Yesterday's day retreats further and further into the shadows, leaves, leaving memories of silence, the immensity of the sky at sunset, the majestic mountains musings. There was ever so quietly and silently, but somehow it happens that it was silence and solitude most remain in memory when the faces are fading, noise and bustle fades crowded streets of the world's most populous state.
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sit on an old wicker chair in front of the entrance to the store on the shore of Emerald Lake, on uneven pavement. I sit, and how every day I wait for silence. Always comes before dusk. Sometimes earlier, in the heat of summer afternoons. Appears out of nowhere, taking in the world. Often it appears with the distant drone niknacym a passing street car, the sound of steps or cichnącym conversation of passersby.
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I stand based on the boundary wall of the one the school trough Open opened with one hand as a gallery. The school stands empty and silent, because it's Saturday. Rest of the regular bustle of everyday life, when, after its classrooms, corridors, stairs and rumble of thousands of small feet. Today the place is just extra-curricular activities for which the school leases its empty at this time of sale - art
From the height of the third floor can be clearly seen extending near the mountain valley closing, in which lies the town. The mountains are all around here, moreover, otherwise than on the plains close horizon, wherever you look, stringing crystal blue earth with incredibly high vault of heaven.
By the eighth week to reach the new settlements in the distant reaches of półnoncych Kunming, I get up early every Saturday morning and ride the bike almost forty minutes, no matter the season - in the heat of summer, spring or winter snow downpour . After the White Horse of the settlements located in the western suburbs, I moved closer to the center of the city, and so I am much closer. I'm going first street east of China, I turned to the north, drive near the University of Yunnan Province, and again I turned to the east, then north once again. The road is long, runs through a mosaic of new settlements and not sandwiched between the old quarters of rural development. This kind of mixing is very significant to the landscape of modern Chinese cities, developing rapidly and dynamically, but very uneven. Probably this will change soon and disappear, not only rural buildings crowded, chaotic pobudowanych private homes, with narrow alleys often so that advanced from the first floor up the walls of buildings on both sides of the street closer to each other so much that niesposób open the windows, or even to distinguish between the time of day, because in general you can not see the sky. Also disappear in most of the architecture of the second half of last century - closed housing estate built by the now bankrupt one after another state "production units, institutions and companies for the purpose of employee housing. Kunming, as all four Chinese cities, has radically changed its face.
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