日期：2011-10-21 | 分类：摄影作品 |
France, Passing.To travel in Paris, just like to date a lady I have admired for such long time.
Before the trip I have dreamed of expressing thousands, but once I stood in front of her and my brain became empty and could not express anything.What I could do was just wandering in the streets of paris mechanically.
Fortunately, I lived in Paris 19, a friend's two-room flats. "The Landlord" is a girl borned in 83 years,whose parents are both artists, she herself is a designer. H er large size works on the wall against the background of mass shoes clothes on the floor, a kind of intimacy came spontaneously. I liked the feeling of sraring the street from the windows of second-floor living room, the feeling of entering a metro station after turing a street conner, and the feeling of sitting in a street cafe eating hot croissants with coffee and watching a mass of people gathered in front of the door of a small church on opposite side of the street. These feelings aroused some of my impressions of Paris. I understood, my perception of Paris city should not be reminded by Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe and the Seine which could be seen in variety of media. I could use all my senses to collect the steps on the road, tastes of food and smell dispersed in the air of Paris, along with the confusing french language. These perceptions formed my impression of Paris toghther.
The weather of paris was so nice and many residents of Paris were stripped naked on the balcony, enjoying the "sunbath". But I thought c loudless sunny day is too bright and crisp, that it makes everything too clear, and the glommy weather, jsut like some condiments which could make Paris more “delicious”. The fifth day in Paris, I learned the weather will be cool down in the following several days. My friends told me with great excitement that in order to avoid the following bad weather in Paris and to meet the southern sun and sea, they have booked the train ticket to southern France , the next four days we would be in the scenic southern France along the Mediterranean seaside.
Railway line stretching all the way along the Mediterranean coast, strung a few seaside resort in southern France. Marseille, Toulon, Cannes, Nice and Menton a small town on the French-Italian border. We crossed border arrived the destination- an Italian town named Ventimiglia. We also enjoyed the way and even a nice gift of the French specialty - the strike, so the journey was almost interrupted. To France, Marseille is a very special city, a strong North African style filled in Marseille, pigeons and seagulls riding the wind in the narrow streets, feeding on the ground picking food debris remained from tourist . Many French peoples even think that Marseille is more like a North African city rather than France. Both Cannes and Menton are small towns locate on the seaside of Mediterranean , the difference between them is just film festival or lemon producing. French-Italian border town of Ventimiglia so I hang around the old town, properly protected and no tourism development of the gas. Southern line of the last day of early morning, I was inside a full breath of fresh air for two hours, photos, pour into a very minor thing. Taste the soup in Marseille, Cannes and Menton lemon juice water there Ventimiglia pasta, I remembered from time to time in Paris, the "bad weather."
My friend asked me how long do I prepare to spend in France, I said about 10 days. "10 days is not even enough for Psris only."he replied. I know, no I am just a visitor, or a "passing" to Paris, but I always want to find some stimulus which can make me really exciting, these stimulus, similar to Menton lemon juice which excited my taste buds , and Paris gloomy weather which aroused my mood.
Bird's-eye view from Tour Montparnasse, Paris.
The view from the windows of flat I lived in.
Foods in refrigerator, Paris.
The gate of flat, Paris.
Eiffel Tower, Paris.
Seine River, Paris.
Old buildings in reconstruction,Paris.
Cafe in Montmartre.
蒙马特高地上的圣心教堂(Eglise du Sacré-Coeur )。
Eglise du Sacré-Coeur, Montmartre.
A building in reparing, Paris.
I really undersood the meaning of " international" in Paris. Various colors of people in streets , shopping malls , metros , converged together.
Road sign, Paris.
On the train to southern France.
A kindergarten teacher carrying some toies through a lane.
Ritual in church, Marseille.
The fisher selling his seafoods, Marseille.
An old couple in their car selling seafoods, Marseille.
A tourist on the cruise, Marseille.
Street of Canner.
Ticket office, Canner.
Old town, Menton.
Old town, Ventimigilla.
Seaside of Mediterranean, Canner.
（完, The End.）