I miss the courage to travel alone in the past few years, and the courage to say that I am leaving is no longer there. A few years ago, I was attracted by the photos of the phoenix in the snow, and I was tempted by the delicious Hunan food, so I went to Hunan alone. I really like the feeling of revisiting the old days. Those unforgettable experiences that gradually become blurred with time show another scene. Good and bad, looking back and seeing it is not difficult to overcome. The phoenix in the morning is quiet and noisy. I am used to getting up early to see the ancient town in the early morning. The sun shines on the river surface, sparkling, women washing clothes on the riverside, hardworking and simple, without the crowd during the day, everything They are all so comfortable. Rafting on the Lijiang River, a breeze blew, and the tourists in the boat also left behind the boring line of queuing. I have seen the phoenix in the cold winter, and I have seen the phoenix in the midsummer. I have seen phoenixes without tourists, and I have seen crowds of phoenixes. The morning sun sprinkled on the river and sprinkled on the house, indicating that a hot day will begin again.