The night before I left, I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep all night. After all, it's my first time flying, and I'm still on my own. Although I had already completed the check-in procedures in advance under Tang Xin's guidance, although I had reserved four hours of waiting time for the flight, and although I checked my luggage and documents again before going to bed, I always suspected that I still had something unprepared, so I would not be able to board the plane smoothly tomorrow. Tossing and turning in bed, I finally managed to stay up until dawn. After washing up, I opened my suitcase again and checked it against my travel checklist before stepping out of the house with peace of mind. It wasn't until I got on the subway that I remembered that I had forgotten my headphones. Without the music, the journey would undoubtedly be a lot more boring, but the headphones were not so important that I risked a mistake to pick them up. The thought of so many things to see, eat, and do along the way, and maybe I couldn't even bother listening to the songs on my phone, I quickly pulled myself together from my frustration. There were very few people on the first subway, and the carriage was exceptionally quiet, and gradually, I fell into a half-asleep state, and somehow, a thought popped into my head: I lost my travel companion and then my headphones. I was taken aback, immediately came to my senses, and immediately dismissed this ridiculous idea. In this age of science, how can a highly educated person be so superstitious? My conceit made me underestimate the alertness of my subconscious, and these two fortuitous factors, although not predictive of the future, undoubtedly had an effect on me. In other words, if it weren't for them, things wouldn't have turned out the way they wouldn't have gotten and I wouldn't have met that person.

After scrambling through security, I followed the signs to the departure lounge. After checking the flight number three times, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, sat down in a corner position, and began to look through the travel notes that Tang Xin had sent me. Although Tang Xin has repeatedly promised that she will carry her mobile phone with her in the past few days, no matter how late it is, she will not turn it off, so that I can call her with confidence, but I really don't want to ask her for help unless I have to. First, I was worried that it would prevent her from developing a relationship with the pianist, and secondly, it was to protect my little self-esteem, after all, I didn't want her to know that I had never flown in a plane, and I didn't want her to know that I would be anxious about such a small thing. As the boarding announcement sounded, I joined the economy class queue as I walked slowly, learning from the passengers in front of me to hand the ticket to the ticket inspector. Under the guidance of the flight attendant, I quickly found the window seat I had booked through early check-in. It was only then that I understood why some of the same window seats could be selected for free, while others had to be paid for to choose. Being close to a window doesn't mean you have a wide view, for example, in my seat near the rear of the plane, the view is mostly obscured by the huge wings, which makes people feel cramped. Seeing that the plane was about to sail, I withdrew my gaze from afar, and pretended to be calm to make the final adjustments to my seat belt and sitting position. To my surprise, I didn't feel a trace of panic during the taxiing and even take-off, except for the excitement. As the view from the window quickly receded, sank, and zoomed out, I was able to overlook a small part of the city from the comfort of the cabin. I don't know how long it took, the plane completed its climb and entered a smooth flight phase. I stared out the window for a few moments at the slow-moving, snow-white clouds and the bright blue sky, and my eyelids grew heavy. I fumbled to lower the backrest, and then fell asleep in a few moments, hypnotized by the soft music of the cabin. Luckily, I was awakened from my sleep by the turbulence of the landing, otherwise I would have been unable to keep up with the passengers on the same plane and would have delayed the claim of my luggage.

After leaving the airport, I dragged my luggage blankly, looking around for the staff who could inquire, at this time, I received a call from the hostess of the homestay, it turned out that Tang Xin secretly booked a pick-up service for me.

"Why are you alone?" The proprietress asked with a look of concern.

"My friend can't come for a while......" I replied with a wry smile as I moved my suitcase to the trunk.

"Then I'll change a single room for you, there are a lot of places where it costs money to go out, and you can save a little bit." The hostess patted me on the shoulder and easily drove the car out of the waiting area.

"Thank you......" I pursed my lips, very touched in my heart.

The B&B is located in the periphery of the ancient city of Dali, with a single courtyard, including two three-storey buildings with white brick cornices with Bai characteristics. The kind hostess not only changed me to a room very close to the duty room, and told the staff of the B&B to take more care of me, but also added me as a friend so that I could ask her for help when I needed it. After settling into my room, I realized that I was hungry. So, I put on my small satchel and stepped into the ancient city with excitement, intending to visit the city while foraging for food. Around twelve o'clock, it was the busiest time in the ancient city. When the sun is shining and the temperature is pleasant, the city is filled with joy and peace. Walking through the old and vibrant streets, I experienced the strange feeling of dislocation of time and space. Along the way, I kept my eyes open and looked left and right, for fear of missing any new and interesting details. I was so immersed in the joy of shooting that I forgot about my hunger, and it wasn't until the smell of burnt fire came to my face that I felt my feet were already hungry. The small stall in the alley is thriving, with a few small folding tables filled with students in school uniforms. Watching them eat with relish, I suddenly remembered that Xingyuan once shared her travel experience with me: "Actually, it is not difficult to find delicious authentic food, and it is not wrong to eat with the locals." Thinking of this, I struggled to squeeze into the noisy crowd and managed to buy a piece of roasted bait and a cup of sour plum soup. Hungry, I quickly finished the food in my hand, but it was not enough to fill my stomach, so I went back the way I came, and with great determination and perseverance, I continued to explore the most authentic snacks hidden in the streets. I was very proud of how quickly I was able to adapt to local life, and secretly decided to polish it a little and show it off to Tang Xin.

Less than an hour's walk down the main street, you will see a very well-preserved walled wall. I held on to the cold walls and slowly climbed the stairs. The moment I climbed the tower, the view opened up and I couldn't help but hold my breath. The criss-crossing stone streets and rows of brick houses exude a sense of tranquility and heaviness full of historical charm, which instantly blows away the hustle and bustle of the commercial market. Walking along the stone path of the city wall, you can see the scenery of the small half of the ancient city. At the end of the walkway is a short flight of stairs, and at the other end of the staircase is a wide platform. Compared with the aisle, more tourists gathered on the platform, and laughter and laughter were connected. In addition to the tourists who are scattered around to take commemorative photos, there are also couples and young people who take wedding photos and vintage photos who are equipped with a professional team to take the best positions. Against the backdrop of the blue sky, white clouds, green trees, and gray-white city walls, the young men and women dressed in beautifully crafted Chinese dresses and hanfu looked particularly radiant and radiant, and I couldn't help but stop and admire, and I couldn't help but have the idea of trying it. You know, before I did it, I wouldn't have been willing to try something so eye-catching. After all, in my concept, only the kind of people with outstanding looks and figures can support the elegance and elegance of the well-dressed Hanfu. It wasn't until a few days ago that I was suddenly relieved, in fact, as long as it didn't affect others, what clothes to wear was my own choice, and I didn't need to care about other people's opinions. Especially in a strange city surrounded by strangers, I don't need to care about anyone's eyes and comments, I can let go of all my worries and dress up freely and freely.

As night falls, the lights in the ancient city come on little by little. The pale yellow light fades in the dimness, creating a misty and hazy atmosphere, which makes people feel like they are in a dream. I hesitated for a while as I looked at the street that stretched out in the distance with no end in sight, and finally decided to go back the way I came, and find a restaurant for a good dinner. Although I also ate such as Jianshui tofu, milk fan, rice noodles, etc. in the afternoon, I walked for so long, and naturally consumed a lot of energy, and it was inevitable that I would be hungry. I cautiously looked at the restaurants on the street, and finally settled on a mushroom hot pot restaurant with a booming business. I stood in a daze in front of a sliding freezer full of mushrooms of all shapes and sizes until the busy clerk took the time to patiently introduce me, which solved my troubles of not knowing how to start. Watching the valuable wild mushrooms churning in the boiling clear soup, I couldn't contain the excitement and excitement in my heart, so I quickly took out my mobile phone to record a video and send it to Tang Xin. After only a while, the unique aroma of wild mushrooms has already overflowed with the steam. I stared anxiously at the timer on the table, complaining that time was passing too slowly. If it weren't for the fear that eating underripe wild mushrooms would be in danger of poisoning, I wouldn't have been able to sit still for a second. The timer rang as scheduled, and before the clerk could come to greet me, I hurriedly picked up a spoon and filled myself with a bowl of mushroom soup. The moment I tasted the sweetness of the hot mushroom soup, I felt extremely warm and satisfied, and the fatigue of my whole body was swept away. I finally understood Tang Xin's mood of traveling thousands of miles just to reminisce about this delicacy, and it was indeed worth it! After a hearty meal, I decided to spend a little more time in the city. By this time, it is already dark, the shops along the road are gradually deserted, and most tourists turn to the small bars with bright lights to enjoy the quiet night of the ancient city. In order to attract tourists, many bars have resident singers. Thanks to the high-quality sound equipment, everyone can enjoy the beautiful singing of the singers even outside the bar. I parked outside a small bar and listened to the singer sing a popular song affectionately, and inexplicably remembered the contestants who had been resident singers in the talent show. For them, it's not just about making a living, it's about chasing their dreams. It's a pity that only a few people can realize their dreams, and most of the rest may not be seen and appreciated for their entire lives. Even if reality weeds out all those who are not brave enough and determined enough, it only increases the odds of success by a small margin. I wonder if they ever regret it, if they want to give up, and if their extraordinary love is enough to sustain them to persevere. After all, when it comes to dreams, I also have them.

I wandered around the stalls in the open-air market outside the ancient city gates for a while, picking out a few small silver ornaments to give away, and then I reluctantly set out on my way home. After returning to the B&B and taking a hot shower, I lay comfortably on the thick and soft bed, without the trouble of recognizing the bed or the anxiety of being alone, and fell asleep after a while.