Chengdu, a city that has been away for a year. Perhaps because of some unrequited love, I once again came to this city with a different "slow life." Each city has its own unique flavor. The impression that Chengdu gave me was a city with a spicy smell in the air. At the same time, the city has a casual taste and a feeling of comfort and sweetness. In this city, I always forget the time to forget the busyness, sip a cup of tea in the aria of Sichuan Opera, lie down on the bamboo chair for an entire afternoon, from the afternoon to the beginning of the Hua Deng, so I am so dull, let alone Time has passed a lot... parallel narrow alleys and wide alleys make Chengdu a place with traditional taste and literary style. Here, teahouses and cafes abound, in addition, I can see all kinds of traditional performances in Sichuan, can see the craftsmen who are on the streets, can see all kinds of snacks, see various handicrafts... Sitting in Chengdu under the bamboo pontoon Here, a cup of tea, talking about the earth, is the most beautiful life, that is, my # yearning for life