when a large butterfly appeared in the lens. It was alone and flew out of nowhere. I immediately took a photo. Later, I found that the angle of the photo was not very clear. It looked like a shadow in the photo. The sudden appearance of a butterfly always makes people think.
Sometimes it feels like communication can appear in another form, and you need to slowly experience and feel it. Many things have not been lost, maybe they have just changed to another form and way to keep in touch with you.
As we continued walking along the river, Teresa Teng’s songs played in the car.
Today I traveled about 500 kilometers on highways and national highways. I arrived in Yiyang at 6 pm, 50 kilometers away from Changsha. Considering the difficulty of parking in Changsha during the National Day, I stayed in a hotel in Yiyang to rest. The temperature in Hunan is different from that in Dali. It is 30 degrees during the day, which is relatively hot.
Xiaopang sent a message. Today, the retired commune is celebrating the National Day. They went to Beimen Market to buy vegetables and make a dinner. I sent photos of the scene. I asked if they were all retired bachelors. The answer was all. I sent a message. There is no need to turn on the lights for dinner. When everyone gets together, it shines brightly.
I finished the website font today. The previous Chinese fonts were awkward to display, and the Chinese regular font could not be displayed. You need to have a copyright to install it. I found a free regular font on github and used it. It feels much more comfortable. The small font greatly affects the reading experience.