这个假期我和爸爸忙里偷闲,背上挎包,开始了向西的旅程。再游湘西,凤凰的吊脚楼吊起了一城的雍容华贵;洪江古城的旌旗静静地诉说百代沧桑;就连百般不情愿去的芷江也让我惊奇了一番:我品味着在侗族最大的风雨桥上彳亍的异样风情;体会了在内陆最大的妈祖庙中虔诚祷拜的神奇感觉,和在路边小店中大剁湖南名产芷江鸭的酣畅淋漓。但最让人 During this holiday, my father and I sneaked around, carrying bags, and began a journey to the west. Then, in Xiangxi, Phoenix’s Diaojiaolou lifted a city of glory; the floodplain in the ancient city of Hongjiang quietly told the dynasty of vicissitudes; even the reluctant Lijiang River surprised me a lot: I taste the biggest in the Yi. The strange feeling of the bridge on the wind and rain bridge; the magical feeling of sincere prayers in the largest Matsu temple in the hinterland, and the dedication of the famous ducks from the river in Hunan Province. But the most people