It is located in southwest China, in the middle of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.
Kunming is a national historical and cultural city. As early as 30,000 years ago, humans lived and multiplied around Dianchi Lake.
In 278 BC, the Dian Kingdom was established and its capital was established here. In 765 BC, the Nanzhao Kingdom built the East City, which was the beginning of Kunming's city construction.
In the late Ming Dynasty, the Yongli regime of the Southern Ming Dynasty established its capital in Kunming.
Kunming has a northern subtropical low-latitude plateau mountain monsoon climate. It has a mountainous landform, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and has beautiful scenery along the lake. Because it is located on the low-latitude plateau, it has a "spring-like climate all year round" and enjoys the reputation of "Spring City".
"It connects to the coastal areas of Guizhou, Guizhou and Tong to the east, to the Central Plains via Sichuan and Chongqing to the north, to Vietnam and Laos to the south to Thailand and Cambodia, and to the west of Myanmar and India and Pakistan."
On the train, Chujiu and Wan Li kept talking about information about Kunming.
"Chujiu, didn't you say you've never been to Yunnan?"
Chujiu said with a smile that he had read it in magazines and remembered the information about the places he would go to in the future.
"On paper, I'd better listen to Brother Wanli."
Wan Li, who was originally having a lively conversation with Chujiu, suddenly choked on his words.
Wan Li scratched his head in embarrassment and said that actually he had never been to Kunming. He only heard from his comrades in Yunnan. Anyway, Kunming is like spring all year round. People there don’t even know what a cotton-padded jacket is, and everything is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
City.
"Is this what you mean by spring all year round?"
After leaving the train station, I was faced with a gust of cold wind. I shivered uncontrollably, a chill rose from the soles of my feet, and my teeth began to chatter involuntarily.
In the square at the exit of the train station, almost all the vendors were wrapped in thick cotton jackets, with their hands folded in their sleeves. White steam came out of their mouths as they shouted about the products in front of them.
Wan Li crossed his arms, stomped his feet lightly, shifted his gaze to the other side, and said casually:
"That's right, it's like spring all year round, like spring in the capital, Ah Zhi!"
Only the refugee's physical appearance was more normal, he just zipped up his sportswear that was open all the way.
"Master Wanli, I believe you! These vendors are definitely not from Yunnan. Look at them all wearing cotton-padded jackets."
Seeing Wan Li sneezing several times next to him, Chujiu patted Wan Li on the shoulder with a wicked smile and said.
"Authentic handmade flower cakes, made by my mother-in-law who picked flowers on the same day, guaranteed to have three flowers per cake, three for one yuan!"
A middle-aged man wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket walked up to us and sold us flower cakes with a bamboo basket covered with canvas on his arm.
"Hahahaha, boss, are you sure you are a local barbarian?"
The middle-aged man tightened the collar of his cotton-padded jacket and kept promising that it was authentic and that if it was not local, there would be no charge.
On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, I bought three flower cakes and handed one to each of me and Wan Li. The owner of the flower cakes never understood why the young man in front of me kept smiling weirdly.
"The people who came to pick us up have arrived."
Wanli glanced at the green jeep parked on the roadside and walked quickly in front of us.
A young man in military uniform stood by the car door, saluted Wan Li, and opened the car door.
"Recently, there have been road construction everywhere, which has delayed a lot of time on the road and kept you waiting for a long time."
The young soldier was temporarily transferred as Mr. Xu's correspondent, and he was transferred with seven comrades.
The heater was turned on in the car, and the three of us finally calmed down a bit. On Chujiu, we complained that the magazine was a lie, and it was bullshit that it was like spring all year round.
When the young soldier heard Chujiu's complaint, he laughed and said that the temperature has indeed been low recently. In the plateau climate, the temperature difference between morning and evening is relatively large, and it gets warmer at noon.
The car drove all the way to a large lake, drove along the lakeside and stopped at the gate of the yard of an inconspicuous-looking farmhouse.
After the courtyard door was opened, the courtyard was just like what we saw in Anhui at that time, with two soldiers holding rifles standing on both sides of the house.
The young soldier took us to the door of the main house, stopped and saluted us, and asked us to go in by ourselves.
"Uncle-Master, I haven't seen him for a few months. He looks good and his face is very rosy."
On the ninth day of Chujiu, he saw Mr. Xu sitting at his desk, holding a book in one hand and warming himself in the brazier next to him. He walked over with a playful smile and squatted next to the brazier.
"Chief!"
Wan Li was about to speak when he was interrupted by Mr. Xu, who asked him to go to the next room to rest for a while and get to know a few sentry guards.
"You two little kids, do you still have a lonely old man like me in your heart? It's been so long and you didn't even know how to call me. Even if you call me, it's thousands of miles away. I've even prepared some lucky money for you during the Chinese New Year."
Mr. Xu put down the book in his hand, pretended to be angry, and took out two red envelopes from his pocket. He smiled and said that although it was a little late, it was better than the two of us who were heartless.
"What is it? Uncle Master, it was Guo Guo who was poisoned by someone. We were busy until school started and we didn't leave the village. Is there a telephone where we can make a call?"
Chujiu took the red envelope from Mr. Xu's hand and exclaimed in surprise that his uncle was so generous. The red envelope was very thick to the touch.
Mentioning the matter of me being poisoned, Mr. Xu said with a solemn expression that he had already heard my grandfather and uncle talk about this matter. He casually showed concern and asked me if I felt uncomfortable in any way.
"Mr. Xu, my grandfather and uncle?"
I said it was nothing serious, and immediately asked Mr. Xu about the condition of my grandfather and uncle. Mr. Xu was stunned for a moment, and then his tone became angry again.
"You two kids, plus the two old ones, don't take me to heart. You haven't called me since I left. Your master, Lao Li, did the same back then. Hey, master and disciple
Three generations have one virtue!”
It could be seen that Mr. Xu really regarded us as his juniors. After complaining for a long time, he said that those two guys would be fine together, and there really weren't many things that could be difficult for them.
Mr. Xu chatted with us for a long time, and he felt much better. He said that it was rare that he didn't have to worry about all these nonsense. The loess was almost submerged to the top of his head, and the old man had to work so hard.
Chujiu coaxed Mr. Xu with sweet words, and until we repeatedly promised that we would call him often in the future, Mr. Xu patted Chujiu on the head and asked him to go to the next room and call Wan Lilai.
Wan Li reported to Mr. Xu the entire process of our previous actions and the results of the final analysis on Chujiu.
After listening to Wan Li's report, Mr. Xu nodded and said that fortunately, there was one less thing to worry about. The absence of potential risks was the best explanation for society.
"On the ninth day of the lunar month, it turns out that you have such a good appetite? I'll have someone prepare Yunnan's Cross-Bridge Rice Noodles for you to eat today, okay?"
Mr. Xu unexpectedly noticed that Wan Li mentioned something insignificant in his report, and looked at me and Chujiu with even more doting eyes.
"Mr. Xu, there's no need to go to any trouble. We can just follow what you eat."
I was really embarrassed to be stared at by Mr. Xu. It was obviously the ninth day of the Lunar New Year when I ate ten plates of mutton by myself. It made me look like a foodie.
Mr. Xu smiled and shook his head. At such an old age, he could only smell these heavy-flavored delicacies.
Lunch was indeed cross-bridge rice noodles. The guard brought a chicken soup casserole with a strong aroma to the center of the table. Chujiu couldn't wait to pick up the side dishes and throw them into the casserole.
Mr. Xu patted Chujiu's head with a smile on his face and said with a smile that he was just like a pig that couldn't get enough to eat. He kept reminding Chujiu to be careful of getting burned by the chicken soup.
It wasn't until the police officer brought another small bowl of plain rice noodles in front of Mr. Xu that Wan Li picked up his chopsticks and started picking up vegetables.
"Mr. Xu, you only eat this little, can you feel full?"
The person who answered me was Wan Li. Wan Li told me that Mr. Xu had been working hard for a long time and his health was not very good. The department had a recipe specially designed for him. Mr. Xu actually shouldn’t have eaten this bowl of rice noodles. Mr. Xu made an exception in order to accompany us.
Already.
"What kind of bullshit are you making an exception for? I eat those soupy and watery things every day. If I didn't find those doctors too verbose, I would have quit working long ago."
I smiled helplessly, maybe at this moment I was the real Mr. Xu, not the leader who in other people's eyes would make his legs tremble just by looking at him.
I casually mentioned our mission to Yunnan this time. Mr. Xu ate the rice noodles in the bowl in small bites. He said he was not in a hurry and would ask the police officer to take us around the area after he woke up from his nap.
Say it again.
Dianchi Lake, also known as Kunming Lake, Kunming Pool, Diannan Ze, and Dianhai Sea.
The lake is 1,886 meters above sea level and covers an area of 330 square kilometers. It is the largest freshwater lake in Yunnan Province and is known as the Pearl of the Plateau.
The average water depth is 5 meters, with a maximum depth of 11 meters. The lake water is released at the southwest estuary, called Mantis River, and is the upper source of the Pudu River, a tributary of the Jinsha River, the upper reaches of the Yangtze River.
Dianchi Lake is surrounded by Yunnan Ethnic Village, Yunnan Ethnology Museum, Xishan Huating Temple, Taihua Temple, Sanqing Pavilion, Longmen, Qiongzhu Temple, Daguan Tower, Jinning Panlong Temple, Zhenghe Park and other scenic spots.
The police officer took us to the lake not far away, and like a tour guide, he seriously told us about the big lake in front of us.
"Hey, is that the red-billed gull in the book?"
Chujiu excitedly pointed at a group of white gulls standing on the guardrail by the lake and asked the police officer on the side.
The red-billed gull and Dianchi Lake seem to have an understanding of the agreement.
That is, every winter, red-billed gulls fly to Kunming from Ubusu Lake, Kyrgyz Lake Basin, southern Lake Baikal and Bosten Lake Basin, which are thousands of kilometers away from Kunming, to spend the winter in Kunming.
The majestic lake and the open world are the best places for red-billed gulls to release their instincts and return to nature. Therefore, Dianchi Lake has become the most "water" place for red-billed gulls.
Under the sunlight, the water of Dianchi Lake sparkles, as if pearls adorn the water. Together with the red beaks and feet of the red-billed gull, and the light and elegant white feathers, it forms a beautiful ink painting.
On the ninth day of the lunar month, I picked up a stone and threw it into the lake. The splash caused the red-billed gulls resting nearby to be frightened and flew away. Thousands of gray tail fins were frightened by the water mist. It was so spectacular that it was a special sight.
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Wan Li stared at Chu Jiu who was laughing heartlessly, and said that in the more than three years since he entered the department, this was the second time he saw Mr. Xu happily taking a nap. The first time was three years ago.