Sanmao lived in the small town of Laayoune for a while.

The small town of Laayoune is where the love story of Sanmao and Jose begins.

Sanmao's time in the small town of Laayoune sparked her latent talent for writing, and she continued to produce "The Story of the Sahara", a classic work full of romance and exoticism.

It can be said that the period when Sanmao lived in the small town of Laayoune was a peak period in her life and creation.

People who like the love story of Sanmao and Jose, and Sanmao's poetry, must be no stranger to the small town of Laayoune -

Chen Rui came to the small town of Laayoune and found an inn called Pollie nearby.

The inn is a bit old, with a dim façade and a slightly old plaque, next to a fake Kentucky chicken.

Chen Rui walked up the stairs.

The interior of the inn is neat and tidy, and it is relatively clean.

At the front desk is a beautiful Moroccan girl wrapped in a pure white headscarf with a pair of clear eyes.

Chen Rui talked to the Moroccan girl.

I learned that the beautiful girl's name was Emma.

Emma is patient and gentle and speaks good English.

Chen Rui settled down at the Pollie Inn.

Chen Rui entered the pregnant Haizhu space and took a bath, and slept on the comfortable bed.

In the morning, Chen Rui got up early in the morning.

I only felt refreshed all over my body, and the tiredness of the past few days was swept away.

Chen Rui put on his clothes and went out. He plans to follow in Sanmao's footsteps and take a good look at the small town of Laayoune.

Walking on the streets of Laayoune Town, Chen Rui felt that he was not in the Sahara Desert, but in a prosperous town.

At that time, Sanmao's brush was so dilapidated that there was only a bare street. Now it's completely changed.

Chen Rui found a small roadside restaurant and sat down.

Soon a steaming plate of grilled chicken rice was served.

After eating.

Chen Rui began to shop in a planned way.

There are two places where you can't misalign the side.

The local Spanish church is the place where Sanmao and Jose got married.

Laayoune Bay by the sea.

In "The Story of the Sahara" there is a chapter called "Desert Bathing", "The blue water flows calmly into a semicircular bay, and countless white tents are set up on the beach in the bay, and men, women, and children are walking around, looking very comfortable and peaceful. ’

It depicts the bay of Laayoune, the beach where Sanmao peeked at the bathing of Saharawi women.

Morning. Chen Rui went to the Spanish church in the small town of Laayoune and then to the former residence of Sanmao. At 44 Catalonia Street, the houses and people in the town are the same as in Sanmaoshu, and their homes have not even changed the location of the electricity meter and house number, but the paint on the doors and windows has faded. The once "most beautiful home in the Sahara" has been emptied, and the rooftop is still there.

In the afternoon, Chen Rui went to the National Hotel, where Sanmao and Jose used to sell fish and attend a dinner party of high society.

Chen Rui left the National Hotel and set off for Laayoune Beach.

Laayoune Beach is a very beautiful beach with a lot of tourists.

Chen Rui came to Laayoune Beach.

A huge stretch of sand floated over like a dream. The arc of the rolling sand dunes is a nightmare.

Approaching this Laayoune beach is like walking into a long memory, looking for the white tents of the Saharawi scattered in the memory.

"Sir." At this time, a girl smiled at Chen Rui. Stopped Chen Rui.

The girl's eyes are bright, her smile is particularly kind and cute, and two small dimples appear at the corners of her mouth.

Wearing a sleeveless floral dress, barefoot, stepping on the clean sand.

"Hello, how can I help you?" Chen Rui smiled. Said.

"You can take a picture for me." The girl said to Chen Rui.

"Yes." Chen Rui nodded.

The girl handed the camera in her hand to Chen Rui.

Chen Rui took the camera and pointed the camera at the girl on the beach.

In the footage. The bright sunshine, clean sandy beach, clear water, and fresh small flowers and beautiful girls are like picturesque scenery, pleasing to the eye, and the moment the skirt is flying, it instantly attracted Chen Rui's attention.

Chen Rui pressed the shutter and took this beautiful photo.

"Thank you." The girl took the camera and thanked Chen Rui, "My name is Xizi, and I haven't asked Mr. for his name yet." ”

"My name is Chen Rui." Chen Rui said.

"Adventurer, Chen Rui." Kiko said with some surprise.

"Yes." Chen Rui nodded.

"I know you, I've heard your story in Japan and Ben, it's legendary." Kiko said.

Chen Rui and Xizi walked barefoot on the beach and chatted.

Chen Rui is a good talker, very humorous, and witty to speak.

From time to time, there is a pleasant laughter like silver bells on the beach.

"I heard that you like to travel and hike, did you come to the town of Laayoune this time for tourism?" Xizi said to Chen Rui.

"Yes, I like Sanmao very much, her poems bring me a lot of good memories.

The town of Laayoune is where Sanmao lived for a while, where she wrote Tales of the Sahara, and this is where her love affair with Jose began.

I trace Sanmao's footprints here, Sanmao's former residence, the National Hotel, the abandoned courthouse, and Layoune Beach, each of which reminds me of a certain fragment of Sanmao's brush. Chen Rui said with a smile.

"If there is an afterlife, be a tree, stand in the posture of eternity, without joy or sorrow. Half in the earth, half in the wind, half in the shade, half in the sun, very silent and very proud, never relying on never seeking. Kiko recited a poem.

"Sanmao's "Say It to Yourself". Chen Rui said.

"Yes, this poem is very beautiful, full of life philosophy, and I like this poem very much." Kiko said.

The two walked on the beach, chatted about Sanmao poetry, talked about tourism, the two had common interests and topics, chatted very interestedly, and forgot the time.

As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the sea, sparkling, and two barefoot walking on the beach, forming a beautiful scenery and poetic and picturesque.

"Chen Rui, what do you think this is?" Xizi pointed to something that looked like a big stone on the beach in front of him and said to Chen Rui.

The two walked briskly.

The large stone-like thing was the size of an adult's fist, with irregular edges, a little yellowing in the gaps in the gray-white surface, and the surface of the stone seemed to be coated with a layer of wax.

Chen Rui picked it up and looked at it and smelled it, the smell was very weird, fishy and smelly.

"It's ambergris." Chen Rui said.

Ambergris, in the West is called gray amber. (To be continued)

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