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If you didn't see Angkor in May when it was in full bloom, it was already the rainy season in July.
Regardless of whether Angkor Wat is a relic that has been polished over the years, only in the rain can you fully feel the deep desolation and loneliness of the courtyard.
had great expectations for Angkor before setting off. Relics, history, stone carvings, Indian mythology... these many elements are highly integrated in the same country, which makes people feel mysterious and charming.
However, when I left Angkor Wat, I felt that during this short journey of just a few days, I often felt sad.
In Angkor during the rainy season, the weather is always unpredictable.
The sky was clear all the way from the airport to the Guesthouse. Sitting in the TUK TUK car, the cool breeze slapped my face, which was very refreshing. However, when we arrived at Angkor Thom, it started to rain lightly, and within a few minutes it turned into a heavy rain. After we wandered around Angkor Thom for nearly an hour, the rain stopped suddenly. When we arrived at Bayon Temple by TUK TUK, the sky was already clear and the sun was so bright that it was hard to open our eyes.
Such weather changes continued in the following days.
/Similar Stories/
The entire Angkor ruins seem to be telling you similar stories over and over again.
Initially, you will be surprised by the magnificent ancient stone buildings here, the fine carvings on the stone walls, walls, floors, and stone pillars, and the historical stories about Indian gods, religions, and the conquests and restoration of kingdoms. .
You walk slowly along the corridors and broken walls, filled with devout respect for the gods and the ancients. You touch the stones that have been polished extremely smooth by the years. You gaze carefully at the stones that are dancing, worshiping or worshiping. The statues saluting made me feel that the ancients were so brave and intelligent.
We have gone through such a long road here
Fine reliefs
Khmer smile
In such a backward era, with such simple tools, we can still use rivers and elephants to build such a magnificent city and carve such complicated Gorgeous picture. With such awe, you insist on seeing, touching and walking around the stone statues one by one in the rain and under the scorching sun, as if if you stay a little longer, you can go back to that era and witness their power. Replacement, change of belief.
If you walk a few more ancient temples and stone cities, you will find such familiar gates, such familiar stone pillars, and such familiar statues. You will begin to feel repetitive, endless, and lacking in surprises.
If you haven’t done any homework before coming here, or you don’t plan to ask the locals to explain it to you, and you don’t bring a book like "May in Bloom", then everything here will become the same in your eyes. A lifeless stone. It's not until you start to join those ubiquitous Chinese tour groups, pretending that you are one of them, and then listen to different tour guides telling similar but different stories about the same stone, that you slowly feel that This place is no longer just a cold stone. You know the stories behind them. Even if you still feel that they are so similar in appearance, they represent completely different histories.
/Slowly becoming numb, but there are exceptions/
Later on, you will make less and less exclamations.
You have long been immune to those exquisite carvings and stone statues that are as exquisite as uncanny workmanship. Only when you encounter the thousand-year-old trees in Ta Prohm Temple, the beautiful sunrise in Angkor Wat, the exquisite carvings in the Queen's Palace, or the collapse of Only when you see such a unique wonder like the dense and decadent ruins, you will be willing to slow down and truly marvel at this place again.
Walking around Ta Prohm Temple, you will stop for a long time in front of the giant trees that have long been integrated with the stone pillars and have intertwined roots. You stare blankly up at the giant ancient trees growing out of the gaps in front of you and the fine layer of moss on the stone pillars. You feel that you are so small in the face of time.
In the Queen's Palace, you will see the palace carved from vermilion sandstone in the distance, showing charming and bright colors under the sun.Then when you carefully observe the various exquisite, exquisite and exquisite carvings in the palace, as well as the exquisite reliefs on the lintel stone, they are slowly telling the mythical story about Shiva, the evil god of India. The level of craftsmanship is far more detailed than other 10 With a century-old architecture, it is no wonder that it is called a woman's castle.
and the collapse of the dense column!
If you haven’t been to Bengmilye, then you can’t say you have been to Siem Reap.
Although it takes two hours to drive on the muddy and potholed road from Siem Reap to Bengmilye, and you have to pay an extra US$5 for admission, it is indeed a worthwhile trip.
Some people come here to revisit the place where the movie was shot. In "In the Mood for Love" Tony Leung buries secrets here, and in "Tomb Raider" Angelina Jolie encounters the mysterious little boy here.
But more people come here for two words - ruins.
In this temple, which is a hundred times more dilapidated than Angkor Thom, the moss-covered ruins have collapsed and piled up into mountains, hidden among the dense trees.
After the rain, the low mud pits were filled with water, reflecting the vast ancient trees and scattered boulders. The abandoned temple and library just stood on the pile of rubble, so unreserved, so sad and sad, so lonely and lonely.
You can imagine how grand, solemn and densely populated this place was thousands of years ago.
However, the glory lasts only a moment, just like a flower blooming to its twilight.
In the end, everything cannot withstand time and wind and rain.
/Children, please don’t make me sad anymore/
However, the most depressing thing is the children here. After
left Cambodia, the childish voices of children always lingered in my ears like hallucinations: "Sister, give me candy!" "Ten pieces for one dollar!" "Sister, beautiful!" "Sister, help me, I There are no books to read!”
Every time I go to a scenic spot, as soon as I get off the TUK TUK bus, there are always a few children surrounding me with a small basket or scarves, postcards or small souvenirs. If you don't speak, they will keep following you. With their big, watery innocent eyes and a serious expression on the verge of tears, they will speak Chinese, English, and Cantonese to you, insisting that you buy something from them. What.
If you don't pay attention, they will resort to bitter tactics and tell you how their business is bleak today, they haven't received a penny, and they can't study. You lowered your head, gritted your teeth and walked quickly through them. They start cursing you and shouting, "If you don't buy it, you will become ugly!" until a new group of tourists enter the temple gate.
I am not stingy or indifferent. I sympathize with them, but I feel that giving them money or candy cannot save them from such an unreasonable lifestyle.
Sometimes when you are walking in a deserted scenic spot, a child will suddenly appear. He points in a certain direction and tells you that there are good photos and beautiful scenery there. You can only pretend not to hear. Because you know that if you follow him, he will ask you for a tip. If you don't give it, he will call his big brothers and uncles to force you to obey the local laws of interest.
friends tried to meet a child to give them directions. They didn't know the local situation and followed the children all the way. When parting, the child kept saying "TIPS! TIPS". He gave the child a small piece of cake, but the child became angry and threw the cake on the ground, then stepped on it desperately, crying "No cake! No cake!" and then attracted several of his older brothers. Although the classmate still didn't give a tip in the end, he felt sorry for him after all.
There are so many stories like this, it’s always chilling to hear them.
Local children only go to school three days a week, and they finish early. Most of them have no money to continue studying, so they can only go to scenic spots and take advantage of the sympathy of tourists to earn a meager income.
This is already the case for children, let alone adults.
In Cambodia, the most unpleasant thing is the attitude of local people towards tourists. It seems like they want to squeeze every last bit of you out of you. Not to mention raising prices, every local person you meet in a scenic spot who offers assistance or guidance basically has another agenda. I would like to show my goodwill to you first and give you incense for worshiping Buddha or a red rope that represents fate.When you accept their gifts, they show their ferocious faces and ask you for a tip. If you are unwilling to submit, you will attract evil men to put pressure on you...
Such a distorted scene has greatly compromised this ancient country full of reverence for the gods.
has these many flaws. In my heart, Cambodia is not the Khmer Kingdom that is always in full bloom.
On the contrary, it often contains tears.
There is decadence, desolation, and pity here.
People are willing to use the most depressing and gloomy words in the world to describe this country that once prospered and then fell into decline.
But think about it from another perspective, how many places will be like Cambodia, with its withered beauty occupying a place in people's hearts?
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