When I came from the remote and tranquil mountains and beautiful rivers to the concrete forest, I could feel the pulse of the city in every inch of my body.

The invisible exhaust fumes and smoke, the sound of dripping cars one after another, and the crowded heads are all confused with joy, dreams, faltering, failure, stubbornness and persistence...... and so on, only the atmosphere of the city. The sounds in the city are wonderful, but there is no pure sound of running water, birdsong, or the salsa of the wind blowing the leaves.

From there, there may be a mountain and a river, but it feels like I have experienced a time travel. The people and things I met yesterday and remember clearly seem to be in another world and space. We just glanced at each other and said hello as we passed by in the intertwined four-dimensional space of time.

I parked on the side of the road and walked to the embankment to look into the distance. The ancient building and the bridge, two elves who cross time and space are talking. There are boats sailing on the wide water, and the whistle is occasionally sounded. The midday sun was shining brightly, and the waves shimmered with a scorching golden light, crashing against the stone embankment. I heard the joy of the waves, and I smelled the damp and fishy smell of the waves rolling up.

Behind you is the most prosperous part of the city, where there is a lot of traffic and people during the day, and at night it is brilliantly lit and drunk. This is a beautiful city with a beautiful name - Jiangcheng; Before my eyes is a river that has flowed for thousands of years, it has nurtured civilization and wisdom, it has witnessed the rise and fall and the glory and disgrace, it has nurtured everything and despised everything. Its name is the Yangtze River.

When you are in the city, you will unconsciously wrap yourself with the things that the city should have. Be as fashionable as possible, be nervous, be accustomed to the noise, write the sunshine on your face, and habitually ignore the passers-by who are hurrying by.

There are too many people crowded in the city, but the vast majority of these people are parallel to you and me. On the surface, we live together, but in fact, your life, my life, and his life, most of the time, our lives do not overlap. You, me, and him, we all have our own directions, our own goals to strive for, and too many things to be busy with. That's why we don't have as much energy to focus on each other. We in the city are small, as small as a diligent sapper ant; The city in our hearts is so big that we get lost if we go to another street. But even so, we still love the city, because in the city, there are dreams to chase.

Check-in at the hotel you booked. The girl at the front desk was beautiful, with proper makeup and politeness, with a standard smile on her face throughout. This smile is sweet, but there is no warmth. She was extremely patient in answering any questions I had, and she was also able to help me with all the requirements in her area of responsibility. But she would never talk to me about her story, let alone invite me to eat her home-cooked food. Such is the enthusiasm and indifference of the city. This enthusiasm and apathy makes people feel both excited and lonely.

Jiangcheng is an absolutely unfamiliar city to me. I've been here once or twice before, but I've only been there, and there are probably only one or two streets that can be named.

I've always felt that defining whether you've been to a city or not is more than just traveling there. Instead, you must have really lived there for a while, and integrated into and experienced the local prosperity and market, only then can you really be considered to have been there. So from this dimension, I have never really been to Jiangcheng.

After tossing and turning for more than half a day, I was also a little tired. Lying in bed and watching TV boringly, noisy and exaggerated variety shows, costume dramas that are more fashionable than fashion dramas, and those beautiful men with oily hair and powdery faces without the slightest masculinity...... These make me sick to my stomach. I turned off the TV and tried to close my eyes and squint for a while, but I couldn't sleep. I got up and went to the window and looked out at the noisy street, and I thought I'd better throw myself into the crowd. Take a walk around, find something to eat, and look at the pretty girls in their short skirts.

The city has its own wonderful city.