Travel Notes | Hong Kong Please Don’t Forget Me Never Change Yellow Face

The day we arrived in Hong Kong was the second day of the first lunar month this year.

I still remember that on the first day of the first lunar month, I went to the first interview in my job search, but of course I failed like a newborn calf. On the sixth day of the first lunar month, I was going to South Korea for a short-term study abroad, so this Lunar New Year was destined to be a hasty one. I decided to use the three days in between to explore a new territory, so I chose Hong Kong. You can return to the embrace of your motherland.

Our hotel is in Wan Chai. I thought to myself, wow, isn’t this my spiritual hometown? The theme color of the subway station is grass green. After stepping out of the subway and waiting for the crowd to recede, I couldn’t wait to take a selfie with the name of the station and wink.

Every subway station in Hong Kong has a non-repeating theme color. It is said that in the 1970s, when the illiteracy rate was high, this design was specially adopted to help citizens identify and become familiar with subway stations. Moreover, the choice of colors is also particular. For example, Prince Edward Station will choose purple, which represents nobility, while Diamond Hill Station will choose black as the main color, with a small amount of white added to simulate the effect of diamonds shining in the dark night.

I'm thinking this design is perfect for collectors. For example, if you stick to the spirit of "touring" and get off the car at every stop to appreciate the Japanese shopping malls, you probably won't have to go anywhere in three days. Of course, people may also be satisfied in their hearts.

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The person who helped us check in at the hotel front desk was a blond gentleman who could speak fluent Chinese. On the eve of my job search, I was thinking, why don’t such outstanding talents work in high-end business districts? He told us that there will be a fireworks show in Victoria Harbor tonight and told us not to miss it. So we went to the hotel to take a shower, had something to eat, and then went to Victoria Harbor to wait.

I have forgotten whether it was the east bank or the west bank of Victoria Harbour. I only remember the row of brightly lit landmark buildings on the opposite bank. The colorful neon tubes more than ten stories high formed the shapes of "flowers blooming for wealth" and Chinese knots. Their reflections are colorful on the water, like a huge oil painting panel washed away by the river. However, when faced with the prosperous scene in front of me, words such as "liquor and luxury" did not come to my mind. On the contrary, words such as "celebrating the whole world" and "decorating with lanterns" are words that can be used anywhere in the world during the Chinese New Year, which makes me feel excited.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the first fireworks exploded brilliantly in the night sky. The entire fireworks show lasted for about thirty minutes. As the last fireworks faded in the night sky, the crowd burst into applause. It seems that the Chinese nation likes to express their inner excitement and joy in such simple and consistent ways. I took the lead and shouted "Happy New Year! ", and then an excited voice not far behind me followed me, shouting "Happy New Year! " in Cantonese, and then the crowd It also started to boil.

I believe that at that time, all the men, women, children, young people and policemen who looked up eagerly under the fireworks in Victoria Harbor were truly immersed in the joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new. No one knows what will happen in Hong Kong in the new year.

The next day, after a long ride, we arrived at Rainbow Building. This Internet celebrity attraction is actually just an ordinary residential building. There is a small rooftop downstairs where you can take pictures of the rainbow-colored appearance of the building. There are some sports facilities on the rooftop, as well as ordinary bedding and clothes hanging to dry out the daily life. breath. This attraction has little to do with the civil rights movement, and there are no signboards, so I almost got lost a few times along the way.

After checking in in a hurry, I went to the nearby "Wong Tai Sin Temple", which is said to be very magical. The festival is especially popular, and believers gather in an endless stream. The ticket processing booths are lined up in the aisles. All greed, anger and ignorance are allowed in front of them, otherwise the city would not be as bustling and bustling as it is today. Because there were so many people jostling each other, and each pilgrim held a burning incense candle in his hand, it made people feel uneasy, so I did not go inside.

I was thinking, where is the pulse of the city of Hong Kong? Be it the skyscrapers that stretch across the skyline on both sides of Victoria Harbor, or places that embody faith and prayer like Buddhist temples, or the residential areas on the outskirts of the city, they are all lit up every night Yes, a faint light.

In the evening, I went to the top of Victoria Peak to see the top three night views in the world, and met tourists from different countries. We eavesdropped on the Koreans next to us, but they didn’t say much. They just said compliments like “Wow, that’s great.” The top of Victoria Peak is not really cold in winter, but there is a bit of a chill. I found that many people are speechless, speechless, or don’t know what to say when faced with the spectacular night scene in front of them.

After waiting in line for a long time when going down the mountain, I finally got a taxi. The driver had a bad temper. He drove the car very fast, and while driving, he had to operate several smartphones on hand, like a fully armed agent. I find it interesting. I remembered that Hyukoh has a song called "Citizen Kane". It starts with "Hong Kong taxi driver, why are you in such a hurry? " which may also be a true portrayal of their taxi ride in Hong Kong. .

Then three days passed, and the trip to Hong Kong ended in a hurry.

In fact, I racked my brains to barely recall the details of this trip, but there is one scene that remains fresh in my memory.

It was the morning of the next day. My partner and I got up and turned on the hotel TV, and accidentally turned to the news being broadcast on CCTV. It mainly revolves around the theme of the New Year. In addition to last night's Victoria Harbor fireworks, there are also celebrations across the country, as well as New Year gestures in some Chinese-style families.

For example: My parents who live in Urumqi traveled thousands of miles to Nanhai to celebrate the New Year with their son who is stationed there. They made dumplings at home before departure, but when they saw their son the dumplings were already cold. Also: A young man from Beijing married a daughter-in-law from Taipei. This time he and his wife agreed to bring his mother-in-law to Beijing to celebrate the New Year. Her mother-in-law cooks Taiwanese food, and her mother-in-law cooks Beijing food. The family is having a great time.

We watched it intently for twenty minutes, and we were so moved that tears welled up in our eyes. While being moved, I was thinking: How can China be so big, and how can it be so far from one end to the other...

Wang Feng once sang, "I hope you will remember me, your wandering child, no matter when and where I am, I will miss you." At this time, the melody that came to my mind seemed very emotional. A few months later, I also experienced a period of greatest frustration in my life. One day, when I heard the words "Come back, come back, I'm tired of wandering" that Fei Xiang sang, I burst into tears. , thinking about the mood at that time, there are some similarities with this time during the Chinese New Year in Hong Kong.

When life in Japan repeatedly hit a wall, my seniors told me: There is no need to be depressed, because we have the right to choose. If we fail here, we can still return to our motherland. But there are many people besides us. If they fail, they can’t go back anywhere. This is the luckiest place for us as Chinese international students.

And today I suddenly remembered that those Hong Kong friends I met in Japan, when they are frustrated, where should they go back?

 

When I was in high school, the school held a chorus competition called "Every Class Sings." One class chose Luo Dayou's "Pearl of the Orient" and wrote a recitation in the middle. I remember that during the rehearsal, I was moved by everyone present. I read the lyrics of this song again today, and I remembered the scene after scene when I visited Hong Kong at the beginning of this year.

It was once a wonderful city, but now it is full of opposition, hatred and sin. Pearl of the Orient, my love, are you still the kind, beautiful Hong Kong that makes the Chinese people proud?

The river flows southward

Go to Xiangjiang and have a look

Pearl of the Orient My Love

Is your style still romantic?

The crescent moon harbor

The night is dark and the lights are shining

Pearl of the Orient stayed up all night

Keeping the promise of ever-changing seas and seas

Let the sea breeze blow for five thousand years

Every teardrop seems to speak of your dignity

Let the waves accompany me to protect you

Please don’t forget me Never change the yellow face