After finishing the second bowl, Chen Xing put the remaining fish balls on a bamboo stick and walked forward while eating.

He didn't use navigation. He saw a big and bright Ferris wheel in front of him and walked towards it. Even if this place wasn't the most prosperous place on Hong Kong Island at night, it was not much different. It was definitely lively.

It looked very close, but if you walked there it was still far away. Chen Xing walked for half an hour.

You can hear the noisy sound over there from a long distance away.

After passing the last building that blocked his view, Chen Xing finally saw the full view of this huge Ferris wheel.

It is at least 60 meters high, with pink lights emitting from the center and the outer outline, and the queue is ridiculously long. Foreigners can be seen everywhere, black people, white people, and even foreign street singers singing Chinese songs.

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Such a prosperous Hong Kong Island cannot stop the square dance army. Some elderly people dance here.

Chen Xing passed the foreigners singing and passed in front of the square dance team. When he was about to take a picture of the happy scene in the square, someone started to set off fireworks, and the loud noise suddenly drowned out all the sounds.

The explosion of fireworks caused the surrounding area to appear bright for less than a second, comparable to daytime.

Chen Xing naturally looked towards the place where the fireworks appeared.

But I saw a scene like a sci-fi game CG.

Huge skyscrapers, stacked on top of each other, with neon colors of different colors on the other side of the sea. They make the entire land light up in the dark night, like the Milky Way hanging upside down, which is both beautiful and shocking.

There are two famous travel friends in China, one named Marco Polo and the other named Xu Xiake. They saw the ancient prosperity that Chen Xing envied.

The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night, and they blow down, and the stars are like rain. Withered BMWs and cars fill the road with fragrance. The sound of phoenix flute moves, the light of jade pot turns, and fish and dragons dance all night.

When I see poems like this, sometimes I wish I had been born hundreds of years earlier.

But these famous travelers probably could not have imagined that there would be so many beautiful and novel scenery in the world a thousand years later.

Chen Xing quickly walked to the railing on the beach, enjoying the sea breeze and watching the night view.

The only thing that can be called a scenery in a modern city is probably this night view. Ten or twenty years ago, when everyone wanted to travel to another city, many people would choose Hong Kong Island or Yanjing, but now more and more people

Many people choose to go to mountain cities.

Chen Xing read a piece of data. In the past two years, the number of tourists in the mountain city was already the first in the country.

What does a mountain city rely on to attract tourists?

Chen Xing thinks there are two points. The first is the 3D city, which is quite magical. I have not lived there for ten or eight years, and sometimes I don’t even know the roads. The second is the night view. The night view of Hongyadong is famous throughout the country.

I didn’t think much of it before, but now after seeing the night view of Hong Kong Island, I really want to go to Hongya Cave.

How would the ancients evaluate such prosperity in modern times?

Chen Xing thought for a while and said:

"The east wind does not cooperate with Zhou Lang, and the bronze camel has fallen into the smoke of sorrow.

Outside the Milky Way's upside-down harbor, the skyscrapers are surrounded by stars.

Thousands of sails compete in the prosperous land, and all nations worship the golden bull.

I wonder who is there in the light of the drizzle."

A girl on his left immediately answered: "That sounds great!"

Chen Xing looked over.

There should be a father and daughter on his left. The girl is 14 or 15 years old. She is wearing a short-sleeved blue school uniform with a ponytail. Her thick spectacles indicate that she has read a lot. The middle-aged man next to him has his hair slicked back.

Elegant temperament.

Chen Xing and the middle-aged man were both stunned for a moment.

Chen Xing smiled and said: "You can hear me even if I read it so quietly? It's embarrassing."

She was slightly shy and said: "You are really talented..."

The middle-aged man first smiled at Chen Xing and said, "My daughter has a rather out-of-touch personality. Please forgive me for any offense."

"You're welcome." Chen Xing said.

"Dad, listen!" The girl has a good memory and repeated Chen Xingnian's poem completely.

She really thinks it's good, so what bad intentions do children have?

But Chen Xing himself is a little embarrassed.

He is not a professional Chinese learner, but his writing talent makes him more sensitive to word combinations, and many of the sentences in this poem were borrowed from other poems.

"It's indeed good." The man nodded and looked at Chen Xing with some surprise.

He seems to be a student at this age, and his literary literacy is quite high. He asked: "The copper camel has fallen into the smoke of sorrow. This is a good sentence. What do you think?"

"The bronze camel is a symbol of the royal family. What I think is that our glory in the past has fallen behind with modern times, and many cultures have declined."

"I wonder who is there in the light of the lamp in the drizzle?"

Chen Xing smiled and said:

"This sentence is completely copied. I borrowed a sentence from Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream". The original sentence is "I don't know who the flowers are falling with in the drizzle. In a prosperous place like Hong Kong Island, some people may feel lonely."

And helpless, I don’t know whose fate is similar to that of Deng Huoshan. It’s easy to understand, we are right there.”

The prosperity of Hong Kong Island is completely displayed on this promenade.

"It's already very good if you can use it flexibly. Nowadays, many people can't read it completely, let alone understand it. Which school do you study in?"

"I'm studying in France."

"I thought you were studying Chinese and studying in Europe, so you just had a vacation, right?"

"Yeah."

He gave Chen Xing a business card:

"You write good poems. If you have better ones or any articles, you are welcome to submit them to our publishing house. If you want to find a job in the future, you can contact me. Do you know Sanlian Bookstore?"

There are not many current students who understand traditional literature, and this is a turtle studying abroad, so it is definitely no problem to get to know him.

Maybe we can actually recruit them in the future?

Zhu Kai thought, it would be right to form a good relationship anyway.

"Know."

Judging from the confident look of this uncle, it seems that this publishing house is quite famous.

Chen Xing has indeed read a lot of books and likes reading, but who would look specifically at the publishing house when reading?

Never heard of it at all.

Zhu Kai took advantage of the situation and chatted a lot about Hong Kong Island with Chen Xing, but the time was getting later and later, and he also took his daughter back. When the little girl left, she looked back at Chen Xing from time to time, and finally waved and was taken away by her father.

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Girls always have spring in their hearts.

Chen Xing shook his head and admired the beautiful scenery alone.

Chen Xing felt proud when he thought that a poem he just thought of was actually taken seriously by someone from the publishing house.

As night falls, the Ferris wheel stops.

Chen Xing took a taxi back.

Although he only came to Hong Kong Island for a few hours, Chen Xing felt that these few hours were very fulfilling. He enjoyed delicious food, met new friends, took beautiful photos, and saw good scenery. If only he could do this every day

That's good.

After returning to the hotel, Chen Xing immediately found a photo of the beach and put it in Moments.

"This is my first time coming to Hong Kong Island. The sea view here is really charming"

The last time I saw the ocean was in Nice, France, but that ocean didn't impress Chen Xing in any way. Today's night view was pretty good, but the ocean seen from this side of Hong Kong Island can only be described as a bay.

Let’s take a look at the Bund when we go to Shanghai in the future.

Chen Xing always saw other people's travel notes saying how beautiful the Bund was, but every time he passed by Shanghai, it was always a transfer, and he didn't stop to appreciate the scenery of the ten-mile foreign market.

The next day Chen Xing still slept until ten o'clock before getting up.

Without the trouble of the typhoon, there is plenty of sunshine in Hong Kong today, making the whole room light up even through the curtains.

There should be no chance of using this breakfast coupon.

After stretching, I found a morning tea shop downstairs after washing up.

Both Hong Kong Island and Guangdong have the tradition of having morning tea. It is said to be tea, but in fact it is some pasta, pastries, and tea is also available, but it is estimated that few people come here specifically for tea. After all, there must be many pure teahouses.

Morning tea is usually eaten together with breakfast and lunch, so Chen Xing came at the right time.

The store was full of people.

There are two kinds of rhythms on Hong Kong Island. One is those who have achieved economic freedom and retired early, or local landlords. Their rhythm is very slow. One or two hours of morning tea is nothing.

Another kind of rhythm is the rhythm of beating workers.

The place where he lives is considered to be the most prosperous and modern area in Hong Kong Island, with many migrant workers. He sits at the table by the window to eat, and he can often see white-collar workers wearing shirts rushing past the window.
To be continued...