Author: Samuel Wilson

  • Beyond the Plate; Top Tips for Nanjing Street Food

    Beyond the Plate; Top Tips for Nanjing Street Food

    The night hums in Nanjing like a half-remembered
    melody; familiar, chaotic, irresistible.

    ๅคœๆ™šๅœจๅ—ไบฌๅ—กๅ—กไฝœ้Ÿฟ๏ผŒๅฐฑๅƒๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘็š„ๆ—‹ๅพ‹๏ผ›็†Ÿๆ‚‰ใ€ๆททไนฑใ€ไธๅฏๆŠ—ๆ‹’ใ€‚

    Skewers sizzle on open flames, sending curls of cumin- laced smoke into the air. The clang of frying woks punctuates the dusk like percussion, each metallic hit followed by the rhythmic chop-chop-chop of spring onions, garlic and coriander on worn wooden boards.

    ็ƒคไธฒๅœจๆ˜Ž็ซไธŠๅ‘ๅ‡บๅ˜ถๅ˜ถไฝœ็”จ๏ผŒๅฐ†ๅทๆ›ฒ็š„ๅญœ็„ถ็ƒŸ้›พๅนๅ‘็ฉบไธญใ€‚ ๆฒน็‚ธ้”…็š„ๅฎๅฝ“ๅฃฐๅƒๆ‰“ๅ‡ปไนๅ™จไธ€ๆ ท็‚น็ผ€็€้ป„ๆ˜๏ผŒๆฏไธ€ๆฌก้‡‘ๅฑžๅ‡ป็ƒๅŽ๏ผŒๅœจ็ ดๆ—ง็š„ๆœจๆฟไธŠๆœ‰่Š‚ๅฅๅœฐๅˆ‡็ขŽ่‘ฑใ€ๅคง่’œๅ’Œ้ฆ™่œใ€‚

    Vendors shout out their specials with gusto of auctioneers; from stinky tofu to BBQ, with ice cream and milk tea thrown in for those with a sweet tooth. Their calls mingle with the low thrum of โ€œๅค–ๅ–โ€ (take out; delivery) scooters weaving through foot traffic. The neon signage just adds to the pulse of it all.

    ๅฐ่ดฉไปฌไปฅๆ‹ๅ–ๅธˆ็š„็ƒญๆƒ…ๅคงๅ–Šไป–ไปฌ็š„็‰นไปทๅ•†ๅ“๏ผ›ไปŽ่‡ญ่ฑ†่…ๅˆฐ็ƒง็ƒค๏ผŒ่ฟ˜ๆœ‰ๅ†ฐๆท‡ๆท‹ๅ’Œๅฅถ่Œถ๏ผŒไพ›้‚ฃไบ›ๅ–œๆฌขๅƒ็”œ้ฃŸ็š„ไบบไฝฟ็”จใ€‚ ไป–ไปฌ็š„ๅ‘ผๅ”คไธŽโ€œๅค–ๅ–โ€๏ผˆๅค–ๅ–๏ผ›้€่ดง๏ผ‰ๆป‘ๆฟ่ฝฆๅœจไบบๆตไธญ็ฉฟๆขญ็š„ไฝŽๅฃฐๆททๅˆๅœจไธ€่ตทใ€‚ ้œ“่™น็ฏๆ ‡็‰Œๅชๆ˜ฏๅขžๅŠ ไบ†่ฟ™ไธ€ๅˆ‡็š„่„‰ๆใ€‚

    Iโ€™d argue that for any city in China, its true soundtrack is not found in concert halls or stadiums, but in the clatter of ladles and other cooking utensils and the chatter and bark of food names and prices called out over rickety food carts. Nanjing is no exception to speaking in sizzles and steam. Look down any late-night alley (or if youโ€™re lucky on a random street corner when the sun sets) and youโ€™re sure to find the steam rising from bamboo baskets or the smoky perfume of grilled meat skewers. Here, on the street, Nanjing feeds both body and soul.

    ๆˆ‘่ฎคไธบ๏ผŒๅฏนไบŽไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ไปปไฝ•ๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒๅ…ถ็œŸๆญฃ็š„้…ไนไธๆ˜ฏๅœจ้ŸณไนๅŽ…ๆˆ–ไฝ“่‚ฒๅœบ๏ผŒ่€Œๆ˜ฏๅœจๅ‹บๅญๅ’Œๅ…ถไป–็‚Šๅ…ท็š„ๅšŽๅšŽๅซๅฃฐ๏ผŒไปฅๅŠๅœจๆ‘‡ๆ‘‡ๆฌฒ่‹ข็š„้ค่ฝฆไธŠๅ‘ผๅ‡บ็š„้ฃŸ็‰ฉๅ็งฐๅ’Œไปทๆ ผ็š„ๅ–‹ๅ–‹ๅ–‹ไธไผ‘ๅ’Œๅ ๅซไธญใ€‚ ๅ—ไบฌไนŸไธไพ‹ๅค–๏ผŒๅœจ็ƒญๆฐ”ๅ’Œ่’ธๆฑฝไธญ่ฏด่ฏใ€‚ ๅ‘ไธ‹็œ‹ไปปไฝ•ๆทฑๅคœ็š„ๅฐๅทท๏ผˆๆˆ–่€…ๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ๅนธ่ฟๅœฐๅœจๅคช้˜ณ่ฝๅฑฑๆ—ถ้šๆœบ็š„่ก—่ง’๏ผ‰๏ผŒไฝ ไธ€ๅฎšไผšๅ‘็ŽฐไปŽ็ซน็ฏฎ้‡Œๅ‡่ตท็š„่’ธๆฑฝๆˆ–็ƒค่‚‰ไธฒ็š„็ƒŸ็†้ฆ™ๅ‘ณใ€‚ ๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œ๏ผŒๅœจ่ก—ไธŠ๏ผŒๅ—ไบฌๆป‹ๅ…ป็€่บซไฝ“ๅ’Œ็ต้ญ‚ใ€‚

    Look on the multitude of recommendations on Little Red Book and youโ€™ll find a list of places downtown to satisfy your hunger.

    ็œ‹็œ‹ใ€Šๅฐ็บข็šฎไนฆใ€‹ไธŠ็š„ไผ—ๅคšๆŽจ่๏ผŒไฝ ไผšๅ‘็Žฐไธ€ไปฝๅธ‚ไธญๅฟƒๆปก่ถณไฝ ้ฅฅ้ฅฟ็š„ๅœฐๆ–นๅˆ—่กจใ€‚

    Ke Xiang (็ง‘ๅทท), Cha Nan Jie (่Œถๅ—ๅคง่ก—), Alley 378 (ไธ‰ไธƒๅ…ซๅทท), Laomendong (่€ไธœ้—จ) and Hongmiao Jie (็บขๅบ™่ก—) are all great places to wander down and eat a variety of Nanjing delicacies but for convenienceโ€™s sake (or at least where my e-bike could take me without being drained of battery) I explored and personally recommend (PR) three โ€œ็พŽ้ฃŸ่ก—โ€ in the south of the city. My top picks:

    ็ง‘ๅททใ€่Œถๅ—ๅคง่ก—ใ€ไธ‰ไธƒๅ…ซๅททใ€่€ไธœ้—จๅ’Œ็บขๅบ™่ก—้ƒฝๆ˜ฏ้€›้€›ๅƒๅ„็งๅ—ไบฌ็พŽ้ฃŸ็š„ๅฅฝๅœฐๆ–น๏ผŒไฝ†ไธบไบ†ๆ–นไพฟ่ตท่ง๏ผˆๆˆ–่€…่‡ณๅฐ‘ไธบไบ†ๆˆ‘็š„็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๅฏไปฅๅธฆๆˆ‘ๅŽป่€Œไธ่€—ๅฐฝ็”ตๆฑ ็š„ๅœฐๆ–น๏ผ‰๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆŽข็ดขๅนถไบฒ่‡ชๆŽจ่๏ผˆPR๏ผ‰ๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ—้ƒจ็š„ไธ‰ๆกโ€œ็พŽ้ฃŸ่ก—โ€ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็š„้ฆ–้€‰๏ผš

    Lele Jie (ไนไน่ก—; closest metro: Nanjing South Railway
    Station, Exit 6). PR: Try the โ€œ็ƒค่‹•็šฎโ€; a Chongqing street food delicacy; and โ€œ็‚ธไธฒโ€

    ไนไน่ก—๏ผˆๆœ€่ฟ‘็š„ๅœฐ้“๏ผšๅ—ไบฌๅ—็ซ™๏ผŒ6ๅทๅ‡บๅฃ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ๅ…ฌๅ…ณ๏ผš่ฏ•่ฏ•โ€œ็ƒค่‹•็šฎโ€๏ผ›้‡ๅบ†่ก—ๅคด็พŽ้ฃŸ๏ผ›ๅ’Œโ€œ็‚ธไธฒโ€

    Tuolejia (ๆ‰˜ไนๅ˜‰; see cover photo; closest metro: Cuiping Shan, Exit 3). PR: Try the โ€œ็ˆ†่‚š็ฒ‰โ€ or โ€œ่‚‰ๅคน้ฆโ€!

    ๆ‰˜ไนๅ˜‰๏ผˆๆ‰˜ไนๅ˜‰๏ผ›่งๅฐ้ข็…ง็‰‡๏ผ›ๆœ€่ฟ‘็š„ๅœฐ้“๏ผš็ฟ ๅนณๅฑฑ๏ผŒ3ๅทๅ‡บๅฃ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ๅ…ฌๅ…ณ๏ผš่ฏ•่ฏ•โ€œ็ˆ†่‚š็ฒ‰โ€ๆˆ–โ€œ่‚‰ๅคน้ฆโ€๏ผ

    Nanjing Yiwu (ๅ—ไบฌไน‰ไนŒ; closest metro: Longmian Avenue, Exit 2). PR: Thereโ€™s far too much choice at the Nanjing Yiwu Food Street! You can practically travel to all four corners of China along this food street (although street is definitely the wrong word to describe it, more like food maze!). Al-Jannat also opened their new restaurant here, so itโ€™s worth the visit if you also fancy some Indian food.

    ๅ—ไบฌไน‰ไนŒ๏ผˆๅ—ไบฌไน‰ไนŒ๏ผ›ๆœ€่ฟ‘็š„ๅœฐ้“๏ผš้พ™้ขๅคง้“๏ผŒ2ๅทๅ‡บๅฃ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ๅ…ฌๅ…ณ๏ผšๅ—ไบฌไน‰ไนŒ็พŽ้ฃŸ่ก—็š„้€‰ๆ‹ฉๅคชๅคšไบ†๏ผ ไฝ ๅฎž้™…ไธŠๅฏไปฅๆฒฟ็€่ฟ™ๆก็พŽ้ฃŸ่ก—ๆ—…่กŒๅˆฐไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ๅ››ไธช่ง’่ฝ๏ผˆๅฐฝ็ฎก่ก—้“็ปๅฏนๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธช้”™่ฏฏ็š„่ฏๆฅๅฝขๅฎนๅฎƒ๏ผŒๆ›ดๅƒๆ˜ฏ็พŽ้ฃŸ่ฟทๅฎซ๏ผ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ Al-JannatไนŸๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œๅผ€ไบ†ไป–ไปฌ็š„ๆ–ฐ้คๅŽ…๏ผŒๆ‰€ไปฅๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ไนŸๅ–œๆฌขๅฐๅบฆ่œ๏ผŒ้‚ฃๅฐฑๅ€ผๅพ—ไธ€ๅŽปใ€‚

    Street food in Nanjing isnโ€™t just about convenience. To eat on the street in Nanjing is to become part of a shared, if fleeting, intimacy.

    ๅ—ไบฌ็š„่ก—ๅคดๅฐๅƒไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏไธบไบ†ๆ–นไพฟใ€‚ ๅœจๅ—ไบฌ็š„่ก—ๅคดๅƒ้ฅญๅฐฑๆ˜ฏๆˆไธบๅ…ฑไบซ็š„๏ผŒๅณไฝฟ่ฝฌ็žฌๅณ้€็š„ไบฒๅฏ†ๅ…ณ็ณป็š„ไธ€้ƒจๅˆ†ใ€‚

    The stranger beside you also queues for spicy duck neck or their โ€œ็พŠ่‚‰ไธฒโ€. If youโ€™re tough enough to brave the cold, thereโ€™s something almost ethereal about the steam rising in the winter air, and for a moment, everything feels simpler.

    ไฝ ๆ—่พน็š„้™Œ็”ŸไบบไนŸๅœจๆŽ’้˜Ÿๅƒ่พฃ้ธญ้ขˆๆˆ–ไป–ไปฌ็š„โ€œ็พŠ่‚‰ไธฒโ€ใ€‚ ๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ่ถณๅคŸๅšๅผบ๏ผŒๅฏไปฅๅ†’็€ๅฏ’ๅ†ท๏ผŒๅ†ฌๅคฉ็š„็ฉบๆฐ”ไธญๅ‡่ตท็š„่’ธๆฑฝๅ‡ ไนŽๆœ‰ไบ›็ฉบ็ต๏ผŒๆœ‰้‚ฃไนˆไธ€็žฌ้—ด๏ผŒไธ€ๅˆ‡้ƒฝๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๆ›ด็ฎ€ๅ•ไบ†ใ€‚

    Some call it informal, even chaotic and dare I say even โ€œuncleanโ€. But others know; street food is where the city’s heart beats loudest.

    ๆœ‰ไบ›ไบบ็งฐๅฎƒไธบ้žๆญฃๅผ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆททไนฑ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็”š่‡ณๆ•ข่ฏดโ€œไธๅนฒๅ‡€โ€ใ€‚ ไฝ†ๅ…ถไป–ไบบ็Ÿฅ้“๏ผ›่ก—ๅคดๅฐๅƒๆ˜ฏๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅฟƒ่ทณๆœ€ๅ“ไบฎ็š„ๅœฐๆ–นใ€‚

    In a world of apps and algorithms, where tastes are curated and meals can arrive without human interaction, Nanjingโ€™s street food vendors offer something raw, immediate, and deeply human.

    ๅœจไธ€ๅ€‹็”ฑๆ‡‰็”จ็จ‹ๅผๅ’Œ็ฎ—ๆณ•็ต„ๆˆ็š„ไธ–็•Œ้‡Œ๏ผŒๅฃๅ‘ณๆ˜ฏ็ฒพๅฟƒ็ญ–ๅŠƒ็š„๏ผŒ้ฃฏ่œๅฏไปฅๅœจๆฒ’ๆœ‰ไบบ้š›ไบ’ๅ‹•็š„ๆƒ…ๆณไธ‹ๅˆฐ้”๏ผŒๅ—ไบฌ็š„่ก—้ ญ้ฃŸๅ“ไพ›ๆ‡‰ๅ•†ๆไพ›ไบ†ไธ€ไบ›ๅŽŸๅง‹ใ€็›ดๆŽฅๅ’Œๆทฑๅˆป็š„ไบบๆ€ง็š„ๆฑ่ฅฟใ€‚

  • 3 Taxi Drivers, 3 Journeys; Connecting Us, Connecting Our City

    3 Taxi Drivers, 3 Journeys; Connecting Us, Connecting Our City

    High time we put down our phones and looked through to the front of the taxis weโ€™re sat in. Behind the wheel, every driver has a story; a reflection of resilience, adaptation, and the pulse of a changing China. I took the opportunity to speak with three taxi drivers from different walks of life to uncover their experiences navigating Nanjingโ€™s ever-evolving streets. In many ways, taxi drivers are the silent witnesses to the city’s transformation, their vehicles rolling archives of shifting times and personal struggles.

    ๆ˜ฏๆ—ถๅ€™ๆ”พไธ‹ๆ‰‹ๆœบ๏ผŒ็œ‹็€ๆˆ‘ไปฌๅ็š„ๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๅ‰้ขไบ†ใ€‚ ๅœจๆ–นๅ‘็›˜ๅŽ้ข๏ผŒๆฏไธชๅธๆœบ้ƒฝๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชๆ•…ไบ‹๏ผ›ๅๆ˜ ไบ†ๅคๅŽŸๅŠ›ใ€้€‚ๅบ”ๆ€งๅ’Œไธๆ–ญๅ˜ๅŒ–็š„ไธญๅ›ฝ่„‰ๆใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅ€ŸๆญคๆœบไผšไธŽๆฅ่‡ชๅ„่กŒๅ„ไธš็š„ไธ‰ไฝๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๅธๆœบ่ฟ›่กŒไบ†ไบค่ฐˆ๏ผŒไปฅไบ†่งฃไป–ไปฌๅœจๅ—ไบฌไธๆ–ญๅ‘ๅฑ•็š„่ก—้“ไธŠ่ˆช่กŒ็š„็ปๅކใ€‚ ๅœจ่จฑๅคšๆ–น้ข๏ผŒ่จˆ็จ‹่ปŠๅธๆฉŸๆ˜ฏๅŸŽๅธ‚่ฝ‰ๅž‹็š„้ป˜้ป˜่ฆ‹่ญ‰่€…๏ผŒไป–ๅ€‘็š„่ปŠ่ผ›ๆปพๅ‹•่‘—ไธๆ–ท่ฎŠๅŒ–็š„ๆ™‚ไปฃๅ’Œๅ€‹ไบบ้ฌฅ็ˆญ็š„ๆช”ๆกˆใ€‚

    Mr. Zhao: The Veteranย 
    Taxi: Yellow EV
    Location: Gulou

    ่ตตๅ…ˆ็”Ÿ๏ผš่€ๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆ๏ผš้ป„่‰ฒEVๅœฐ็‚น๏ผš้ผ“ๆฅผ

    With over 25 years in the driverโ€™s seat, Mr. Zhao has witnessed Nanjing transform. โ€œThe roads were quieter, the skyline lower,โ€ he recalls. Having started his career when taxis were less common on the road, more of a novelty so to speak, he has adapted to everything from digital fare payments to app-based ride-hailing platforms.

    ่ตตๅ…ˆ็”Ÿๅœจ้ฉพ้ฉถๅบงๅทฅไฝœไบ†25ๅคšๅนด๏ผŒ่ง่ฏไบ†ๅ—ไบฌ็š„่ฝฌๅ˜ใ€‚ โ€œ้“่ทฏๆ›ดๅฎ‰้™๏ผŒๅคฉ้™…็บฟๆ›ดไฝŽ๏ผŒโ€ไป–ๅ›žๅฟ†้“ใ€‚ ไป–็š„่Œไธš็”Ÿๆถฏๅง‹ไบŽๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๅœจ่ทฏไธŠไธ้‚ฃไนˆๅธธ่ง๏ผŒๅฏไปฅ่ฏดๆ›ดๅƒๆ˜ฏไธ€็งๆ–ฐๅฅ‡๏ผŒไป–้€‚ๅบ”ไบ†ไปŽๆ•ฐๅญ—็ฅจไปทๆ”ฏไป˜ๅˆฐๅŸบไบŽๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ็š„ๆ‹ผ่ฝฆๅนณๅฐ็š„ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใ€‚

    Despite the changes, some things remain constant; his deep knowledge of the city and his ability to avoid those much-chagrined traffic jams. Not often encountered by taxi drivers these days is also his appreciation for a good conversation. โ€œPassengers are important to me. Not many people will chat to drivers anymore, but when they do, it puts a smile on my face,โ€ he says, recounting a recent ride where an elderly woman shared her memories of a local Nanjing delicacies; probably long gone by now. Mid-ride, he even recited a Tang Dynasty poem about the Stone City, taking the time to remind me of how much history flows through this city. โ€œSometimes, I feel that every day I drive through the same roads, but every year, the city outside changesโ€, he says with a nostalgic smile.

    ๅฐฝ็ฎกๅ‘็”Ÿไบ†ๅ˜ๅŒ–๏ผŒไฝ†ๆœ‰ไบ›ไบ‹ๆƒ…ไป็„ถไฟๆŒไธๅ˜๏ผ›ไป–ๅฏน่ฟ™ๅบงๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๆทฑๅ…ฅไบ†่งฃไปฅๅŠไป–้ฟๅ…้‚ฃไบ›้žๅธธๆฒฎไธง็š„ไบค้€šๅ ตๅกž็š„่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ไบ›ๅคฉๆฅ๏ผŒๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๅธๆœบๅพˆๅฐ‘้‡ๅˆฐ็š„ไนŸๆ˜ฏไป–ๅฏน่‰ฏๅฅฝๅฏน่ฏ็š„ๆฌฃ่ตใ€‚ โ€œไน˜ๅฎขๅฏนๆˆ‘ๆฅ่ฏดๅพˆ้‡่ฆใ€‚ ไธๅ†ๆœ‰ๅคšๅฐ‘ไบบไผšๅ’Œๅธๆœบ่Šๅคฉไบ†๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฝ“ไป–ไปฌ่ฟ™ๆ ทๅšๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„่„ธไธŠ้œฒๅ‡บไบ†็ฌ‘ๅฎน๏ผŒโ€ไป–่ฏด๏ผŒไป–่ฎฒ่ฟฐไบ†ๆœ€่ฟ‘็š„ไธ€ๆฌก้ช‘่กŒ๏ผŒไธ€ไฝ่€ๅนดๅฆ‡ๅฅณๅˆ†ไบซไบ†ๅฅนๅฏนๅฝ“ๅœฐๅ—ไบฌ็พŽ้ฃŸ็š„ๅ›žๅฟ†๏ผ›็Žฐๅœจๅฏ่ƒฝๆ—ฉๅทฒ่ฟ‡ๅŽปใ€‚ ไธญ้€”๏ผŒไป–็”š่‡ณ่ƒŒ่ฏตไบ†ไธ€้ฆ–ๅ…ณไบŽ็ŸณๅŸŽ็š„ๅ”ๆœ่ฏ—๏ผŒ่Šฑๆ—ถ้—ดๆ้†’ๆˆ‘่ฟ™ๅบงๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆœ‰ๅคšๅฐ‘ๅކๅฒใ€‚ ไป–ๅธฆ็€ๆ€€ๆ—ง็š„ๅพฎ็ฌ‘่ฏด๏ผšโ€œๆœ‰ๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ง‰ๅพ—ๆˆ‘ๆฏๅคฉๅผ€่ฝฆ้ƒฝไผš่ตฐๅŒๆ ท็š„่ทฏ๏ผŒไฝ†ๆฏๅนด๏ผŒๅค–้ข็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚้ƒฝไผšๆ”นๅ˜ใ€‚โ€

    Ms. Lin: The Single Motherย 
    Taxi: Green EV
    Location: Qinhuai

    ๆž—ๅฅณๅฃซ๏ผšๅ•่บซๆฏไบฒๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆ๏ผš็ปฟ่‰ฒEVๅœฐ็‚น๏ผš็งฆๆทฎ

    Lin, driving a taxi is more than just a job; itโ€™s a means of independence. She explains that as a single mum raising a teenage son, she chose the profession for its flexible hours. โ€œItโ€™s not easyโ€, she admits. โ€œLate nights can be tough, but it allows me to be there for my son when he needs me, especially with homework.โ€

    Lin๏ผŒๅผ€ๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏไธ€ไปฝๅทฅไฝœ๏ผ›ๅฎƒๆ˜ฏไธ€็ง็‹ฌ็ซ‹็š„ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ€‚ ๅฅน่งฃ้‡Š่ฏด๏ผŒไฝœไธบไธ€ๅๆŠšๅ…ปๅๅ‡ ๅฒๅ„ฟๅญ็š„ๅ•่บซๆฏไบฒ๏ผŒๅฅน้€‰ๆ‹ฉ่ฟ™ไธช่Œไธšๆ˜ฏๅ› ไธบๅทฅไฝœๆ—ถ้—ด็ตๆดปใ€‚ โ€œ่ฟ™ๅนถไธๅฎนๆ˜“โ€๏ผŒๅฅนๆ‰ฟ่ฎคใ€‚ โ€œๆทฑๅคœๅฏ่ƒฝๅพˆ่‰ฐ้šพ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฎƒๅ…่ฎธๆˆ‘ๅœจๅ„ฟๅญ้œ€่ฆๆˆ‘็š„ๆ—ถๅ€™้™ชไผดไป–๏ผŒๅฐคๅ…ถๆ˜ฏๅšไฝœไธšใ€‚โ€

    You can almost imagine the taxi as her second home; clean and immaculate but with a sense of pride, where she mentions that her usual passengers are hurried businesspeople shooting across the city to star-crossed university students out on their first dates. โ€œSome never look up from their phones, but the odd passenger will talk about their jobs, their holidays and their families. It reminds me that weโ€™re all just human.โ€ 

    ไฝ ๅ‡ ไนŽๅฏไปฅๆƒณ่ฑกๅ‡บๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๆ˜ฏๅฅน็š„็ฌฌไบŒไธชๅฎถ๏ผ›ๅนฒๅ‡€ๆ•ดๆด๏ผŒไฝ†ๆœ‰ไธ€็ง่‡ช่ฑชๆ„Ÿ๏ผŒๅฅนๆๅˆฐๅฅน้€šๅธธ็š„ไน˜ๅฎขๆ˜ฏๅŒ†ๅŒ†ๅฟ™ๅฟ™็š„ๅ•†ไบบ๏ผŒๅœจ็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌก็บฆไผšๆ—ถ็ฉฟ่ถŠๅŸŽๅธ‚๏ผŒๅ‘็ฉฟ่ถŠๆ˜Ÿๆ˜Ÿ็š„ๅคงๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฐ„ๅ‡ปใ€‚ โ€œๆœ‰ไบ›ไบบไปŽไธไปŽๆ‰‹ๆœบไธŠๆŠฌ่ตทๅคดๆฅ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฅ‡ๆ€ช็š„ไน˜ๅฎขไผš่ฐˆ่ฎบไป–ไปฌ็š„ๅทฅไฝœใ€ๅ‡ๆœŸๅ’Œๅฎถๅบญใ€‚ ๅฎƒๆ้†’ๆˆ‘๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ้ƒฝๅชๆ˜ฏไบบใ€‚โ€

    She talks about how one night recently, she picked up a tearful but drunk young man who had just broken up with his girlfriend. โ€œHe sat in the back, crying. I didnโ€™t say much, just drove him home safely and quietly. Before he got out, he smiled and just said, โ€˜thanksโ€™.โ€ 

    ๅฅน่ซ‡ๅˆฐไบ†ๆœ€่ฟ‘ไธ€ๅคฉๆ™šไธŠ๏ผŒๅฅน้‡ๅˆฐไบ†ไธ€ๅ€‹ๆทšๆตๆปฟ้ขไฝ†ๅ–้†‰็š„ๅนด่ผ•ไบบ๏ผŒไป–ๅ‰›ๅ‰›ๅ’Œๅฅณๆœ‹ๅ‹ๅˆ†ๆ‰‹ใ€‚ โ€œไป–ๅๅœจๅŽ้ข๏ผŒๅ“ญ็€ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๆฒกๆœ‰่ฏดๅคชๅคš๏ผŒๅชๆ˜ฏๅฎ‰ๅ…จ่€Œๅฎ‰้™ๅœฐๅผ€่ฝฆ้€ไป–ๅ›žๅฎถใ€‚ ๅœจไป–ๅ‡บๅŽปไน‹ๅ‰๏ผŒไป–ๅพฎ็ฌ‘็€่ฏด๏ผŒ’่ฐข่ฐข’ใ€‚โ€

    Mr. Wang: The Newcomerย 
    Taxi: Black EVย 
    Location: Jiangning

    ็Ž‹ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿ๏ผšๆ–ฐๆฅ็š„ๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆ๏ผš้ป‘่‰ฒEVๅœฐ็‚น๏ผšๆฑŸๅฎ

    Wang, who left a factory job to become a taxi driver two years ago, is still adjusting to the fast-paced world of ride-hailing platforms. Unlike Zhao, he never knew Nanjing before instant map apps and mobile payments, yet he faces his own challenges: stiff competition on the ride-hailing apps and demanding passengers.

    ไธคๅนดๅ‰็ฆปๅผ€ๅทฅๅŽ‚ๅทฅไฝœๆˆไธบไธ€ๅๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๅธๆœบ็š„็Ž‹ไปๅœจ้€‚ๅบ”ๅฟซ่Š‚ๅฅ็š„ๆ‹ผ่ฝฆๅนณๅฐไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ไธŽ่ตตไธๅŒ๏ผŒๅœจๅณๆ—ถๅœฐๅ›พๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบๅ’Œ็งปๅŠจๆ”ฏไป˜ไน‹ๅ‰๏ผŒไป–ไปŽๆœชไบ†่งฃ่ฟ‡ๅ—ไบฌ๏ผŒไฝ†ไป–้ขไธด็€่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜๏ผšๆ‹ผ่ฝฆๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ็š„ๆฟ€็ƒˆ็ซžไบ‰ๅ’Œ่ฆๆฑ‚่‹›ๅˆป็š„ไน˜ๅฎขใ€‚

    โ€œItโ€™s difficult to stay ahead and not be neijuan (ๅ†…ๅท)โ€, he says. โ€œYou need good ratings, quick responses, and patience.โ€ He says all of this while glancing at his phone screen, with one eye on the road of course. He sighs, adjusting his rearview mirror. โ€œSome days are hard; long hours, low fares.โ€ 

    ไป–่ฏด๏ผšโ€œไฟๆŒ้ข†ๅ…ˆ่€Œไธๆˆไธบๅ†…ๅทๆ˜ฏๅพˆ้šพ็š„ใ€‚โ€ โ€œไฝ ้œ€่ฆ่‰ฏๅฅฝ็š„่ฏ„ๅˆ†ใ€ๅฟซ้€Ÿ็š„ๅ›žๅบ”ๅ’Œ่€ๅฟƒใ€‚โ€ ไป–ไธ€่พน่ฏด็€่ฟ™ไธ€ๅˆ‡๏ผŒไธ€่พน็žฅไบ†ไธ€็œผๆ‰‹ๆœบๅฑๅน•๏ผŒๅฝ“็„ถไธ€ๅช็œผ็›็›ฏ็€่ทฏใ€‚ ไป–ๅนไบ†ๅฃๆฐ”๏ผŒ่ฐƒๆ•ด็€ๅŽ่ง†้•œใ€‚ โ€œๆœ‰ไบ›ๆ—ฅๅญๅพˆ่‰ฐ้šพ๏ผ›ๅทฅไฝœๆ—ถ้—ด้•ฟ๏ผŒ็ฅจไปทไฝŽใ€‚โ€

    But he gets a little more excited explaining how he likes to pick up passengers from Nanjing South Railway Station. He tells me he drove a family who had just arrived in Nanjing from a small rural town for the holidays. โ€œThe kids kept pointing at the tall buildings, amazed. It reminded me of how I felt when I first came to the city. Thereโ€™s always something new to discover.โ€

    ไฝ†ไป–ๆ›ดๅ…ดๅฅ‹ๅœฐ่งฃ้‡Šไบ†ไป–ๅ–œๆฌขไปŽๅ—ไบฌๅ—็ซ™ๆŽฅไน˜ๅฎข็š„ๆ–นๅผใ€‚ ไป–ๅ‘Š่ฏ‰ๆˆ‘๏ผŒไป–ๅผ€่ฝฆ้€ไบ†ไธ€ไธชๅˆšไปŽๅ†œๆ‘ๅฐ้•‡ๅˆฐๅ—ไบฌ่ฟ‡่Š‚็š„ๅฎถๅบญใ€‚ โ€œๅญฉๅญไปฌไธ€็›ดๆŒ‡็€้ซ˜ๆฅผ๏ผŒๅพˆๆƒŠ่ฎถใ€‚ ่ฟ™่ฎฉๆˆ‘ๆƒณ่ตทไบ†ๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌกๆฅๅˆฐ่ฟ™ไธชๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆ—ถ็š„ๆ„Ÿๅ—ใ€‚ ๆ€ปๆœ‰ไธ€ไบ›ๆ–ฐ็š„ไธœ่ฅฟๅฏไปฅๅ‘็Žฐใ€‚โ€

    The Roads They Travel

    ไป–ไปฌๆ—…่กŒ็š„้“่ทฏ

    Despite their differences, all three drivers exemplified one thing; Nanjingโ€™s roads are more than just tarmac and traffic. They are just one part of the circulatory system ferrying around the lifeblood of the city. 

    ๅฐฝ็ฎกไป–ไปฌๅญ˜ๅœจๅˆ†ๆญง๏ผŒไฝ†่ฟ™ไธ‰ไฝๅธๆœบ้ƒฝไฝ“็Žฐไบ†ไธ€ไปถไบ‹๏ผ›ๅ—ไบฌ็š„้“่ทฏไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏๆŸๆฒน่ทฏๅ’Œไบค้€šใ€‚ ๅฎƒไปฌๅชๆ˜ฏ็Žฏ็ป•ๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ‘ฝ่„‰็š„ๅพช็Žฏ็ณป็ปŸ็š„ไธ€้ƒจๅˆ†ใ€‚

    Their cars are not just mere vehicles, but spaces where there are fleeting moments of connection, where sometimes laughter and understanding can take place.

    ไป–ไปฌ็š„ๆฑฝ่ฝฆไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏ่ฝฆ่พ†๏ผŒ่€Œๆ˜ฏๆœ‰่ฝฌ็žฌๅณ้€็š„่ฟžๆŽฅๆ—ถๅˆป็š„็ฉบ้—ด๏ผŒๆœ‰ๆ—ถๅฏไปฅๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œๅ‘็”Ÿ็ฌ‘ๅฃฐๅ’Œ็†่งฃใ€‚

    As passengers, we often see taxis as part of that collective convenience that makes life run smoothly here in China. But theyโ€™re not just a way to get from one place to another. Behind every app screen or even the ticking meter is a person with their own journey; some long, some just beginning. 

    ไฝœไธบไน˜ๅฎข๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ็ปๅธธๅฐ†ๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆ่ง†ไธบ้›†ไฝ“ไพฟๅˆฉ็š„ไธ€้ƒจๅˆ†๏ผŒไฝฟไธญๅ›ฝ็š„็”Ÿๆดป้กบๅˆฉ่ฟ›่กŒใ€‚ ไฝ†ๅฎƒไปฌไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏไปŽไธ€ไธชๅœฐๆ–นๅˆฐๅฆไธ€ไธชๅœฐๆ–น็š„ไธ€็งๆ–นๅผใ€‚ ๅœจๆฏไธชๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบๅฑๅน•็”š่‡ณๆปด็ญ”ๅ™จๅŽ้ข้ƒฝๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชไบบๅธฆ็€่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆ—…็จ‹๏ผ›ๆœ‰ไบ›ๆ˜ฏๆผซ้•ฟ็š„ๆ—…็จ‹๏ผŒๆœ‰ไบ›ๅชๆ˜ฏๅผ€ๅง‹ใ€‚

    Perhaps the next time you step into a taxi, youโ€™ll take a moment to look beyond the phone screen or the neighbouring window and appreciate the story waiting to be told. Paraphrasing Virginia Woolf, cities and people are always shifting, in a constant state of flux. 

    ไนŸ่ฎธไธ‹ๆฌกไฝ ่ตฐ่ฟ›ๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆๆ—ถ๏ผŒไฝ ไผš่Šฑ็‚นๆ—ถ้—ด็œ‹ๆ‰‹ๆœบๅฑๅน•ๆˆ–ๆ—่พน็š„็ช—ๆˆท๏ผŒๆฌฃ่ต็ญ‰ๅพ…่ฎฒ่ฟฐ็š„ๆ•…ไบ‹ใ€‚ ่ฝฌ่ฟฐๅผ—ๅ‰ๅฐผไบšยทไผๅฐ”ๅคซ็š„่ฏ๏ผŒๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ’Œไบบๆฐ‘ๆ€ปๆ˜ฏๅœจๅ˜ๅŒ–๏ผŒๅค„ไบŽไธๆ–ญๅ˜ๅŒ–็š„็Šถๆ€ใ€‚

    But in the backseats of taxis, we catch glimpses of something more permanent; stories, moments, and the quiet hum of a city that never stops moving. We know weโ€™re a small part of the larger story.

    ไฝ†ๅœจๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆ็š„ๅŽๅบงไธŠ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ็žฅ่งไบ†ไธ€ไบ›ๆ›ดๆฐธไน…็š„ไธœ่ฅฟ๏ผ›ๆ•…ไบ‹ใ€ๆ—ถๅˆปๅ’Œๆฐธไธๅœๆญข็งปๅŠจ็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๅฎ‰้™ๅ—กๅ—กๅฃฐใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไปฌ็Ÿฅ้“ๆˆ‘ไปฌๆ˜ฏๅคงๆ•…ไบ‹็š„ไธ€ๅฐ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ€‚

  • How a Leap of Faith Rewrote My Lifeโ€™s Map

    How a Leap of Faith Rewrote My Lifeโ€™s Map

    • Unexpected Journey: A fiery university essay led to a cultural exchange in China, sparking a decade-long adventure filled with discovery and adaptation.
    • Cultural Immersion: From Beijingโ€™s history to Chengduโ€™s spice, Xiโ€™anโ€™s ancient walls, and Shanghaiโ€™s modernity, China offered a blend of awe and challenge.
    • Life in China: Early struggles with smog, teaching, and homesickness were balanced by small joysโ€”studentsโ€™ laughter, street food, and misty mountain hikes.
    • A Decade Later: Now rooted in China, married, and embracing local life, the author reflects on belonging as a series of leaps into the unknown.

    โ€œWhy did you come to China?โ€

    โ€œไฝ ไธบไป€ไนˆๆฅไธญๅ›ฝ๏ผŸโ€

    Itโ€™s a question Iโ€™ve been asked countless times over the past decade, by students, friends and strangers alike. The answer, like the country itself, is a tapestry of contradictions: equal parts serendipity, rebellion and a hunger for the unknown.

    ๅœจ่ฟ‡ๅŽป็š„ๅๅนด้‡Œ๏ผŒๅญฆ็”Ÿใ€ๆœ‹ๅ‹ๅ’Œ้™Œ็”Ÿไบบ้ƒฝ้—ฎ่ฟ‡ๆˆ‘ๆ— ๆ•ฐๆฌก่ฟ™ไธช้—ฎ้ข˜ใ€‚ ็ญ”ๆกˆๅ’Œๅ›ฝๅฎถๆœฌ่บซไธ€ๆ ท๏ผŒๆ˜ฏไธ€ๅน…็Ÿ›็›พ็š„ๆŒ‚ๆฏฏ๏ผšๅถ็„ถใ€ๅ›้€†ๅ’Œๅฏนๆœช็Ÿฅ็š„ๆธดๆœ›็ญ‰ๅˆ†ใ€‚

    Rewind to 2014. There I was, a final-year university student in the UK, scribbling a fiery critique of my universityโ€™s Eurocentric English and History curriculum. Little did I know that scathing essay would become my golden ticket to Sichuan Universityโ€™s cultural exchange programme. My argument? Simple; I knew almost nothing about China, and that faraway, mystical land had barely graced my education. That, I declared, was precisely why I needed to go.

    ๅ€’้€€ๅˆฐ2014ๅนดใ€‚ ๅœจ้‚ฃ้‡Œ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆ˜ฏไธ€ๅ่‹ฑๅ›ฝๅคงๅญฆๆœ€ๅŽไธ€ๅนด็š„ๅญฆ็”Ÿ๏ผŒๅฏนๆˆ‘ๅคงๅญฆ็š„ๆฌงๆดฒไธญๅฟƒไธปไน‰่‹ฑ่ฏญๅ’Œๅކๅฒ่ฏพ็จ‹่ฟ›่กŒไบ†ๆฟ€็ƒˆ็š„ๆ‰น่ฏ„ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไธ็Ÿฅ้“่ฟ™็ฏ‡ๆ‚ฅๅ‚ฅ็š„ๆ–‡็ซ ไผšๆˆไธบๆˆ‘ๅ‚ๅŠ ๅ››ๅทๅคงๅญฆๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไบคๆต้กน็›ฎ็š„้‡‘็ฅจใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็š„่ฎบ็‚น๏ผŸ ๅพˆ็ฎ€ๅ•๏ผ›ๆˆ‘ๅฏนไธญๅ›ฝๅ‡ ไนŽไธ€ๆ— ๆ‰€็Ÿฅ๏ผŒ้‚ฃ็‰‡้ฅ่ฟœ็š„็ฅž็ง˜ๅœŸๅœฐๅ‡ ไนŽๆฒกๆœ‰่ฃ…้ฅฐ่ฟ‡ๆˆ‘็š„ๆ•™่‚ฒใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅฎฃ็งฐ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆญฃๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘้œ€่ฆๅŽป็š„ๅŽŸๅ› ใ€‚

    The irony? My housemates; far more qualified, in their eyes; had also applied. When they didnโ€™t make the cut, those friendships crumbled and turned stale. But as I boarded my first long-haul flight; the farthest Iโ€™d ever strayed from home; I felt no guilt, only the electric anticipation of an adventure of a lifetime.

    ่ฎฝๅˆบ๏ผŸ ๆˆ‘็š„ๅฎคๅ‹๏ผ›ๅœจไป–ไปฌ็œผไธญ๏ผŒๆ›ดๅˆๆ ผ๏ผ›ไนŸ็”ณ่ฏทไบ†ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ไป–ไปฌๆฒก่ƒฝๆˆๅŠŸๆ—ถ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไบ›ๅ‹่ฐŠๅฐฑๅดฉๆบƒไบ†๏ผŒๅ˜ๅพ—้™ˆๆ—งไบ†ใ€‚ ไฝ†ๆ˜ฏ๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆˆ‘็™ปไธŠๆˆ‘็š„็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌก้•ฟ้€”่ˆช็ญๆ—ถ๏ผ›่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘็ฆปๅฎถๆœ€่ฟœ็š„ไธ€ๆฌก๏ผ›ๆˆ‘ๆฒกๆœ‰ๆ„Ÿๅˆฐๅ†…็–š๏ผŒๅชๅฏนไธ€็”Ÿ็š„ๅ†’้™ฉๅ……ๆปกๆœŸๅพ…ใ€‚

    China greeted me like a slap of Sichuan peppercorns: thrilling, disorienting, and impossible to forget. Beijing was my first stop, and it felt like stepping into a living history book. Beijingโ€™s imperial grandeur left me breathless, the Forbidden Cityโ€™s crimson gates loomed like portals to another era, while the Great Wall snaked across mountains, daring me to imagine the centuries of footsteps that had worn its stones smooth.

    ไธญๅ›ฝๅƒๅ››ๅท่ƒกๆค’็ฒ’ไธ€ๅทดๆŽŒไธ€ๆ ท่ฟŽๆŽฅๆˆ‘๏ผšๆƒŠๅฟƒๅŠจ้ญ„ใ€่ฟทๅคฑๆ–นๅ‘๏ผŒ่ฎฉไบบ้šพไปฅๅฟ˜ๆ‡ทใ€‚ ๅŒ—ไบฌๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘็š„็ฌฌไธ€็ซ™๏ผŒๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๅฐฑๅƒ่ธๅ…ฅไธ€ๆœฌๆดป็”Ÿ็”Ÿ็š„ๅކๅฒไนฆใ€‚ ๅŒ—ไบฌ็š„็š‡ๅฎถๅฎไผŸ่ฎฉๆˆ‘ๅ–˜ไธ่ฟ‡ๆฐ”ๆฅ๏ผŒๆ•…ๅฎซ็š„ๆทฑ็บข่‰ฒๅคง้—จๅƒ้€šๅพ€ๅฆไธ€ไธชๆ—ถไปฃ็š„้—จๆˆทไธ€ๆ ท่‹ฅ้š่‹ฅ็Žฐ๏ผŒ่€Œ้•ฟๅŸŽ่œฟ่œ’็ฉฟ่ฟ‡็พคๅฑฑ๏ผŒ่ฎฉๆˆ‘ๆ•ขๆƒณ่ฑกๅ‡ ไธชไธ–็บช็š„่„šๆญฅๅฃฐ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไบ›่„šๆญฅๅฃฐไฝฟๅฎƒ็š„็Ÿณๅคดๅ˜ๅพ—ๅ…‰ๆป‘ใ€‚

    Then came Chengdu, the spice capital of the world. In between the cultural exchange programme events, I remember my first encounter with hot pot was less of a meal and more of a baptism by fire. 

    ็„ถๅŽๆ˜ฏไธ–็•Œ้ฆ™ๆ–™ไน‹้ƒฝๆˆ้ƒฝใ€‚ ๅœจๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไบคๆต้กน็›ฎๆดปๅŠจไน‹้—ด๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ฎฐๅพ—ๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌกๆŽฅ่งฆ็ซ้”…ไธŽๅ…ถ่ฏดๆ˜ฏไธ€้กฟ้ฅญ๏ผŒไธๅฆ‚่ฏดๆ˜ฏ็ซๆด—็คผใ€‚

    I remember sitting at a crowded table of university students, my face flushed, tears streaming down my cheeks as I braved my first taste of mala broth. 

    ๆˆ‘่ฎฐๅพ—ๆˆ‘ๅๅœจไธ€ๅผ ๆ‹ฅๆŒค็š„ๅคงๅญฆ็”ŸๆกŒๅญๆ—๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌกๅฐๅˆฐ้ฉฌๆ‹‰่‚‰ๆฑคๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„่„ธๆถจๅพ—้€š็บข๏ผŒ็œผๆณช้กบ็€่„ธ้ขŠๆตไธ‹ๆฅใ€‚

    The Sichuan University students laughed,not unkindly, and handed me a tissue. It was my first lesson in the warmth and hospitality that would come to define my time in China.

    ๅ››ๅทๅคงๅญฆ็š„ๅญฆ็”Ÿ็ฌ‘ไบ†๏ผŒๅนถไธไธๅ‹ๅฅฝ๏ผŒ้€’็ป™ๆˆ‘ไธ€ๅผ ็บธๅทพใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌกๅญฆๅˆฐ็š„็ƒญๆƒ…ๅ’Œๅฅฝๅฎข๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๅฐ†ๅ†ณๅฎšๆˆ‘ๅœจไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ๆ—ถๅ…‰ใ€‚

    Xiโ€™an was our next stop, with its ancient city walls and the awe-inspiring Terracotta Warriors. Iโ€™ll never forget the surreal feeling of cycling atop those walls, the wind in my hair, the history beneath my wheels. And then there was our final destination: Shanghai, a city that felt like Iโ€™d stepped into the future. The neon rivers flowed beneath skyscrapers that whispered of futures I couldnโ€™t yet imagine.

    ่ฅฟๅฎ‰ๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ไธ‹ไธ€็ซ™๏ผŒ้‚ฃ้‡Œๆœ‰ๅค่€็š„ๅŸŽๅข™ๅ’Œไปคไบบๆ•ฌ็•็š„ๅ…ต้ฉฌไฟ‘ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๆฐธ่ฟœไธไผšๅฟ˜่ฎฐๅœจ้‚ฃไบ›ๅข™ๅฃไธŠ้ช‘่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ็š„่ถ…็Žฐๅฎžๆ„Ÿ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅคดๅ‘ไธŠ็š„้ฃŽ๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ฝฆ่ฝฎไธ‹็š„ๅކๅฒใ€‚ ็„ถๅŽๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๆœ€็ปˆ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐ๏ผšไธŠๆตท๏ผŒไธ€ๅบงๅŸŽๅธ‚๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฅฝๅƒ่ธๅ…ฅไบ†ๆœชๆฅใ€‚ ้œ“่™นๆฒณๆตๅœจๆ‘ฉๅคฉๅคงๆฅผไธ‹ๆตๆทŒ๏ผŒไฝŽ่ฏญ็€ๆˆ‘ๆ— ๆณ•ๆƒณ่ฑก็š„ๆœชๆฅใ€‚

    For 4 weeks, I ricocheted between awe and overload. Backpacking and travelling veterans in our university group swapped tales of European hostels and adventures, while I, a wide-eyed newbie, soaked it all in. By the time we flew home, I was irrevocably changed.

    4ไธชๆ˜ŸๆœŸไปฅๆฅ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅœจๆ•ฌ็•ๅ’Œ่ถ…่ดŸ่ทไน‹้—ดๅผน่ทณใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไปฌๅคงๅญฆๅฐ็ป„็š„่ƒŒๅŒ…ๆ—…่กŒๅ’Œๆ—…่กŒ่€ๆ‰‹ไปฌไบคๆขไบ†ๆฌงๆดฒๆ—…้ฆ†ๅ’Œๅ†’้™ฉ็š„ๆ•…ไบ‹๏ผŒ่€Œๆˆ‘๏ผŒไธ€ไธช็ๅคง็œผ็›็š„ๆ–ฐๆ‰‹๏ผŒๆฒ‰ๆตธๅœจๅ…ถไธญใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ไปฌ้ฃžๅ›žๅฎถๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅ‘็”Ÿไบ†ไธๅฏๆŒฝๅ›ž็š„ๆ”นๅ˜ใ€‚

    Reality hit hard post-graduation. No postgraduate studies lined up, no plan, and a firm aversion to teaching in UK state schools; just a gnawing restlessness. Sitting in a pub with my parents, still clad in my graduation gown, I blurted out a half-baked idea Iโ€™d been nursing since returning from China: โ€œWhat if I teach in Chinaโ€ฆ for six months?โ€ Their response? A grin and a challenge: โ€œWhy not stay longer?โ€

    ๆฏ•ไธšๅŽ๏ผŒ็Žฐๅฎžๅ—ๅˆฐไบ†ๆฒ‰้‡็š„ๆ‰“ๅ‡ปใ€‚ ๆฒกๆœ‰็ ”็ฉถ็”Ÿๅญฆไน ๏ผŒๆฒกๆœ‰่ฎกๅˆ’๏ผŒๅฏนๅœจ่‹ฑๅ›ฝๅ…ฌ็ซ‹ๅญฆๆ กๆ•™ไนฆ็š„ๅšๅ†ณๅŽŒๆถ๏ผ›ๅชๆ˜ฏไธ€็งๅ•ƒๅ’ฌ็š„ไธๅฎ‰ใ€‚ ๅ’Œ็ˆถๆฏๅๅœจ้…’ๅง้‡Œ๏ผŒไป็„ถ็ฉฟ็€ๆฏ•ไธš็คผๆœ๏ผŒๆˆ‘่„ฑๅฃ่€Œๅ‡บไธ€ไธชไปŽไธญๅ›ฝๅ›žๆฅๅŽไธ€็›ดๅœจๅŸนๅ…ป็š„ๅŠ็”Ÿไธ็†Ÿ็š„ๆƒณๆณ•๏ผšโ€œๅฆ‚ๆžœๆˆ‘ๅœจไธญๅ›ฝๆ•™ไนฆ……ๅ…ญไธชๆœˆๅ‘ข๏ผŸโ€ ไป–ไปฌ็š„ๅ›žๅบ”๏ผŸ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ๅ’ŒๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜๏ผšโ€œไธบไป€ไนˆไธๅคšๅ‘†ไธ€ไผšๅ„ฟๅ‘ข๏ผŸโ€

    10 years later, Iโ€™m still here.

    10ๅนดๅŽ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไป็„ถๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œใ€‚

    Letโ€™s be clear: this isnโ€™t a fairy tale. My early years in Chengdu were a crash course in adaptation. Those first winters were brutal, not just for the cold but for the smog that blanketed the city like a thick, grey quilt. I remember days when I couldnโ€™t see the building across the street from my apartment, let alone the sun. It was isolating, a stark reminder of the trade offs Iโ€™d made for this new life.

    ่ฎฉๆˆ‘ไปฌ่ฏดๆธ…ๆฅš๏ผš่ฟ™ไธๆ˜ฏ็ซฅ่ฏๆ•…ไบ‹ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅœจๆˆ้ƒฝ็š„ๆ—ฉๅนดๆ˜ฏ้€‚ๅบ”็š„้€Ÿๆˆ่ฏพ็จ‹ใ€‚ ้‚ฃไบ›็ฌฌไธ€ไธชๅ†ฌๅคฉๆ˜ฏๆฎ‹้…ท็š„๏ผŒไธไป…ๅ› ไธบๅฏ’ๅ†ท๏ผŒ่€Œไธ”ๅ› ไธบ็ƒŸ้›พๅƒๅŽšๅŽš็š„็ฐ่‰ฒ่ขซๅญไธ€ๆ ท็ฌผ็ฝฉ็€ๅŸŽๅธ‚ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘่ฎฐๅพ—้‚ฃไบ›ๆ—ฅๅญ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็œ‹ไธๅˆฐๅ…ฌๅฏ“่ก—ๅฐ้ข็š„ๅคงๆจ“๏ผŒๆ›ดไธ็”จ่ชชๅคช้™ฝไบ†ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๅญค็ซ‹็š„๏ผŒไธฅ้…ทๅœฐๆ้†’ๆˆ‘ไธบ่ฟ™ไธชๆ–ฐ็”Ÿๆดปๆ‰€ๅš็š„ๆƒ่กกใ€‚

    Work burnout left me questioning my choices, needless to say, my very first day of teaching fell on one of those dreaded Saturday make-up days; a concept I hadnโ€™t even known existed. I stood in front of a classroom of sceptical teenagers, a battered copy of some textbook clutched in my hands, and I wondered what on Earth Iโ€™d got myself into. There were days when the workload felt overwhelming, when the cultural differences left me feeling like an outsider, and I remember when the homesickness hit like a tidal wave on that very first Christmas away from home.

    ๅทฅไฝœๅ€ฆๆ€ ่ฎ“ๆˆ‘่ณช็–‘่‡ชๅทฑ็š„้€‰ๆ‹ฉ๏ผŒไธ็”จ่ชช๏ผŒๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๅคฉ็š„ๆ•™ๅญฆๆ˜ฏๅœจ้‚ฃไบ›ๅฏๆ€•็š„ๅ‘จๅ…ญ่ฃœไธŠ๏ผ›ๆˆ‘็”š่‡ณไธ็Ÿฅ้“ๅญ˜ๅœจ็š„ๆฆ‚ๅฟตใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็ซ™ๅœจไธ€ไธช็”ฑๆŒๆ€€็–‘ๆ€ๅบฆ็š„้’ๅฐ‘ๅนด็ป„ๆˆ็š„ๆ•™ๅฎคๅ‰๏ผŒๆ‰‹้‡Œๆ‹ฟ็€ไธ€ๆœฌ็ ดๆ—ง็š„ๆ•™็ง‘ไนฆ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆƒณ็Ÿฅ้“ๆˆ‘ๅˆฐๅบ•้™ทๅ…ฅไบ†ไป€ไนˆใ€‚ ๆœ‰ไบ›ๆ—ถๅ€™๏ผŒๅทฅไฝœ้‡่ฎฉไบบไธ็Ÿฅๆ‰€ๆŽช๏ผŒๆ–‡ๅŒ–ๅทฎๅผ‚่ฎฉๆˆ‘่ง‰ๅพ—่‡ชๅทฑๅƒไธชๅฑ€ๅค–ไบบ๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ฎฐๅพ—ๅœจ็ฆปๅผ€ๅฎถ็š„็ฌฌไธ€ไธชๅœฃ่ฏž่Š‚๏ผŒๆ€ไนกไน‹ๆƒ…ๅƒๆตทๅ•ธไธ€ๆ ท่ขญๅ‡ปใ€‚

    Little needs to be mentioned about what happened from January 2020 onwards. Yet, even on the toughest days, that initial spark; the thrill of stepping off the plane into Beijingโ€™s cacophony for the first time; still flickers through my memories. I quickly learned to find joy in the small things: the laughter of my students when I butchered a Chinese phrase, the warmth of a street vendorโ€™s smile as she handed me a steaming baozi on my morning commutes, the quiet beauty of a misty morning on a mountain hike.

    ๅ…ณไบŽ2020ๅนด1ๆœˆไปฅๅŽๅ‘็”Ÿ็š„ไบ‹ๆƒ…๏ผŒๅ‡ ไนŽไธ้œ€่ฆๆๅŠใ€‚ ็„ถ่€Œ๏ผŒๅณไฝฟๅœจๆœ€่‰ฐ้šพ็š„ๆ—ฅๅญ้‡Œ๏ผŒๆœ€ๅˆ็š„็ซ่Šฑ๏ผ›็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌกไธ‹้ฃžๆœบ่ฟ›ๅ…ฅๅŒ—ไบฌ็š„ไธๅ’Œ่ฐ็š„ๅฟซๆ„Ÿ๏ผ›ไป็„ถๅœจๆˆ‘็š„่ฎฐๅฟ†ไธญ้—ช็ƒใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅพˆๅฟซๅฐฑๅญฆไผšไบ†ๅœจๅฐไบ‹ไธญๅฏปๆ‰พๅฟซไน๏ผšๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ๅฑ ๅฎฐไธ€ไธชไธญๆ–‡็Ÿญ่ฏญๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„ๅญฆ็”Ÿไปฌ็š„็ฌ‘ๅฃฐ๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ๆ—ฉไธŠ้€šๅ‹คๆ—ถ๏ผŒ่ก—ๅคดๅฐ่ดฉ้€’็ป™ๆˆ‘ไธ€ไธช็ƒญๆฐ”่…พ่…พ็š„ๅŒ…ๅญๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„ๅพฎ็ฌ‘็š„ๆธฉๆš–๏ผŒๅœจๅฑฑไธŠๅพ’ๆญฅๆ—…่กŒไธญ้›พๆฟผๆฟผ็š„ๆ—ฉๆ™จ็š„ๅฎ้™ไน‹็พŽใ€‚

    These days, my life is soundtracked by unexpected rhythms. Iโ€™ve swapped the Southwest of China for the south of the Yangtze. Ten years on, my hair might be thinner, my baggage heavier, but the wonder? Still intact. 

    ่ฟ™ไบ›ๅคฉ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„็”Ÿๆดป่ขซๆ„ๆƒณไธๅˆฐ็š„่Š‚ๅฅๆ‰€้…ไนใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๆŠŠไธญๅ›ฝ่ฅฟๅ—้ƒจๆขๆˆไบ†้•ฟๆฑŸไปฅๅ—ใ€‚ ๅๅนด่ฟ‡ๅŽปไบ†๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„ๅคดๅ‘ๅฏ่ƒฝไผšๅ˜่–„๏ผŒๆˆ‘็š„่กŒๆŽๅฏ่ƒฝไผšๆ›ด้‡๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฅ‡่ฟนๆ˜ฏไป€ไนˆ๏ผŸ ไป็„ถๅฎŒๅฅฝๆ— ๆŸใ€‚

    That initial leap of faith; the decision to trade textbooks for street food stalls and gloomy seminar rooms for misty mountain hikes; was the right one. Over the years, Iโ€™ve learned to navigate the complexities of life in China with a mix of resilience and humour. Iโ€™ve celebrated Spring Festival with my wife; her family welcoming me like one of their own. Iโ€™ve mastered the art of haggling in Mandarin (sort of), and I discovered early on that KTV is the great equaliser, whether youโ€™re belting out something from The Lion King or a classic Chinese ballad.

    ๆœ€ๅˆ็š„ไฟกๅฟƒ้ฃž่ทƒ๏ผ›็”จๆ•™็ง‘ไนฆๆข่ก—ๅคดๅฐๅƒๆ‘Šๅ’Œ้˜ดๆฒ‰็š„็ ”่ฎจไผšๅฎคๆขๅ–้›พๅฑฑๅพ’ๆญฅๆ—…่กŒ็š„ๅ†ณๅฎšๆ˜ฏๆญฃ็กฎ็š„ใ€‚ ๅคšๅนดๆฅ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅญฆไผšไบ†ไปฅๅคๅŽŸๅŠ›ๅ’Œๅนฝ้ป˜็š„ๆ–นๅผ้ฉพ้ฉญไธญๅ›ฝ็”Ÿๆดป็š„ๅคๆ‚ๆ€งใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅ’Œๅฆปๅญไธ€่ตทๅบ†็ฅๆ˜ฅ่Š‚๏ผ›ๅฅน็š„ๅฎถไบบๅƒๆฌข่ฟŽ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๅฎถไบบไธ€ๆ ทๆฌข่ฟŽๆˆ‘ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅทฒ็ปๆŽŒๆกไบ†็”จๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏ๏ผˆๆœ‰็‚น๏ผ‰่ฎจไปท่ฟ˜ไปท็š„่‰บๆœฏ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅพˆๆ—ฉๅฐฑๅ‘็ŽฐKTVๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชไผŸๅคง็š„ๅ‡่กกๅ™จ๏ผŒๆ— ่ฎบไฝ ๆ˜ฏๅ”ฑใ€Š็‹ฎๅญ็Ž‹ใ€‹่ฟ˜ๆ˜ฏไธญๅ›ฝ็ปๅ…ธๆฐ‘่ฐฃใ€‚

    So, why China? Maybe itโ€™s the way a steaming pot of spicy oil can feel like home. Or how a 2,000-year-old wall can make your Sunday stroll feel trivial. Or perhaps itโ€™s the quiet revelation that โ€œbelongingโ€ isnโ€™t a place, but a series of leaps into the unknown.

    ้‚ฃไนˆ๏ผŒไธบไป€ไนˆๆ˜ฏไธญๅ›ฝ๏ผŸ ไนŸ่ฎธ่ฟ™ๅฐฑๆ˜ฏไธ€้”…็ƒญๆฐ”่…พ่…พ็š„่พฃๆฒนๅฏไปฅๅƒๅฎถไธ€ๆ ท็š„ๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ใ€‚ ๆˆ–่€…ไธ€ๅ ตๆœ‰2000ๅนดๅކๅฒ็š„ๅข™ๅฆ‚ไฝ•่ฎฉไฝ ็š„ๅ‘จๆ—ฅๆ•ฃๆญฅๅ˜ๅพ—ๅพฎไธ่ถณ้“ใ€‚ ๆˆ–่€…ไนŸ่ฎธๆ˜ฏๆ‚„ๆ— ๅฃฐๆฏ็š„ๅฏ็คบ๏ผŒโ€œๅฝ’ๅฑžโ€ไธๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชๅœฐๆ–น๏ผŒ่€Œๆ˜ฏไธ€็ณปๅˆ—ๅ‘ๆœช็Ÿฅ็š„้ฃž่ทƒใ€‚

    10 years in, Iโ€™m still taking those leaps. And honestly? 

    10ๅนด่ฟ‡ๅŽปไบ†๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไป็„ถๅœจ้ฃž่ทƒใ€‚ ่€ๅฎž่ฏด๏ผŸ

    I wouldnโ€™t have it any other way.

    ๆˆ‘ๅˆซๆ— ไป–ๆณ•ใ€‚

  • 24 Hour City; How Nanjing Never Sleeps

    24 Hour City; How Nanjing Never Sleeps

    Itโ€™s no understatement that Nanjing, one of Chinaโ€™s oldest cities, wears its history proudly on its shoulders by daytime. Weโ€™ve all seen the photos and visited, probably on numerous occasions, the ancient city walls, the Confucian temple and the Ming dynasty palaces and tombs. These all reflect a storied past. But when the sun dips below the horizon, behind the western mountainous peaks, a different Nanjing comes to life; one that never seems to rest.

    ไธญๅœ‹ๆœ€ๅค่€็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚ไน‹ไธ€ๅ—ไบฌๅœจ็™ฝๅคฉ่‡ช่ฑชๅœฐ่‚ฉไธŠๆ‰›่‘—ๆญทๅฒ๏ผŒ้€™ไธ€้ปžไนŸไธ็‚บ้Žใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไปฌ้ƒฝ็œ‹่ฟ‡่ฟ™ไบ›็…ง็‰‡๏ผŒๅนถๅฏ่ƒฝๅคšๆฌกๅ‚่ง‚่ฟ‡ๅคๅŸŽๅข™ใ€ๅ„’ๅฎถๅฏบๅบ™ๅ’Œๆ˜Žๆœๅฎซๆฎฟๅ’Œ้™ตๅข“ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ไบ›้ƒฝๅๆ˜ ไบ†ไธ€ไธชไผ ๅฅ‡็š„่ฟ‡ๅŽปใ€‚ ไฝ†ๅฝ“ๅคช้˜ณๅœจๅœฐๅนณ็บฟไธ‹ๆฒ‰ๅ…ฅ๏ผŒๅœจ่ฅฟ้ƒจๅฑฑๅณฐๅŽ้ขๆ—ถ๏ผŒไธ€ไธชไธๅŒ็š„ๅ—ไบฌๆดปไบ†่ฟ‡ๆฅ๏ผ›ไธ€ไธชไผผไนŽไปŽๆœชไผ‘ๆฏ่ฟ‡็š„ๅ—ไบฌใ€‚

    From the neon-lit and smoke-filled street markets to the bustling convenience stores that dot the streets and the hum of the midnight delivery bikes; Nanjing thrives as a 24-hour city, where time seems to lose its boundaries.

    ไปŽ้œ“่™น็ฏๅ’Œ็ƒŸ้›พ็ผญ็ป•็š„่ก—ๅคดๅธ‚ๅœบๅˆฐ้ๅธƒ่ก—้“็š„็นๅŽไพฟๅˆฉๅบ—ๅ’Œๅˆๅคœ้€่ดง่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ็š„ๅ—กๅ—กๅฃฐ๏ผ›ๅ—ไบฌไฝœไธบไธ€ไธช24ๅฐๆ—ถๅŸŽๅธ‚่“ฌๅ‹ƒๅ‘ๅฑ•๏ผŒๆ—ถ้—ดไผผไนŽๅคฑๅŽปไบ†็•Œ้™ใ€‚

    Behind the cityโ€™s perpetual motion are the people who keep it alive after dark: the night owls. Night-shift workers are the backbone of this unyielding rhythm of the post-dusk fast life. To understand this nocturnal world, I spoke to two of these night owls, each revealing a unique perspective on a city that never sleeps.

    ่ฟ™ๅบงๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆฐธ่ฟœ่ฟๅŠจ็š„่ƒŒๅŽๆ˜ฏ่ฎฉๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅœจๅคฉ้ป‘ๅŽไฟๆŒๆดปๅŠ›็š„ไบบ๏ผšๅคœ็Œซๅญใ€‚ ๅคœ็ญๅทฅไบบๆ˜ฏ้ป„ๆ˜ๅŽๅฟซ้€Ÿ็”Ÿๆดป็š„ไธๅฑˆไธๆŒ ่Š‚ๅฅ็š„ๆ”ฏๆŸฑใ€‚ ไธบไบ†็†่งฃ่ฟ™ไธชๅคœ่กŒไธ–็•Œ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไธŽๅ…ถไธญไธคไธชๅคœ็Œซๅญไบค่ฐˆ๏ผŒๆฏไธชไบบ้ƒฝๆญ็คบไบ†ไธ€ไธชไธ็œ ไน‹ๅŸŽ็š„็‹ฌ็‰น่ง†่ง’ใ€‚

    Mr. Wang, Delivery Driver
    Shift: 19:00 – 05:00

    ็Ž‹ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿ๏ผŒ้€่ดงๅธๆœบ่ฝฎ็ญ๏ผš19:00 – 05:00

    Delivery drivers zip through the dimly lit streets, ferrying those late-night cravings to homes and to those burning the midnight oil in offices around the city.

    ้€่ดงๅธๆœบๅœจๅ…‰็บฟๆ˜ๆš—็š„่ก—้“ไธŠ้ฃžๅฟซๅœฐ็ฉฟๆขญ๏ผŒๅฐ†้‚ฃไบ›ๆทฑๅคœ็š„ๆธดๆœ›่ฟ้€ๅˆฐๅฎถไธญ๏ผŒไปฅๅŠ้‚ฃไบ›ๅœจๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ‘จๅ›ด็š„ๅŠžๅ…ฌๅฎค้‡Œ็‡ƒ็ƒงๅˆๅคœๆฒน็š„ไบบใ€‚

    โ€œIโ€™ve been a delivery driver now for 5 years, and nights are my busiest timeโ€, Mr Wang tells me waiting outside a BBQ restaurant for a customerโ€™s order. Mr Wang explains that food deliveries peak after 10p.m. when late-night workers, partygoers and university students place their orders. โ€œItโ€™s not just noodles and fried rice; people want bubble tea, fresh fruit, ๅคๅ‘ณ and even hot pot late into the night. They love the convenience.โ€

    ็Ž‹ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿๅœจไธ€ๅฎถ็ƒง็ƒคๅบ—ๅค–็ญ‰ๅพ…้กพๅฎข็š„่ฎขๅ•ๆ—ถๅ‘Š่ฏ‰ๆˆ‘๏ผšโ€œๆˆ‘ๅšไบ†5ๅนด็š„้€่ดงๅธๆœบ๏ผŒๆ™šไธŠๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ๆœ€ๅฟ™็š„ๆ—ถๅ€™ใ€‚โ€ ็Ž‹ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿ่งฃ้‡Š่ฏด๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆทฑๅคœๅทฅไบบใ€ๆดพๅฏนไบบๅ‘˜ๅ’Œๅคงๅญฆ็”Ÿไธ‹่ฎขๅ•ๆ—ถ๏ผŒ้ฃŸๅ“้…้€ๅœจๆ™šไธŠ10็‚นๅŽ่พพๅˆฐ้ซ˜ๅณฐใ€‚ โ€œ่ฟ™ไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏ้ขๆกๅ’Œ็‚’้ฅญ๏ผ›ไบบไปฌๆƒณ่ฆๆณกๆณก่Œถใ€ๆ–ฐ้ฒœๆฐดๆžœใ€ๅคๅ‘ณ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆทฑๅคœๅƒ็ซ้”…ใ€‚ ไป–ไปฌๅ–œๆฌขไพฟๅˆฉใ€‚โ€

    I asked him about the challenges briefly, knowing that we were pressed for time, he smiled wryly. โ€œRain is the worst. You canโ€™t ride fast, and road can be quite slippery. But what can I do? Each delivery is money for my family.โ€

    ๆˆ‘็ฎ€็Ÿญๅœฐ้—ฎไป–ๅ…ณไบŽๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜็š„ไบ‹ๆƒ…๏ผŒ็Ÿฅ้“ๆˆ‘ไปฌๆ—ถ้—ด็ดง่ฟซ๏ผŒไป–่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ไบ†ไธ€ไธ‹ใ€‚ โ€œ้›จๆ˜ฏๆœ€็ณŸ็ณ•็š„ใ€‚ ไฝ ไธ่ƒฝ้ช‘ๅพ—ๅฟซ๏ผŒ่€Œไธ”้“่ทฏไผšๅพˆๆป‘ใ€‚ ไฝ†ๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘่ƒฝๅšไป€ไนˆๅ‘ข๏ผŸ ๆฏๆฌก้€่ดง้ƒฝๆ˜ฏ็ป™ๆˆ‘ๅฎถไบบ็š„้’ฑใ€‚โ€

    Food delivery apps like Meituan and Ele.me are essential to the cityโ€™s after-hours culinary cravings. With a few beeps from his phone, Mr Wang zips off into the night on his e-bike;  boxes of BBQ sticks in-hand, with the faint glow of his phone lighting his face.

    ็พŽๅ›ขๅ’ŒEle.me็ญ‰้€้คๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบๅฏนไบŽๅŸŽๅธ‚ไธ‹็ญๅŽ็š„็พŽ้ฃŸๆธดๆœ›่‡ณๅ…ณ้‡่ฆใ€‚ ็Ž‹ๅ…ˆ็”Ÿๅœจๆ‰‹ๆœบไธŠๅ‘ๅ‡บๅ‡ ๅฃฐๅ“”ๅ“”ๅฃฐ๏ผŒ้ช‘็€็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ่ฟ›ๅ…ฅๅคœ่‰ฒ๏ผ›ๆ‰‹้‡Œๆ‹ฟ็€ไธ€็›’็ƒง็ƒคๆฃ’๏ผŒๆ‰‹ๆœบ็š„ๅพฎๅผฑๅ…‰่Š’็…งๅœจไป–็š„่„ธไธŠใ€‚

    Miss Zhang, Convenience Store Attendantย 
    Shift: 22:00 – 08:00ย 

    ๅผ ๅฐๅง๏ผŒไพฟๅˆฉๅบ—ๆœๅŠกๅ‘˜่ฝฎ็ญ๏ผš22:00 – 08:00

    Behind the counter of a 7/11, Miss Zhang rearranges shelves of snacks, waiting for the night crowd to descend. 

    ๅœจ7/11็š„ๆŸœๅฐๅŽ้ข๏ผŒๅผ ๅฐๅง้‡ๆ–ฐๆŽ’ๅˆ—็€่ดงๆžถไธŠ็š„้›ถ้ฃŸ๏ผŒ็ญ‰ๅพ…็€ๅคœๆ™š็š„ไบบ็พค้™ไธดใ€‚

    โ€œThe quietest time is between 03:00 and 04:00, but before that it can be non stop, especially on Friday and Saturday nights.โ€

    โ€œๆœ€ๅฎ‰้™็š„ๆ—ถ้—ดๆ˜ฏ03:00ๅˆฐ04:00ไน‹้—ด๏ผŒไฝ†ๅœจๆญคไน‹ๅ‰ๅฏไปฅไธ้—ดๆ–ญ๏ผŒๅฐคๅ…ถๆ˜ฏๅœจๅ‘จไบ”ๅ’Œๅ‘จๅ…ญๆ™šไธŠใ€‚โ€

    Miss Zhang has only worked the night shift for a couple of months now. โ€œAt night, our usual customers are delivery drivers, couples looking for midnight snacks and drinks, even those leaving the nearby bars buying water and coffee to sober up.โ€

    ๅผ ๅฐๅง็Žฐๅœจๆ‰ไธŠๅ‡ ไธชๆœˆ็š„ๅคœ็ญใ€‚ โ€œๆ™šไธŠ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ้€šๅธธ็š„้กพๅฎขๆ˜ฏ้€่ดงๅธๆœบ๏ผŒๆƒ…ไพฃไปฌๅฏปๆ‰พๅˆๅคœ้›ถ้ฃŸๅ’Œ้ฅฎๆ–™๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณ้‚ฃไบ›็ฆปๅผ€้™„่ฟ‘็š„้…’ๅงไนฐๆฐดๅ’Œๅ’–ๅ•กๆฅๆธ…้†’็š„ไบบใ€‚โ€

    I asked her about the difficulties of working the night shift. โ€œIt can get lonely and quite boring sometimes, especially after midnight. Thereโ€™s always a fear that something could happen, but Iโ€™m learning to stay alert. Coffee helps me stay awake and I can use my phone to keep in contact with friends that are still awake.โ€ Working the night shift isnโ€™t easy, but Miss Zhang tells me she has started to recognise the regular customers, even if they only come in for a few minutes at a time.

    ๆˆ‘้—ฎไบ†ๅฅนไธŠๅคœ็ญ็š„ๅ›ฐ้šพใ€‚ โ€œๆœ‰ๆ—ถไผšๆ„Ÿๅˆฐๅญค็‹ฌๅ’Œๆ— ่Š๏ผŒๅฐคๅ…ถๆ˜ฏๅœจๅˆๅคœไน‹ๅŽใ€‚ ็ธฝๆ˜ฏๅฎณๆ€•ๆœƒ็™ผ็”Ÿไธ€ไบ›ไบ‹ๆƒ…๏ผŒไฝ†ๆˆ‘ๆญฃๅœจๅญธ็ฟ’ไฟๆŒ่ญฆๆƒ•ใ€‚ ๅ’–ๅ•กๆœ‰ๅŠฉไบŽๆˆ‘ไฟๆŒๆธ…้†’๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฏไปฅ็”จๆ‰‹ๆœบไธŽไป็„ถๆธ…้†’็š„ๆœ‹ๅ‹ไฟๆŒ่”็ณปใ€‚โ€ ไธŠๅคœ็ญๅนถไธๅฎนๆ˜“๏ผŒไฝ†ๅผ ๅฐๅงๅ‘Š่ฏ‰ๆˆ‘๏ผŒๅฅนๅทฒ็ปๅผ€ๅง‹่ฎคๅ‡บๅธธๅฎขไบ†๏ผŒๅณไฝฟไป–ไปฌไธ€ๆฌกๅชๆฅๅ‡ ๅˆ†้’Ÿใ€‚

    From delivery drivers racing against time and navigating the cityโ€™s quiet hours to the store attendants connecting with and serving their community, these night owls are the lifeblood of Nanjingโ€™s 24-hour rhythm; a city that never sleeps.

    ไปŽไธŽๆ—ถ้—ด่ต›่ท‘ๅ’Œ้ฉพ้ฉญๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๅฎ‰้™ๆ—ถ้—ด็š„้€่ดงๅธๆœบๅˆฐไธŽ็คพๅŒบ่”็ณปๅ’ŒๆœๅŠก็š„ๅบ—ๅ‘˜๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไบ›ๅคœ็Œซๅญๆ˜ฏๅ—ไบฌ24ๅฐๆ—ถ่Š‚ๅฅ็š„ๅ‘ฝ่„‰๏ผ›ไธ€ไธชไธ็œ ็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚ใ€‚

  • The Alternative (& Superior) Nanjing QR Code Treasure Hunt

    The Alternative (& Superior) Nanjing QR Code Treasure Hunt

    Your usual tourist traps would litter any typical QR Code Treasure Hunt route for Nanjing; Purple Mountain, Fuzimiao, the City Wall and some sort of stopover in Xinjiekou at some point.ย 

    ไฝ ้€šๅธธ็š„ๆ—…ๆธธ้™ท้˜ฑไผšๆ•ฃๅธƒๅ—ไบฌไปปไฝ•ๅ…ธๅž‹็š„ไบŒ็ปด็ ๅฏปๅฎ่ทฏ็บฟ๏ผ›็ดซๅฑฑใ€็ฆๅญๅบ™ใ€ๅŸŽๅข™ๅ’Œๅœจๆ–ฐ่ก—ๅฃ็š„ๆŸ็งไธญ้€”ๅœ็•™ใ€‚

    Been there, done that.ย 

    ๅŽป่ฟ‡้‚ฃ้‡Œ๏ผŒๅš่ฟ‡้‚ฃไธชใ€‚

    Therefore, I attempt an alternative QR Code Treasure Hunt for our humble City; one that tries to avoid the crowds, and one that, I hope, captures the โ€œreal lifeโ€ of the city.ย 

    ๅ› ๆญค๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฐ่ฏ•ไธบๆˆ‘ไปฌๅ‘ๅพฎ็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚่ฟ›่กŒๅฆไธ€็งไบŒ็ปด็ ๅฏปๅฎๆดปๅŠจ๏ผ›ไธ€ไธช่ฏ•ๅ›พ้ฟๅผ€ไบบ็พค๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅธŒๆœ›่ƒฝๅคŸๆ•ๆ‰ๅˆฐๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„โ€œ็œŸๅฎž็”Ÿๆดปโ€ใ€‚

    Youโ€™re a weary tourist and you finally arrive in Nanjing, a city of over 9 million on the south bank of the Yangtze River. The guide books have spun you tales; those of a beauty, with broad European-style boulevards lined by plane trees, lakes girdled by public parks, imposing Ming Dynasty city gates and the triple-crested Purple Mountain poking through the mist to the east โ€“ as youโ€™ve sped along on the high-sped train from nearby Shanghai and Suzhou.

    ไฝ ๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธช็–ฒๆƒซ็š„ๆธธๅฎข๏ผŒไฝ ็ปˆไบŽๅˆฐ่พพไบ†ๅ—ไบฌ๏ผŒไธ€ไธชไฝไบŽ้•ฟๆฑŸๅ—ๅฒธ็š„900ๅคšไธ‡ไบบๅฃ็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚ใ€‚ ๆŒ‡ๅ—ไนฆไธบไฝ ๆ—‹่ฝฌไบ†ๆ•…ไบ‹๏ผ›้‚ฃไบ›็พŽไธฝ็š„ๆ•…ไบ‹๏ผŒๅฎฝ้˜”็š„ๆฌงๅผ้ฃŽๆ ผ็š„ๆž—่ซๅคง้“ไธคๆ—ๆ˜ฏๆขงๆกๆ ‘๏ผŒ่ขซๅ…ฌๅ…ฑๅ…ฌๅ›ญ็Žฏ็ป•็š„ๆน–ๆณŠ๏ผŒ้›„ไผŸ็š„ๆ˜ŽๆœๅŸŽ้—จๅ’Œไธ‰ๅ† ็ดซๅฑฑ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡้›พๆฐ”ๅ‘ไธœโ€”โ€”ๅฝ“ไฝ ไปŽ้™„่ฟ‘็š„ไธŠๆตทๅ’Œ่‹ๅทžไน˜ๅ้ซ˜้€Ÿๅˆ—่ฝฆๆ—ถใ€‚

    Youโ€™re only here for a few hours, and youโ€™ve got screenshots in Chinese of the names of the sights you want to see, metro lines to take and dishes to order at mealtime. You decide on alighting at the train station that you want to stop a while at the nearby Xuanwau Lake (it is on your list after all). You can see the usual old ladies, coupled-up, practising the foxtrot or some odd dance from Douyin.

    ไฝ ๅชๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œๅพ…ไบ†ๅ‡ ไธชๅฐๆ—ถ๏ผŒไฝ ๅฐฑๆœ‰ไฝ ๆƒณ็œ‹็š„ๆ™ฏ็‚นๅ็งฐใ€่ฆไน˜ๅ็š„ๅœฐ้“็บฟ่ทฏๅ’Œ็”จ้คๆ—ถ้—ด่ฆ็‚น็š„่œ่‚ด็š„ไธญๆ–‡ๆˆชๅ›พใ€‚ ไฝ ๅ†ณๅฎšๅœจ็ซ่ฝฆ็ซ™ไธ‹่ฝฆ๏ผŒไฝ ๆƒณๅœจ้™„่ฟ‘็š„็Ž„็“ฆๆน–ๅœ็•™ไธ€ไผšๅ„ฟ๏ผˆๆฏ•็ซŸๅฎƒๅœจไฝ ็š„ๆธ…ๅ•ไธŠ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ไฝ ๅฏไปฅ็œ‹ๅˆฐ้€šๅธธ็š„่€ๅคชๅคช๏ผŒๆƒ…ไพฃๅœจไธ€่ตท๏ผŒ็ปƒไน ็‹ๆญฅ่ˆžๆˆ–ๆŸ้Ÿณ็š„ไธ€ไบ›ๅฅ‡ๆ€ช็š„่ˆž่นˆใ€‚

    All of a sudden, eating dumplings at a little shop near the Confucian Temple, climbing to the top of Zhonghua Gate, what your guidebook describes as a masterpiece of Ming engineering, doesnโ€™t feel too appealing anymore. Your comfortable sofa and Netflix back home is starting to feel more welcoming than this. But something just out of the corner of your eye catches your attention. Stapled to a nearby tree, you notice an odd-looking leaflet. On the leaflet is a QR code that when scanned, simply says โ€œAlternative  Nanjing QR Code Treasure Huntโ€. 

    ็ช็„ถ้—ด๏ผŒๅœจๅญ”ๅบ™้™„่ฟ‘็š„ไธ€ๅฎถๅฐๅ•†ๅบ—ๅƒ้ฅบๅญ๏ผŒ็ˆฌไธŠไธญๅŽ้—จ็š„้กถ็ซฏ๏ผŒไฝ ็š„ๆ—…ๆธธๆŒ‡ๅ—ๆ‰€ๆ่ฟฐ็š„ๆ˜Žไปฃๅทฅ็จ‹ๆฐไฝœ๏ผŒไธๅ†่ง‰ๅพ—ๅคชๅธๅผ•ไบบไบ†ใ€‚ ไฝ ่ˆ’้€‚็š„ๆฒ™ๅ‘ๅ’Œๅ›žๅฎถ็š„Netflixๅผ€ๅง‹ๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๆฏ”่ฟ™ๆ›ดๅ—ๆฌข่ฟŽไบ†ใ€‚ ไฝ†ๆœ‰ไป€ไนˆไธœ่ฅฟไปŽไฝ ็œผ่ง’ๅผ•่ตทไบ†ไฝ ็š„ๆณจๆ„ใ€‚ ่ขซ่ฎขๅœจ้™„่ฟ‘็š„ไธ€ๆฃตๆ ‘ไธŠ๏ผŒไฝ ๆณจๆ„ๅˆฐไธ€ๅผ ็œ‹่ตทๆฅๅพˆๅฅ‡ๆ€ช็š„ไผ ๅ•ใ€‚ ไผ ๅ•ไธŠๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชไบŒ็ปด็ ๏ผŒๆ‰ซๆๅŽ๏ผŒๅช้œ€ๆ˜พ็คบโ€œๅฆ็ฑปๅ—ไบฌไบŒ็ปด็ ๅฏปๅฎโ€ใ€‚

    Thereโ€™s a beeping sound as the countdown begins. You must get to your next stop before the allocated time runs out and scan the next QR code. Your heart starts beating as the red-topped pinhead on your map drops to the west of the city centre. A list of directions are helpfully presented to you but after screenshotting them, they disappear from your screen. The countdown continues as two, no, three wasted minutes have passed. Better get a jog on as suddenly, things donโ€™t seem as desolate and bleak as before.

    ๅ€’่ฎกๆ—ถๅผ€ๅง‹ๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆœ‰ๅ“”ๅ“”ๅฃฐใ€‚ ๆ‚จๅฟ…้กปๅœจๅˆ†้…็š„ๆ—ถ้—ด็”จๅฎŒไน‹ๅ‰ๅˆฐ่พพไธ‹ไธ€็ซ™๏ผŒๅนถๆ‰ซๆไธ‹ไธ€ไธชไบŒ็ปด็ ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๅœฐๅ›พไธŠ็š„็บข้กถ้’ˆๅคด่ฝๅœจๅธ‚ไธญๅฟƒไปฅ่ฅฟๆ—ถ๏ผŒไฝ ็š„ๅฟƒ่„ๅผ€ๅง‹่ทณๅŠจใ€‚ ๆ–นๅ‘ๅˆ—่กจไผšๅพˆๆœ‰ๅธฎๅŠฉๅœฐๅ‘ˆ็Žฐ็ป™ไฝ ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅœจๆˆชๅฑๅŽ๏ผŒๅฎƒไปฌไผšไปŽไฝ ็š„ๅฑๅน•ไธŠๆถˆๅคฑใ€‚ ๅ€’่ฎกๆ—ถ่ฟ˜ๅœจ็ปง็ปญ๏ผŒๅ› ไธบๆตช่ดนไบ†ไธคๅˆ†้’Ÿ๏ผŒไธ๏ผŒไธ‰ๅˆ†้’Ÿ่ฟ‡ๅŽปไบ†ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅฅฝ็ช็„ถๆ…ข่ท‘๏ผŒไบ‹ๆƒ…็œ‹่ตทๆฅไธๅƒไปฅๅ‰้‚ฃไนˆ่’ๅ‡‰ๅ’Œๆš—ๆทกไบ†ใ€‚

    To get to your first stop (and two stops in one!) the Nanjing QR Code Treasure Hunt has an interactive challenge, just for you. Youโ€™re challenged to scan a nearby sharing bike (ooo look another QR code!) and meander your way through Nanjingโ€™s bustling intersections and vein-like alleys over to the Stone City Ruins Park. The challenge is to burn at least 200 calories before you get there! 

    ๅˆฐ่พพไฝ ็š„็ฌฌไธ€็ซ™๏ผˆไธ€็ซ™ไธค็ซ™๏ผ๏ผ‰ ๅ—ไบฌไบŒ็ปด็ ๅฏปๅฎๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชไบ’ๅŠจๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜๏ผŒๅชไธบไฝ ใ€‚ ๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ไฝ ๆ‰ซๆ้™„่ฟ‘็š„ๅ…ฑไบซ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ๏ผˆๅ“ฆ๏ผŒ็œ‹็œ‹ๅฆไธ€ไธชไบŒ็ปด็ ๏ผ๏ผ‰ ่œฟ่œ’็ฉฟ้Žๅ—ไบฌ็น่ฏ็š„ๅๅญ—่ทฏๅฃๅ’Œ่„ˆ็ตก่ˆฌ็š„ๅฐๅทท๏ผŒๅ‰ๅพ€็ŸณๅŸŽ้บๅ€ๅ…ฌๅœ’ใ€‚ ๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ๆ˜ฏๅœจไฝ ๅˆฐ่พพ้‚ฃ้‡Œไน‹ๅ‰่‡ณๅฐ‘็‡ƒ็ƒง200ๅก่ทฏ้‡Œ๏ผ

    After breathlessly arriving at Qingliang Men, and burning those calories, you look up in awe at Nanjingโ€™s ancient City Wallโ€ฆ and here at least, itโ€™s also free to enter and explore!

    ๆฐ”ๅ–˜ๅๅๅœฐๅˆฐ่พพ้’ๅ‡‰้—จ๏ผŒ็‡ƒ็ƒง้‚ฃไบ›ๅก่ทฏ้‡ŒๅŽ๏ผŒไฝ ๆ•ฌ็•ๅœฐ็œ‹็€ๅ—ไบฌ็š„ๅคๅŸŽๅข™……่‡ณๅฐ‘ๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œ๏ผŒไนŸๅฏไปฅๅ…่ดน่ฟ›ๅ…ฅๅ’ŒๆŽข็ดข๏ผ

    As you wander along atop of the city walls, overlooking the Qinhuai River to your left and the lush greenery of Qingliang Shan Park to your right, your phone beeps as the next QR code hunt flashes up, but this time with a choice: military history or temples. The lush and deep green of the woods entice you this time as you head through Qingliang Shan Park to the nearby temple. 

    ๅฝ“ไฝ ๆฒฟ็€ๅŸŽๅข™้กถ้ƒจๆผซๆญฅๆ—ถ๏ผŒไฟฏ็žฐ็€ๅทฆ่พน็š„็งฆๆทฎๆฒณ๏ผŒๅณ่พนๆ˜ฏ้’ๅ‡‰ๅฑฑๅ…ฌๅ›ญ้ƒ้ƒ่‘ฑ่‘ฑ็š„็ปฟ่‰ฒๆค็‰ฉ๏ผŒๅฝ“ไธ‹ไธ€ไธชไบŒ็ปด็ ๆœ็ดข้—ช็Žฐๆ—ถ๏ผŒไฝ ็š„ๆ‰‹ๆœบไผšๅ“”ๅ“”ๅฃฐ๏ผŒไฝ†่ฟ™ๆฌกๆœ‰ไธ€ไธช้€‰ๆ‹ฉ๏ผšๅ†›ไบ‹ๅކๅฒๆˆ–ๅฏบๅบ™ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆฌก๏ผŒๅฝ“ไฝ ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡้’ๅ‡‰ๅฑฑๅ…ฌๅ›ญๅ‰ๅพ€้™„่ฟ‘็š„ๅฏบๅบ™ๆ—ถ๏ผŒ้ƒ้ƒ่‘ฑ่‘ฑ็š„ๆทฑ็ปฟ่‰ฒๅธๅผ•็€ไฝ ใ€‚

    Lucky for you, as you pass through a gingko tree valley overlooking the temple, itโ€™s a good job you visited in Autumn; the crisp yellow leaves greet you by falling around you like confetti. You snap a quick photo as the next QR code loom up ahead, nailed to a tree. You quickly swipe close the trivia fact about the location as you check where the challenge is sending to you next.

    ไฝ ๅพˆๅนธ่ฟ๏ผŒๅฝ“ไฝ ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡ไฟฏ็žฐๅฏบๅบ™็š„ๆœˆๆžœๆ ‘่ฐทๆ—ถ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏไฝ ๅœจ็ง‹ๅคฉๅ‚่ง‚็š„ไธ€ไปฝๅฅฝๅทฅไฝœ๏ผ›ๆธ…่„†็š„้ป„ๅถๅƒไบ”ๅฝฉ็บธๅฑ‘ไธ€ๆ ท่ฝๅœจไฝ ๅ‘จๅ›ด่ฟŽๆŽฅไฝ ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ไธ‹ไธ€ไธชไบŒ็ปด็ ๅœจๅ‰้ข่‹ฅ้š่‹ฅ็Žฐๆ—ถ๏ผŒไฝ ๅฟซ้€Ÿๆ‹ไบ†ไธ€ๅผ ็…ง็‰‡๏ผŒ้’‰ๅœจไธ€ๆฃตๆ ‘ไธŠใ€‚ ๆ‚จๅฟซ้€Ÿๆป‘ๅŠจๅ…ณ้—ญๆœ‰ๅ…ณไฝ็ฝฎ็š„็ไบ‹ไบ‹ๅฎž๏ผŒไปฅๆฃ€ๆŸฅๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ๆŽฅไธ‹ๆฅๅ‘้€็ป™ๆ‚จ็š„ไฝ็ฝฎใ€‚

    Aptly named the โ€œJiangnanโ€ stop on the Alternative  Nanjing QR Code Treasure Hunt, you are encouraged to wander through Xiuqiu Park; real Jiangnan style here; near Yijiang Men, and take some photos of the boating lake (extra points for uploading to WeChat for a chance to win prizes; no thanks!).

    ๅœจๅฆ็ฑปๅ—ไบฌไบŒ็ปด็ ๅฏปๅฎไธญๆฐๅฝ“ๅœฐๅ‘ฝๅไธบโ€œๆฑŸๅ—โ€็ซ™๏ผŒ้ผ“ๅŠฑๆ‚จๅœจ็ง€ไธ˜ๅ…ฌๅ›ญๆผซๆญฅ๏ผ›่ฟ™้‡Œๆ˜ฏ็œŸๆญฃ็š„ๆฑŸๅ—้ฃŽๆ ผ๏ผ›ๅœจๅฎœๆ˜Œ้—จ้™„่ฟ‘๏ผŒๆ‹ไธ€ไบ›ๅˆ’่ˆนๆน–็š„็…ง็‰‡๏ผˆไธŠไผ ๅˆฐๅพฎไฟกๆœ‰ๆœบไผš่ตขๅพ—ๅฅ–ๅ“็š„้ขๅค–็งฏๅˆ†๏ผ›ไธ็”จ่ฐข๏ผ๏ผ‰ใ€‚

    You continue through the park across to Tianfei Temple (remember to bring cat biscuits, feed the temple cats for good fortune) and then the QR Treasure Hunt Challenge asks you to pop over to Yuejianglou. This is the most northern point of Jiangnan area, and comes complete with views over the Yangtze, and the City as a whole as the autumn sun sets over the city skyline. A follow-up challenge; take a photo with the nearby group of tourists wearing Hanfu! 

    ไฝ ็ปง็ปญ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡ๅ…ฌๅ›ญ๏ผŒ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡ๅคฉ้ฃžๅฏบ๏ผˆ่ฎฐๅพ—ๅธฆ็Œซ้ฅผๅนฒ๏ผŒๅ–‚ๅฏบๅบ™็š„็Œซๅฅฝ่ฟ๏ผ‰๏ผŒ็„ถๅŽQRๅฏปๅฎๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ไผš่ฆๆฑ‚ไฝ ๅŽป่ถŠๆฑŸๆฅผใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๆฑŸๅ—ๅœฐๅŒบๆœ€ๅŒ—็ซฏ๏ผŒ็ง‹ๅคฉ็š„ๅคช้˜ณๅœจๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅคฉ้™…็บฟไธŠ่ฝไธ‹๏ผŒๅฏไปฅ็œ‹ๅˆฐ้•ฟๆฑŸๅ’Œๆ•ดไธชๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ€‚ ๅŽ็ปญๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜๏ผ›ๅ’Œ้™„่ฟ‘็š„ไธ€็พค็ฉฟ็€ๆฑ‰ๆœ็š„ๆธธๅฎขๅˆๅฝฑ๏ผ

    Your phone pings one last time; your final stop and this time with a culinary delight challenge along the way. Your map pinpoints you down just off to the side of the cross-shaped centre of the city; Nantai Alley (ๅ—ๅฐๅทท). Final stop, but you must first eat either a warm bowl of the brothy and famed Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup (้ธญ่ก€็ฒ‰ไธๆฑค) or a steaming bamboo basket of Shrimp Soup Dumplings (่™พ่‚‰ๆฑคๅŒ…) on the way. 

    ไฝ ็š„ๆ‰‹ๆœบๆœ€ๅŽไธ€ๆฌกๅ“๏ผ›ไฝ ็š„ๆœ€ๅŽไธ€็ซ™๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆฌกๆ˜ฏไธ€่ทฏไธŠ็š„็พŽ้ฃŸๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ใ€‚ ๆ‚จ็š„ๅœฐๅ›พๅฐ†ๆ‚จ็ฒพ็กฎๅฎšไฝๅˆฐๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅๅญ—ๅฝขไธญๅฟƒ็š„ไธ€ไพง๏ผ›ๅ—ๅฐๅททใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅŽไธ€็ซ™๏ผŒไฝ†ไฝ ๅฟ…้กปๅ…ˆๅƒไธ€็ข—ๆธฉๆš–็š„่‚‰ๆฑคๅ’Œ่‘—ๅ็š„้ธญ่ก€็ฒ‰ไธๆฑค๏ผˆ้ธญ่ก€็ฒ‰ไธๆฑค๏ผ‰ๆˆ–ไธ€ไธช็ƒญๆฐ”่…พ่…พ็š„็ซน็ฏฎ่™พ่‚‰ๆฑคๅŒ…ใ€‚

    You manage to get out of the maze-like Xinjiekou Metro Station and upon weaving your way through crowds, beeping horns, music and loud voices blasted out of every restaurant, you arrive at your final destination. Littered along the angular Nantai Alley are numerous cocktail and whisky bars. If alcohol isnโ€™t your friend, and your train back beckons fairly soon so maybe sit this one out, the QR Hunt recommends a latte at one of the nearby indie cafรฉs. Sit back, people watch and soak up Nanjingโ€™s mixture of old and new cultural delights. Your phone beeps one final time. Youโ€™ve won a prize! To find out moreโ€ฆ swipe close. 

    ไฝ ่ฎพๆณ•่ตฐๅ‡บ่ฟทๅฎซ่ˆฌ็š„ๆ–ฐ่ก—ๅฃๅœฐ้“็ซ™๏ผŒ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡ไบบ็พคใ€ๅ“”ๅ“”ๅฃฐใ€้Ÿณไนๅ’Œๆฏๅฎถ้คๅŽ…ๅ‘ๅ‡บ็š„ๅ“ไบฎๅฃฐ้Ÿณ๏ผŒไฝ ๅˆฐ่พพไบ†ๆœ€็ปˆ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ€‚ ๆฒฟ็€ๆฃฑ่ง’ๅˆ†ๆ˜Ž็š„ๅ—ๅฐๅททๆ•ฃๅ‘็€่ฎธๅคš้ธกๅฐพ้…’ๅ’ŒๅจๅฃซๅฟŒ้…’ๅงใ€‚ ๅฆ‚ๆžœ้…’็ฒพไธๆ˜ฏไฝ ็š„ๆœ‹ๅ‹๏ผŒ่€Œไธ”ไฝ ็š„ๅ›ž็จ‹ๅพˆๅฟซๅฐฑ่ฆๅ›žๆฅไบ†๏ผŒๆ‰€ไปฅไนŸ่ฎธๅฏไปฅๅไธ‹่ฟ™ไธช๏ผŒQR HuntๆŽจ่ๅœจ้™„่ฟ‘็š„ไธ€ๅฎถ็‹ฌ็ซ‹ๅ’–ๅ•ก้ฆ†ๅ–ๆฏๆ‹ฟ้“ใ€‚ ๅไธ‹ๆฅ๏ผŒไบบไปฌ่ง‚็œ‹ๅนถๆฒ‰ๆตธๅœจๅ—ไบฌๆ–ฐๆ—งๆ–‡ๅŒ–็พŽ้ฃŸ็š„่žๅˆไธญใ€‚ ไฝ ็š„ๆ‰‹ๆœบๆœ€ๅŽไธ€ๆฌก่œ‚้ธฃใ€‚ ไฝ ่ตขไบ†ๅฅ–๏ผ ่ฆไบ†่งฃๆ›ดๅคšไฟกๆฏ……ๆป‘ๅŠจๅ…ณ้—ญใ€‚

  • 2 Wheeled Navigation; E-Bikes & Urban Adventures Beyond the City

    2 Wheeled Navigation; E-Bikes & Urban Adventures Beyond the City

    As Chinese cities grow more congested, e-bikes have emerged as a popular, efficient and (slightly more) ecofriendly means of transportation. For years now, Iโ€™ve been a huge proponent of hopping onto an e-bike as a fun, practical yet sometimes stressful way to navigate urban life; one that also comes with its own set of challenges.

    ้š็€ไธญๅ›ฝๅŸŽๅธ‚่ถŠๆฅ่ถŠๆ‹ฅๆŒค๏ผŒ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๅทฒๆˆไธบไธ€็งๆต่กŒใ€้ซ˜ๆ•ˆๅ’Œ๏ผˆ็จๅพฎ๏ผ‰็Žฏไฟ็š„ไบค้€šๅทฅๅ…ทใ€‚ ๅคšๅนดๆฅ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไธ€็›ดๅคงๅŠ›ๆ”ฏๆŒ่ทณไธŠ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ๏ผŒไปฅๆญคไฝœไธบ้ฉพ้ฉญๅŸŽๅธ‚็”Ÿๆดป็š„ไธ€็งๆœ‰่ถฃใ€ๅฎž็”จไฝ†ๆœ‰ๆ—ถๅŽ‹ๅŠ›็š„ๆ–นๅผ๏ผ›่ฟ™็งๆ–นๅผไนŸไผด้š็€่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ไธ€็ณปๅˆ—ๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ใ€‚

    Chinese cities are expanding; as they are, theyโ€™re revealing a blend of ancient history, modern architecture and hidden pockets of green space, all waiting to be explored. For many, e-bikes offer the perfect blend of convenience and freedom to discover both the bustling city and its serene outskirts. Strap your helmet on and join me as I dive into the joy of riding through Nanjingโ€™s vibrant cityscapes and venturing into nature, highlighting the unexpected wonders you can uncover when exploring on two wheels.

    ไธญๅ›ฝๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆญฃๅœจๆ‰ฉๅผ ๏ผ›ๆญฃๅฆ‚ๅฎƒไปฌๆ‰€็คบ๏ผŒๅฎƒไปฌๆญ็คบไบ†ๅคไปฃๅކๅฒใ€็Žฐไปฃๅปบ็ญ‘ๅ’Œ้š่—็š„็ปฟๅœฐ็š„่žๅˆ๏ผŒๆ‰€ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไบ›้ƒฝๅœจ็ญ‰ๅพ…ๆŽข็ดขใ€‚ ๅฏน่ฎธๅคšไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๆไพ›ไบ†ไพฟๅˆฉๅ’Œ่‡ช็”ฑ็š„ๅฎŒ็พŽ็ป“ๅˆ๏ผŒๅฏไปฅๆŽข็ดข็นๅŽ็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ’Œๅฎ้™็š„้ƒŠๅŒบใ€‚ ๆˆดไธŠๅคด็›”๏ผŒๅ’Œๆˆ‘ไธ€่ตทๆฒ‰ๆตธๅœจๅ—ไบฌๅ……ๆปกๆดปๅŠ›็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆ™ฏ่ง‚ๅ’Œๅ†’้™ฉ่ฟ›ๅ…ฅๅคง่‡ช็„ถ็š„ๅ–œๆ‚ฆไธญ๏ผŒ็ชๅ‡บไบ†ไฝ ๅœจๅŒ่ฝฎๆŽข็ดขๆ—ถๅฏไปฅๅ‘็Žฐ็š„ๆ„ๆƒณไธๅˆฐ็š„ๅฅ‡่ฟนใ€‚

    The pulse of Chinese cities such as Nanjing is felt strongest when youโ€™re moving through them. On an e-bike, you become part of the ebb and flow; gliding past glittering skyscrapers, traditional alleyways (oooh thereโ€™s a smoky drool-inducing BBQ stand down there!) and chaotic street markets, all at your pace. 

    ๅฝ“ไฝ ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡ๅ—ไบฌ็ญ‰ไธญๅ›ฝๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„่„‰ๆๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆ„Ÿ่ง‰่„‰ๆๆœ€ๅผบ็ƒˆใ€‚ ๅœจ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆไธŠ๏ผŒไฝ ๆˆไธบ่ตทไผ็š„ไธ€้ƒจๅˆ†๏ผ›ๆป‘่ฟ‡้—ช้—ชๅ‘ๅ…‰็š„ๆ‘ฉๅคฉๅคงๆฅผใ€ไผ ็ปŸๅฐๅทท๏ผˆๅ“ฆ๏ผŒไธ‹้ขๆœ‰ไธ€ไธช็ƒŸ้›พ็ผญ็ป•็š„ไปคไบบๅž‚ๆถŽ็š„็ƒง็ƒคๆ‘Š๏ผ๏ผ‰ ๅ’Œๆททไนฑ็š„่ก—ๅคดๅธ‚ๅœบ๏ผŒ้ƒฝๆŒ‰็…งไฝ ็š„่Š‚ๅฅใ€‚

    Unlike a car or even public transportation, e-bikes provide the freedom to stop, take a detour, and uncover the cityโ€™s hidden gems. Gone are the predictable paths of the metro lines and taxis, youโ€™ve escaped that dreary and maze-like Xinjiekou station. You might now stumble upon a family-run dumpling or duck-blood soup restaurant tucked away down a quiet alley or street. You might even find yourself passing a local art installation that youโ€™ve missed passing by in a Didi or even a hidden temple or shrine that isnโ€™t on the tourist map. 

    ไธŽๆฑฝ่ฝฆ็”š่‡ณๅ…ฌๅ…ฑไบค้€šไธๅŒ๏ผŒ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๆไพ›ไบ†ๅœ่ฝฆใ€็ป•้“ๅ’Œๅ‘็ŽฐๅŸŽๅธ‚้š่—็š„ๅฎ็Ÿณ็š„่‡ช็”ฑใ€‚ ๅœฐ้“็บฟๅ’Œๅ‡บ็งŸ่ฝฆ็š„ๅฏ้ข„ๆต‹่ทฏๅพ„ๆถˆๅคฑไบ†๏ผŒไฝ ้€ƒ็ฆปไบ†้‚ฃไธชๆฒ‰ๆ‚ถ็š„่ฟทๅฎซ่ˆฌ็š„ๆ–ฐ่ก—ๅฃ็ซ™ใ€‚ ไฝ ็Žฐๅœจๅฏ่ƒฝไผšๅถ็„ถๅ‘็Žฐไธ€ๅฎถๅฎถๅบญ็ป่ฅ็š„้ฅบๅญๆˆ–้ธญ่ก€ๆฑค้คๅŽ…๏ผŒๅฎƒ่—ๅœจไธ€ๆกๅฎ‰้™็š„ๅฐๅททๆˆ–่ก—้“ไธŠใ€‚ ไฝ ็”š่‡ณๅฏ่ƒฝไผšๅ‘็Žฐ่‡ชๅทฑๅœจ่ฟช่ฟช่ทฏ่ฟ‡ไธ€ไธชไฝ ้”™่ฟ‡็š„ๅฝ“ๅœฐ่‰บๆœฏ่ฃ…็ฝฎ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆ˜ฏๆ—…ๆธธๅœฐๅ›พไธŠๆฒกๆœ‰็š„้š่—็š„ๅฏบๅบ™ๆˆ–็ฅž็คพใ€‚

    Every corner becomes an opportunity to discover something new on an e-bike.

    ๆฏไธช่ง’่ฝ้ƒฝๆˆไธบๅœจ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆไธŠๅ‘็Žฐๆ–ฐไบ‹็‰ฉ็š„ๆœบไผšใ€‚

    E-bikes are a much more immersive experience; rather than being stuck behind glass windows, you can now hear the buzz of conversations passing by. Smell that fresh baozi (if youโ€™re up and about early enough) from street vendors and feel the rhythm of daily life unfolding around you. Itโ€™s urban exploration in its purest form. 

    ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๆ˜ฏไธ€็งๆ›ด่บซไธดๅ…ถๅขƒ็š„ไฝ“้ชŒ๏ผ›ๆ‚จ็Žฐๅœจๅฏไปฅๅฌๅˆฐ็ป่ฟ‡็š„ๅฏน่ฏๅ—กๅ—กๅฃฐ๏ผŒ่€Œไธๆ˜ฏ่ขซๅ›ฐๅœจ็Žป็’ƒ็ช—ๅŽ้ขใ€‚ ้—ป้—ป่ก—ๅคดๅฐ่ดฉ็š„ๆ–ฐ้ฒœๅŒ…ๅญ๏ผˆๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ่ตทๅพ—่ถณๅคŸๆ—ฉ็š„่ฏ๏ผ‰๏ผŒๆ„Ÿๅ—ๅ‘จๅ›ดๅฑ•ๅผ€็š„ๆ—ฅๅธธ็”Ÿๆดป่Š‚ๅฅใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๆœ€็บฏ็ฒน็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆŽข็ดขๅฝขๅผใ€‚

    Driving away from the urban and inner city exploration, we have the green escape. For those seeking to disconnect from the intensity of city life, e-bikes offer an easy escape from the urban jungle and sometime that ability to reconnect with nature. Chinese cities, such as our very own Nanjing, though bustling, are often surrounded by serene parks, lakes and historical places of interest that offer a perfect weekend or day trip retreat away without the hassle of long-distance travel.

    ่ฟœ็ฆปๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ’Œๅ†…ๅŸŽๆŽข็ดข๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌๆ‹ฅๆœ‰็ปฟ่‰ฒ้€ƒ็”Ÿใ€‚ ๅฏนไบŽ้‚ฃไบ›ๅธŒๆœ›่„ฑ็ฆปๅŸŽๅธ‚็”Ÿๆดปๅผบๅบฆ็š„ไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๆไพ›ไบ†้€ƒ็ฆปๅŸŽๅธ‚ไธ›ๆž—็š„่ฝปๆพ้€š้“๏ผŒๆœ‰ๆ—ถ่ฟ˜ๆไพ›ไบ†ไธŽ่‡ช็„ถ้‡ๆ–ฐ่”็ณป็š„่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ€‚ ไธญๅ›ฝๅŸŽๅธ‚๏ผŒๆฏ”ๅฆ‚ๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๅ—ไบฌ๏ผŒ่™ฝ็„ถ็นๅŽ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅพ€ๅพ€่ขซๅฎ้™็š„ๅ…ฌๅ›ญใ€ๆน–ๆณŠๅ’Œๅކๅฒๆ™ฏ็‚นๆ‰€ๅŒ…ๅ›ด๏ผŒๆไพ›ๅฎŒ็พŽ็š„ๅ‘จๆœซๆˆ–ไธ€ๆ—ฅๆธธ๏ผŒๆ— ้œ€้•ฟ้€”ๆ—…่กŒ็š„้บป็ƒฆใ€‚

    Iโ€™m very fortunate to live and work in the south of the city, meaning that some of Nanjingโ€™s beautiful natural sports are easy to reach by e-bike. In the north, you can take a leisurely ride to places such as Purple Mountain, where ancient pagodas, meandering hiking trails and peaceful vistas await. 

    ๆˆ‘ๅพˆๅนธ่ฟ่ƒฝๅœจๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๅ—้ƒจ็”Ÿๆดปๅ’Œๅทฅไฝœ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆ„ๅ‘ณ็€ๅ—ไบฌ็š„ไธ€ไบ›็พŽไธฝ็š„่‡ช็„ถ่ฟๅŠจๅพˆๅฎนๆ˜“้€š่ฟ‡็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๅˆฐ่พพใ€‚ ๅœจๅŒ—้ƒจ๏ผŒๆ‚จๅฏไปฅๆ‚ ้—ฒๅœฐ้ช‘่ฝฆๅ‰ๅพ€็ดซๅฑฑ็ญ‰ๅœฐๆ–น๏ผŒ้‚ฃ้‡Œๆœ‰ๅค่€็š„ๅฎๅก”ใ€่œฟ่œ’็š„่ฟœ่ถณๅพ„ๅ’Œๅฎ้™็š„ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ€‚

    The quiet(er) roads that lead out of the city offer a stark contrast to the traffic jams of downtown Gulou District and give you that much-needed chance to slow down.

    ้€šๅพ€ๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๅฎ‰้™๏ผˆๆ›ด๏ผ‰็š„้“่ทฏไธŽ้ผ“ๆฅผๅŒบๅธ‚ไธญๅฟƒ็š„ไบค้€šๅ ตๅกžๅฝขๆˆไบ†้ฒœๆ˜Ž็š„ๅฏนๆฏ”๏ผŒๅนถ็ป™ไฝ ไธ€ไธชๆ€ฅ้œ€็š„ๅ‡้€Ÿๆœบไผšใ€‚

    I often find that on my e-bike, even a few kilometres outside the city can feel like a different world. 

    ๆˆ‘็ปๅธธๅ‘็Žฐ๏ผŒๅœจๆˆ‘็š„็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆไธŠ๏ผŒๅณไฝฟ็ฆปๅŸŽๅค–ๅ‡ ๅ…ฌ้‡Œ๏ผŒไนŸ่ƒฝๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๅƒๆ˜ฏๅฆไธ€ไธชไธ–็•Œใ€‚

    Parks or mountainous areas like Niushoushan, Qixia, and Fangshan are perfect for a day trip, offering winding paths, calm waters and nature, and shady picnic spots. All of these are accessibly and easily reachable by e-bikes. 

    ็‰›้ฆ–ๅฑฑใ€ไธƒๅณกๅ’Œๆˆฟๅฑฑ็ญ‰ๅ…ฌๅ›ญๆˆ–ๅฑฑๅŒบ้žๅธธ้€‚ๅˆไธ€ๆ—ฅๆธธ๏ผŒๆไพ›่œฟ่œ’็š„ๅฐ่ทฏใ€ๅนณ้™็š„ๆตทๆฐดๅ’Œๅคง่‡ช็„ถ๏ผŒไปฅๅŠ้˜ดๅ‡‰็š„้‡Ž้ค็‚นใ€‚ ๆ‰€ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไบ›้ƒฝๅฏไปฅ้€š่ฟ‡็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ่ฝปๆพๅˆฐ่พพใ€‚

    One of the biggest benefits of owning an e-bike is that ability, that allowance, to explore at your own pace, stopping whenever a scenic view catches your eye.

    ๆ‹ฅๆœ‰็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ็š„ๆœ€ๅคงๅฅฝๅค„ไน‹ไธ€ๆ˜ฏ่ƒฝๅคŸๆŒ‰็…ง่‡ชๅทฑ็š„่Š‚ๅฅๆŽข็ดข๏ผŒๆฏๅฝ“้ฃŽๆ™ฏๅธๅผ•ไฝ ็š„็›ฎๅ…‰ๆ—ถ๏ผŒ้ƒฝๅฏไปฅๅœไธ‹ๆฅใ€‚

    Weโ€™re very fortunate here in Nanjing. One of the joys of living here is that nature isnโ€™t as far away as you might think. The south capitalโ€™s many urban landscapes are peppered with parks, riverside paths and bike-friendly green belts that allow you to experience a peaceful side of city life.  

    ๆˆ‘ไปฌๅœจๅ—ไบฌๅพˆๅนธ่ฟใ€‚ ไฝๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œ็š„ไน่ถฃไน‹ไธ€ๆ˜ฏๅคง่‡ช็„ถๅนถไธๅƒไฝ ๆƒณ่ฑก็š„้‚ฃไนˆ้ฅ่ฟœใ€‚ ๅ—้ƒจ้ฆ–้ƒฝ็š„่ฎธๅคšๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆ™ฏ่ง‚้ƒฝ็‚น็ผ€็€ๅ…ฌๅ›ญใ€ๆฒณ่พนๅฐ่ทฏๅ’Œ้€‚ๅˆ้ช‘่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ็š„็ปฟๅŒ–ๅธฆ๏ผŒ่ฎฉๆ‚จไฝ“้ชŒๅˆฐๅŸŽๅธ‚็”Ÿๆดป็š„ๅฎ้™ไธ€้ขใ€‚

    The Yangtze River, the Qinhuai River and Nanjingโ€™s many other waterways are lined with cycling and running paths, which e-bikes seemingly glide through with ease; just remember to stop and take in the views on either side of the water.

    ้•ฟๆฑŸใ€็งฆๆทฎๆฒณๅ’Œๅ—ไบฌ็š„่ฎธๅคšๅ…ถไป–ๆฐด้“ไธคๆ—้ƒฝๆ˜ฏ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ้“ๅ’Œ่ท‘ๆญฅ้“๏ผŒ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆไผผไนŽๅพˆๅฎนๆ˜“ๆป‘่ฟ‡๏ผ›ๅช่ฆ่ฎฐๅพ—ๅœไธ‹ๆฅ๏ผŒๆฌฃ่ตๆฐด็š„ไธคไพง็š„ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ€‚

    What makes exploring on an e-bike so special is the way it allows you to control the experience. 

    ่ฎฉ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆๆŽข็ดขๅฆ‚ๆญค็‰นๅˆซ็š„ๆ˜ฏๅฎƒๅ…่ฎธไฝ ๆŽงๅˆถไฝ“้ชŒ็š„ๆ–นๅผใ€‚

    You donโ€™t have to worry about missing the bus or being stuck in traffic, which I think we can all agree usually happens when youโ€™ve got somewhere to be and the traffic (and the world) seems to come to a grinding halt. On an e-bike, you move with the cityโ€™s energy or you can veer off into tranquil areas, all on your own terms and youโ€™re never locked into that rigid route. 

    ไฝ ไธๅฟ…ๆ‹…ๅฟƒ้”™่ฟ‡ๅ…ฌไบค่ฝฆๆˆ–ๅ ต่ฝฆ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆƒณๆˆ‘ไปฌ้ƒฝๅฏไปฅๅŒๆ„๏ผŒ่ฟ™้€šๅธธๅ‘็”Ÿๅœจไฝ ๆœ‰ๅœฐๆ–นๅฏๅŽป๏ผŒไบค้€š๏ผˆๅ’Œไธ–็•Œ๏ผ‰ไผผไนŽๅœๆปฏไธๅ‰ใ€‚ ๅœจ็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆไธŠ๏ผŒไฝ ๅฏไปฅ้š็€ๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„่ƒฝ้‡็งปๅŠจ๏ผŒๆˆ–่€…ไฝ ๅฏไปฅ่ฝฌๅ‘ๅฎ้™็š„ๅœฐๅŒบ๏ผŒๆ‰€ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไบ›้ƒฝๆ˜ฏๆŒ‰็…งไฝ ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆกไปถ๏ผŒไฝ ๆฐธ่ฟœไธไผš่ขซๅ›ฐๅœจ่ฟ™ๆกๅƒต็กฌ็š„่ทฏ็บฟไธŠใ€‚

    I often feel that those spontaneous detours are the best part, whether it’s exploring that street market that you hadnโ€™t planned to visit (or you had no idea it even existed!) or just simply deciding to extend your ride into the evening just because that sunset is perfect. 

    ๆˆ‘็ปๅธธ่ง‰ๅพ—้‚ฃไบ›่‡ชๅ‘็š„ๅผฏ่ทฏๆ˜ฏๆœ€ๅฅฝ็š„้ƒจๅˆ†๏ผŒๆ— ่ฎบๆ˜ฏๆŽข็ดข้‚ฃไธชไฝ ๆฒกๆ‰“็ฎ—ๅŽป็š„่ก—ๅคดๅธ‚ๅœบ๏ผˆๆˆ–่€…ไฝ ็”š่‡ณไธ็Ÿฅ้“ๅฎƒ็š„ๅญ˜ๅœจ๏ผ๏ผ‰ ๆˆ–่€…ๅชๆ˜ฏๅ†ณๅฎšๆŠŠไฝ ็š„้ช‘่กŒๅปถ้•ฟๅˆฐๆ™šไธŠ๏ผŒๅชๆ˜ฏๅ› ไธบๆ—ฅ่ฝๅพˆๅฎŒ็พŽใ€‚

    Just remember, fully charge that e-bike battery otherwise, that romantic ride into the sunset is less โ€œEasy Riderโ€ and more โ€œThe Hills Have Eyesโ€; the darkness slowly encroaching in, not a soul or streetlight in sight, the phone battery also perilously low and wait, what was that noise?

    ่ฏท่ฎฐไฝ๏ผŒๅฐ†็”ตๅŠจ่‡ช่กŒ่ฝฆ็”ตๆฑ ๅ……ๆปก็”ต้‡๏ผŒๅฆๅˆ™๏ผŒ่ฟ›ๅ…ฅๆ—ฅ่ฝ็š„ๆตชๆผซๆ—…็จ‹ไธŽๅ…ถ่ฏดๆ˜ฏโ€œ่ฝปๆพ้ช‘ๅฃซโ€๏ผŒไธๅฆ‚่ฏดๆ˜ฏโ€œๅฑฑไธ˜ๆœ‰็œผ็›โ€๏ผ›้ป‘ๆš—ๆ…ขๆ…ขไพต่ขญ๏ผŒ็œ‹ไธๅˆฐไธ€ไธช็ต้ญ‚ๆˆ–่ทฏ็ฏ๏ผŒๆ‰‹ๆœบ็”ตๆฑ ไนŸๅฑ้™ฉๅœฐไฝŽ๏ผŒ็ญ‰็ญ‰๏ผŒ้‚ฃๆ˜ฏไป€ไนˆๅ™ช้Ÿณ๏ผŸ

  • Hustle Master! Time Saving Hacks for Life in Fast Paced China

    Hustle Master! Time Saving Hacks for Life in Fast Paced China

    Living in major Chinese cities such as Shanghai, Beijing, or even our own (not so little) Nanjing can feel exhilarating yet overwhelming for many expats both old and new. The fast pace of life, the intensity of business, and the always-on digital culture can create pressure to keep up or eventually even lead to burn out. Slightly off genre, Iโ€™m venturing into new territory by diving into practical time management tips that can help expats old and new navigate their personal and professional commitments while making the most of the opportunities around us. Cultural expectations infused with modern technology, and a focus on individual well-being are littered throughout with my usual sprinkling of sarcasm, so letโ€™s dive right in! 

    ็”Ÿๆดปๅœจไธญๅ›ฝไธป่ฆๅŸŽๅธ‚๏ผŒๅฆ‚ไธŠๆตทใ€ๅŒ—ไบฌ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„๏ผˆไธๅฐ๏ผ‰ๅ—ไบฌ๏ผŒๅฏนไบŽ่ฎธๅคšๆ–ฐ่€ๅค–ไพจๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒไผšๆ„ŸๅˆฐไปคไบบๆŒฏๅฅ‹๏ผŒไฝ†ๅˆ่ฎฉไบบไธ็Ÿฅๆ‰€ๆŽชใ€‚ ๅฟซ้€Ÿ็š„็”Ÿๆดป่Š‚ๅฅใ€ไธšๅŠก็š„ๅผบๅบฆๅ’Œๅง‹็ปˆๅœจ็บฟ็š„ๆ•ฐๅญ—ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ๅฏ่ƒฝไผš้€ ๆˆ่ทŸไธŠ็š„ๅŽ‹ๅŠ›๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆœ€็ปˆๅฏผ่‡ดๅ€ฆๆ€ ใ€‚ ็จๅพฎๅ้›ขๆตๆดพ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆญฃๅœจๅ†’้šช้€ฒๅ…ฅๆ–ฐ็š„้ ˜ๅŸŸ๏ผŒๆทฑๅ…ฅ็ ”็ฉถๅฏฆ็”จ็š„ๆ™‚้–“็ฎก็†ๆŠ€ๅทง๏ผŒ้€™ไบ›ๆŠ€ๅทงๅฏไปฅๅนซๅŠฉๆ–ฐ่€ๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซ้ง•้ฆญไป–ๅ€‘็š„ๅ€‹ไบบๅ’Œ่ทๆฅญๆ‰ฟ่ซพ๏ผŒๅŒๆ™‚ๅ……ๅˆ†ๅˆฉ็”จๆˆ‘ๅ€‘ๅ‘จๅœ็š„ๆฉŸๆœƒใ€‚ ่žๅ…ฅไบ†็ŽฐไปฃๆŠ€ๆœฏ็š„ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ๆœŸๆœ›๏ผŒไปฅๅŠๅฏนไธชไบบ็ฆ็ฅ‰็š„ๅ…ณๆณจ๏ผŒๆ•ฃ่ฝ็€ๆˆ‘ไธ€่ดฏ็š„่ฎฝๅˆบ๏ผŒๆ‰€ไปฅ่ฎฉๆˆ‘ไปฌ็›ดๆŽฅ่ฟ›ๅ…ฅๅง๏ผ

    Understanding the Fast-Paced Culture

    ไบ†่งฃๅฟซ่Š‚ๅฅ็š„ๆ–‡ๅŒ–

    A decade ago (Iโ€™d be lying if I said it felt like yesterday) I noticed the intense pace of urban life almost immediately disembarking the plane. I remember my first evening discovering a 7/11 in the centre of Chengduโ€™s city centre and I was blown away; for me, it was the epitome of convenience, a convenience store open 24/7, who would have known? Little has changed 10 years on, from the 24-hour nature of many businesses to the efficiency-driven culture that exists here in China, there is a very strong and ingrained expectation to keep up with rapid developments.

    ๅๅนดๅ‰๏ผˆๅฆ‚ๆžœๆˆ‘่ฏดๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๅƒๆ˜จๅคฉไธ€ๆ ท๏ผŒ้‚ฃๅฐฑๆ˜ฏๅœจๆ’’่ฐŽ๏ผ‰ๆˆ‘ๆณจๆ„ๅˆฐๅŸŽๅธ‚็”Ÿๆดป็š„็ดงๅผ ่Š‚ๅฅ๏ผŒๅ‡ ไนŽ็ซ‹ๅณไธ‹้ฃžๆœบใ€‚ ๆˆ‘่ฎฐๅพ—ๆˆ‘็š„็ฌฌไธ€ไธชๆ™šไธŠๅœจๆˆ้ƒฝๅธ‚ไธญๅฟƒๅ‘็Žฐไบ†ไธ€ไธช7/11๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ขซ้œ‡ๆ’ผไบ†๏ผ›ๅฏนๆˆ‘ๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏไพฟๅˆฉ็š„็ผฉๅฝฑ๏ผŒไธ€ๅฎถๅ…จๅคฉๅ€™่ฅไธš็š„ไพฟๅˆฉๅบ—๏ผŒ่ฐ็Ÿฅ้“ๅ‘ข๏ผŸ 10ๅนดๆฅ๏ผŒๅ‡ ไนŽๆฒกๆœ‰ๅ˜ๅŒ–๏ผŒไปŽ่ฎธๅคšไผไธš็š„24ๅฐๆ—ถๆ€ง่ดจๅˆฐไธญๅ›ฝๅญ˜ๅœจ็š„ๆ•ˆ็އ้ฉฑๅŠจๆ–‡ๅŒ–๏ผŒไบบไปฌ้žๅธธๅผบ็ƒˆๅ’Œๆ นๆทฑ่’‚ๅ›บๅœฐๆœŸๆœ›่ทŸไธŠๅฟซ้€Ÿๅ‘ๅฑ•ใ€‚

    Take public transportation as an example. Efficient, yes. Gets you from A to B, pretty much so, yes. Chaotic but yet somehow organised, double-down on that yes. Chinese cities are known for their efficient public transportation systems. Trains and buses run frequently, but during those rush time peak hours, everything moves quickly. Very quickly. Knowing the schedules and getting accustomed to apps like Metro Man or Gaode Maps (although Iโ€™m more partial to using my iPhone Maps app) can save significant time on those daily commutes. 

    ไปฅๅ…ฌๅ…ฑไบค้€šไธบไพ‹ใ€‚ ้ซ˜ๆ•ˆ๏ผŒๆ˜ฏ็š„ใ€‚ ่ฎฉไฝ ไปŽAๅˆฐB๏ผŒๅทฎไธๅคš๏ผŒๆ˜ฏ็š„ใ€‚ ๆททไนฑ๏ผŒไฝ†ไธ็Ÿฅไฝ•ๆ•…ๆœ‰ๆกไธ็ดŠ๏ผŒๅŠ ๅ€ๅŒๆ„ใ€‚ ไธญๅ›ฝๅŸŽๅธ‚ไปฅๅ…ถ้ซ˜ๆ•ˆ็š„ๅ…ฌๅ…ฑไบค้€š็ณป็ปŸ่€Œ้—ปๅใ€‚ ็ซ่ปŠๅ’Œๅ…ฌๅ…ฑๆฑฝ่ปŠ้ ป็นๅŸท่กŒ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅœจ้ซ˜ๅณฐๆœŸ้ซ˜ๅณฐๆœŸ๏ผŒไธ€ๅˆ‡้ƒฝๅพˆๅฟซใ€‚ ๅพˆๅฟซใ€‚ ไบ†่งฃๆ—ถ้—ด่กจๅนถไน ๆƒฏMetro Manๆˆ–Gaode Maps็ญ‰ๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ๏ผˆๅฐฝ็ฎกๆˆ‘ๆ›ดๅ–œๆฌขไฝฟ็”จiPhone Mapsๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ๏ผ‰ๅฏไปฅๅœจๆ—ฅๅธธ้€šๅ‹คไธญ่Š‚็œๅคง้‡ๆ—ถ้—ดใ€‚

    Prepare for the quick pace of boarding and alighting to avoid delays. Remember to use your elbows. Taste of music blasting through your headphones, down to personal preference.

    ไธบๅฟซ้€Ÿ็š„็™ปๆœบๅ’Œไธ‹ๆœบๅšๅฅฝๅ‡†ๅค‡๏ผŒไปฅ้ฟๅ…ๅปถ่ฏฏใ€‚ ่ฎฐๅพ—็”จไฝ ็š„่‚˜้ƒจใ€‚ ้Ÿณไน็š„ๅ‘ณ้“้€š่ฟ‡ไฝ ็š„่€ณๆœบ็ˆ†็‚ธ๏ผŒๅฝ’็ป“ไธบไธชไบบๅ–œๅฅฝใ€‚

    Business in China moves fast. Delving back into my first year here, I remember getting my hair cut on a Friday night at my local go to barber, they closed down on a Saturday. By Sunday, the shop was gutted. Days later it became my go to dumpling restaurant (sans the hair). Everyoneโ€™s reluctant best friend WeChat, the ubiquitous communication app, is used not just for social messaging but for professional interactions as well. The back-home debate of WhatsApp work groups just doesnโ€™t exist here. New expats to China need to be aware of the rapid turnaround times for replies, expectations for responsiveness, and quick decision-making in workplace settings. 

    ไธญๅ›ฝ็š„็”Ÿๆ„ๅ‘ๅฑ•ๅพˆๅฟซใ€‚ ๅ›žๅˆฐๆˆ‘ๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œ็š„็ฌฌไธ€ๅนด๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ฎฐๅพ—ๅ‘จไบ”ๆ™šไธŠๅœจๅฝ“ๅœฐ็š„็†ๅ‘ๅบ—ๅ‰ชไบ†ๅคดๅ‘๏ผŒไป–ไปฌๅ‘จๅ…ญๅฐฑๅ…ณ้—จไบ†ใ€‚ ๅˆฐๅ‘จๆ—ฅ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๅฎถๅ•†ๅบ—่ขซๆ‹†ๆฏไบ†ใ€‚ ๅนพๅคฉๅพŒ๏ผŒๅฎƒๆˆไบ†ๆˆ‘ๅŽป็š„้คƒๅญ้คๅปณ๏ผˆๆฒ’ๆœ‰้ ญ้ซฎ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ๆฏไธชไบบ้ƒฝไธๆƒ…ๆ„ฟ็š„ๅฅฝๆœ‹ๅ‹ๅพฎไฟก๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไธชๆ— ๅค„ไธๅœจ็š„้€šไฟกๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ๏ผŒไธไป…็”จไบŽ็คพไบคไฟกๆฏ๏ผŒ่ฟ˜็”จไบŽไธ“ไธšไบ’ๅŠจใ€‚ WhatsAppๅทฅไฝœ็ป„็š„ๅฎถๅบญ่พฉ่ฎบๅœจ่ฟ™้‡Œๅนถไธๅญ˜ๅœจใ€‚ ๆ–ฐๆฅไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซ้œ€่ฆไบ†่งฃๅ›žๅค็š„ๅฟซ้€Ÿๅ‘จ่ฝฌๆ—ถ้—ดใ€ๅฏนๅ“ๅบ”็š„ๆœŸๆœ›ไปฅๅŠๅทฅไฝœๅœบๆ‰€็š„ๅฟซ้€Ÿๅ†ณ็ญ–ใ€‚

    Understanding this helps in planning workdays and responding promptly. Avoid the awkward stickers, the last thing you need to do is send your new boss a cool cat sticker (or maybe do, you never know what the reaction will be!)

    ไบ†่งฃ่ฟ™ไธ€็‚นๆœ‰ๅŠฉไบŽ่ฎกๅˆ’ๅทฅไฝœๆ—ฅๅนถๅŠๆ—ถๅšๅ‡บๅ›žๅบ”ใ€‚ ้ฟๅ…ๅฐดๅฐฌ็š„่ดด็บธ๏ผŒไฝ ๆœ€ไธ้œ€่ฆๅš็š„ๅฐฑๆ˜ฏ็ป™ไฝ ็š„ๆ–ฐ่€ๆฟๅ‘ไธ€ๅผ ๅพˆ้…ท็š„็Œซ่ดด็บธ๏ผˆๆˆ–่€…ไนŸ่ฎธไผš่ฟ™ๆ ทๅš๏ผŒไฝ ๆฐธ่ฟœไธ็Ÿฅ้“ไผšๆœ‰ไป€ไนˆๅๅบ”๏ผ๏ผ‰

    The expectation for swift communication extends way beyond business and in to everyday life. Quick responses via WeChat or email are often seen as respectful and professional (Iโ€™ve fallen victim to this many times…) Iโ€™ve had to factor this into my own time management strategies recently, setting aside specific windows in the day to respond to messages rather than being reactive all the time. 

    ๅฏนๅฟซ้€ŸๆฒŸ้€š็š„ๆœŸๆœ›่ฟœไธๆญขไบŽไธšๅŠก๏ผŒไนŸๅปถไผธๅˆฐไบ†ๆ—ฅๅธธ็”Ÿๆดปใ€‚ ้€š่ฟ‡ๅพฎไฟกๆˆ–็”ตๅญ้‚ฎไปถ็š„ๅฟซ้€Ÿๅ›žๅค้€šๅธธ่ขซ่ง†ไธบๅฐŠ้‡ๅ’Œไธ“ไธš๏ผˆๆˆ‘ๅคšๆฌกๆˆไธบๅ—ๅฎณ่€………๏ผ‰ ๆˆ‘ๆœ€่ฟ‘ไธๅพ—ไธๅฐ†่ฟ™ไธ€็‚น็บณๅ…ฅๆˆ‘่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆ—ถ้—ด็ฎก็†็ญ–็•ฅไธญ๏ผŒๅœจไธ€ๅคฉไธญ้ข„็•™็‰นๅฎš็š„็ช—ๅฃๆฅๅ›žๅคไฟกๆฏ๏ผŒ่€Œไธๆ˜ฏไธ€็›ด่ขซๅŠจใ€‚

    Sitting on the toilet and replying seems to be the optimum time and best strategy. 

    ๅๅœจ้ฉฌๆกถไธŠๅ›žๅคไผผไนŽๆ˜ฏๆœ€ไฝณๆ—ถ้—ดๅ’Œๆœ€ไฝณ็ญ–็•ฅใ€‚

    Sticking with your new โ€œbestieโ€, WeChat. More than just a messaging platform, WeChat is a one-stop app that handles payments, transportation, event bookings, file transfers and more . Using WeChat to multi-task can help us expats save time by centralising our daily activities, whether itโ€™s paying utility bills, ordering takeaway, or booking movie tickets (much cheaper than at the actual cinema!)

    ๅšๆŒไฝ ็š„ๆ–ฐโ€œๆœ€ๅฅฝ็š„ๆœ‹ๅ‹โ€๏ผŒๅพฎไฟกใ€‚ ๅพฎไฟกไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชๆถˆๆฏๅนณๅฐ๏ผŒๅฎƒๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชไธ€็ซ™ๅผๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ๏ผŒๅฏไปฅๅค„็†ไป˜ๆฌพใ€ไบค้€šใ€ๆดปๅŠจ้ข„่ฎขใ€ๆ–‡ไปถไผ ่พ“็ญ‰ใ€‚ ไฝฟ็”จๅพฎไฟก่ฟ›่กŒๅคšไปปๅŠกๅค„็†ๅฏไปฅ้€š่ฟ‡้›†ไธญๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๆ—ฅๅธธๆดปๅŠจๆฅๅธฎๅŠฉๆˆ‘ไปฌๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซ่Š‚็œๆ—ถ้—ด๏ผŒๆ— ่ฎบๆ˜ฏๆ”ฏไป˜ๆฐด็”ต่ดนใ€็‚นๅค–ๅ–่ฟ˜ๆ˜ฏ้ข„่ฎข็”ตๅฝฑ็ฅจ๏ผˆๆฏ”ๅœจ็”ตๅฝฑ้™ขไพฟๅฎœๅพ—ๅคš๏ผ๏ผ‰

    DiDi (the Chinese equivalent of Uber and a fraction of the cost, made that mistake in Vienna over the summerโ€ฆ) and Alipay can be used to quickly book rides, split fares and make fast payments. Iโ€™m more of an AliPay fan myself rather than WeChat, it must be the calming blueโ€ฆ For those who enjoy the fast paced lifestyle and are constantly on the move, these tools offer seamless integration into everyday life, allowing to schedule pickups and pay for services instantly. 

    ๆปดๆปด๏ผˆไธญๆ–‡็ญ‰ๅŒไบŽๅ„ชๆญฅ๏ผŒๆˆๆœฌๅชๆœ‰ไธ€ๅฐ้ƒจๅˆ†๏ผŒๅคๅคฉๅœจ็ถญไนŸ็ด็Šฏไบ†้€™ๅ€‹้Œฏ่ชค……๏ผ‰ๅ’Œๆ”ฏไป˜ๅฏถๅฏไปฅ็”จไพ†ๅฟซ้€Ÿ้ ่จ‚ไน˜่ปŠใ€ๅˆ†ๆ”ค็ฅจๅƒนๅ’Œๅฟซ้€Ÿไป˜ๆฌพใ€‚ ๆˆ‘่‡ชๅทฑๆ›ดๅƒๆ˜ฏๆ”ฏไป˜ๅฎ็š„็ฒ‰ไธ๏ผŒ่€Œไธๆ˜ฏๅพฎไฟก๏ผŒๅฎƒไธ€ๅฎšๆ˜ฏๅนณ้™็š„่“่‰ฒ……ๅฏนไบŽ้‚ฃไบ›ๅ–œๆฌขๅฟซ่Š‚ๅฅ็”Ÿๆดปๆ–นๅผๅนถ็ปๅธธ็งปๅŠจ็š„ไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไบ›ๅทฅๅ…ทๅฏไปฅๆ— ็ผ้›†ๆˆๅˆฐๆ—ฅๅธธ็”Ÿๆดปไธญ๏ผŒๅ…่ฎธๅณๆ—ถๅฎ‰ๆŽ’ๅ–่ดงๅ’Œๆ”ฏไป˜ๆœๅŠก่ดน็”จใ€‚

    If youโ€™re feeling environmentally friendly, thereโ€™s even the Ant Forest feature, where AliPay usage results in being able to collect โ€œenergyโ€ and then planting trees in real life!

    ๅฆ‚ๆžœๆ‚จ่ง‰ๅพ—็Žฏไฟ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณ่ฟ˜ๆœ‰่š‚่šๆฃฎๆž—ๅŠŸ่ƒฝ๏ผŒไฝฟ็”จๆ”ฏไป˜ๅฎๅฏไปฅๆ”ถ้›†โ€œ่ƒฝ้‡โ€๏ผŒ็„ถๅŽๅœจ็Žฐๅฎž็”Ÿๆดปไธญๆคๆ ‘๏ผ

    Not going to go into this one too much, my student Emma wrote a fantastic article on โ€œOrdering Food in China 4 Non Chinese Speakersโ€; itโ€™s Ele.me or Meituan (pick your poison). Both apps are leaders in food delivery, but they also offer services ranging from grocery deliveries to parcel pick-up. Feel like the house party is winding down too early at 11pm, order an extra six pack of Tsingtao (or two) on Meituan! Using these apps can help cut down on errands, freeing up more time for personal activities. Or it can just make you lazy and antisocial and youโ€™ll never leave your apartment again.

    ๆˆ‘็š„ๅญฆ็”ŸEmmaๅ†™ไบ†ไธ€็ฏ‡ๅ…ณไบŽโ€œๅœจไธญๅ›ฝ่ฎข่ดญ้ฃŸ็‰ฉ4ไธช้žๅŽไบบโ€็š„็ฒพๅฝฉๆ–‡็ซ ๏ผ›ๆ˜ฏEle.meๆˆ–Meituan๏ผˆ้€‰ๆ‹ฉไฝ ็š„ๆฏ’่ฏ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ไธคไธชๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ้ƒฝๆ˜ฏ้ฃŸๅ“้…้€็š„้ข†ๅฏผ่€…๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฎƒไปฌไนŸๆไพ›ไปŽๆ‚่ดง้…้€ๅˆฐๅŒ…่ฃนๅ–ไปถ็ญ‰ๆœๅŠกใ€‚ ๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๆ™šไธŠ11็‚น็š„ๅฎถๅบญๆดพๅฏน็ป“ๆŸๅพ—ๅคชๆ—ฉไบ†๏ผŒๅœจ็พŽๅ›ขไธŠๅคš่ฎข่ดญๅ…ญๅŒ…๏ผˆๆˆ–ไธคๆฏ๏ผ‰้’ๅฒ›๏ผ ไฝฟ็”จ่ฟ™ไบ›ๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบๅฏไปฅๅธฎๅŠฉๅ‡ๅฐ‘ๅทฎไบ‹๏ผŒ่…พๅ‡บๆ›ดๅคšๆ—ถ้—ด่ฟ›่กŒไธชไบบๆดปๅŠจใ€‚ ๆˆ–่€…ๅฎƒๅชๆœƒ่ฎ“ไฝ ่ฎŠๅพ—ๆ‡ถๆƒฐๅ’Œๅ็คพไบค๏ผŒไฝ ๅ†ไนŸไธๆœƒ้›ข้–‹ไฝ ็š„ๅ…ฌๅฏ“ไบ†ใ€‚

    Amid the hustle and bustle, it’s easy to lose sight of personal well-being. However, carving out personal time is essential to avoid burnout and maintain mental health in the high-paced environment that is China.

    ๅœจๅ–งๅšฃไธญ๏ผŒๅพˆๅฎนๆ˜“ๅฟฝ่ง†ไธชไบบๅฅๅบทใ€‚ ็„ถ่€Œ๏ผŒๅœจไธญๅ›ฝๅฟซ่Š‚ๅฅ็š„็Žฏๅขƒไธญ๏ผŒ็•™ๅ‡บไธชไบบๆ—ถ้—ดๅฏนไบŽ้ฟๅ…ๅ€ฆๆ€ ๅ’ŒไฟๆŒๅฟƒ็†ๅฅๅบท่‡ณๅ…ณ้‡่ฆใ€‚

    Firstly, you need to set digital boundaries. The always-on culture of apps like WeChat can blur the line between work and personal life. Iโ€™d encourage new expats to establish boundaries, such as setting “do not disturb” hours or turning off notifications after a certain time to avoid being pulled into work-related matters outside office hours. Old expats can even try it too. Itโ€™s something that Iโ€™ve been working on myself in recent weeks.

    ้ฆ–ๅ…ˆ๏ผŒไฝ ้œ€่ฆ่ฎพๅฎšๆ•ฐๅญ—็•Œ้™ใ€‚ ๅƒๅพฎไฟก่ฟ™ๆ ท็š„ๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ็š„ๅธธๆ—ถๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไผšๆจก็ณŠๅทฅไฝœๅ’Œไธชไบบ็”Ÿๆดปไน‹้—ด็š„็•Œ้™ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไผš้ผ“ๅŠฑๆ–ฐ็š„ๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซๅปบ็ซ‹็•Œ้™๏ผŒไพ‹ๅฆ‚่ฎพ็ฝฎโ€œ่ฏทๅ‹ฟๆ‰“ๆ‰ฐโ€ๆ—ถ้—ดๆˆ–ๅœจไธ€ๅฎšๆ—ถ้—ดๅŽๅ…ณ้—ญ้€š็Ÿฅ๏ผŒไปฅ้ฟๅ…ๅœจๅŠžๅ…ฌๆ—ถ้—ดไน‹ๅค–่ขซๆ‹‰ๅ…ฅไธŽๅทฅไฝœ็›ธๅ…ณ็š„ไบ‹ๅŠกใ€‚ ่€ๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซ็”š่‡ณๅฏไปฅๅฐ่ฏ•ไธ€ไธ‹ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๅ‡ ๅ‘จไธ€็›ดๅœจๅŠชๅŠ›็š„ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ€‚

    Secondly, in this fast-paced environment, regular breaks can help restore focus and maintain productivity. Scheduling breaks into your day, whether itโ€™s a quick walk in the local park or a 10-minute tea break (you are in China after all, although for me, if it ainโ€™t Yorkshire, Iโ€™m not drinking it) can be a simple but effective way to recharge. 

    ๅ…ถๆฌก๏ผŒๅœจ่ฟ™็งๅฟซ่Š‚ๅฅ็š„็Žฏๅขƒไธญ๏ผŒๅฎšๆœŸไผ‘ๆฏๆœ‰ๅŠฉไบŽๆขๅคๆณจๆ„ๅŠ›ๅนถไฟๆŒ็”ŸไบงๅŠ›ใ€‚ ๅฎ‰ๆŽ’ๆ—ถ้—ด่ฟ›ๅ…ฅไฝ ็š„ไธ€ๅคฉ๏ผŒๆ— ่ฎบๆ˜ฏๅœจๅฝ“ๅœฐๅ…ฌๅ›ญ้‡Œๅฟซ้€Ÿๆ•ฃๆญฅ่ฟ˜ๆ˜ฏ10ๅˆ†้’Ÿ็š„่Œถๆญ‡๏ผˆไฝ ๆฏ•็ซŸๅœจไธญๅ›ฝ๏ผŒๅฐฝ็ฎกๅฏนๆˆ‘ๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒๅฆ‚ๆžœไธๆ˜ฏ็บฆๅ…‹้ƒก๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไธไผšๅ–ๅฎƒ๏ผ‰้ƒฝๅฏไปฅๆ˜ฏไธ€็ง็ฎ€ๅ•ไฝ†ๆœ‰ๆ•ˆ็š„ๅ……็”ตๆ–นๅผใ€‚

    A quick pit-stop to LuckinCoffee usually does the trick, just remember to order ahead using the app (yes, another app!) Sit back on a bench, relax and watch the madness of the world zoom by.

    ๅฟซ้€Ÿ่ฟ›็ซ™ๅˆฐLuckinCoffee้€šๅธธๅฏไปฅ๏ผŒๅช่ฆ่ฎฐๅพ—ไฝฟ็”จๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบๆๅ‰่ฎข่ดญ๏ผˆๆ˜ฏ็š„๏ผŒๅฆไธ€ไธชๅบ”็”จ็จ‹ๅบ๏ผ๏ผ‰ ๅๅœจ้•ฟๆค…ไธŠ๏ผŒๆ”พๆพไธ€ไธ‹๏ผŒ็œ‹็€ไธ–็•Œ็š„็–ฏ็‹‚ใ€‚

    Most Chinese cities, despite their intensity, do offer hidden oases for relaxation; youโ€™ve just got to find them. Nanjing does have a multitude of parks, tea houses, and temples which provide a quiet escape from the cityโ€™s hustle. Iโ€™d encourage expats to explore these local sanctuaries for mental and emotional rejuvenation, or just to gain a few moments of escapism. For those new to Nanjing, Xuanwu Lake Park or Confucius Temple are nice (quick tip: avoid holidays like the Plague). For me, it has to be one of Nanjingโ€™s many green and mountainous areas, meandering alleys or sat by one of the Cityโ€™s many waterways (Mochou Lake and Jiulonghu in the south are two of my favourites). 

    ๅคงๅคšๆ•ฐไธญๅ›ฝๅŸŽๅธ‚๏ผŒๅฐฝ็ฎกๅฎƒไปฌๅพˆๅฏ†้›†๏ผŒไฝ†็กฎๅฎžๆไพ›ไบ†้š่—็š„ๆ”พๆพ็ปฟๆดฒ๏ผ›ไฝ ๅช้œ€่ฆๆ‰พๅˆฐๅฎƒไปฌใ€‚ ๅ—ไบฌ็กฎๅฎžๆœ‰่ฎธๅคšๅ…ฌๅ›ญใ€่Œถ้ฆ†ๅ’Œๅฏบๅบ™๏ผŒๅฏไปฅๅฎ‰้™ๅœฐ้€ƒ็ฆปๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„ๅ–งๅšฃใ€‚ ๆˆ‘้ผ“ๅŠฑๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซๆŽข็ดข่ฟ™ไบ›ๅฝ“ๅœฐ็š„้ฟ้šพๆ‰€๏ผŒไปฅๆขๅค็ฒพ็ฅžๅ’Œๆƒ…ๆ„Ÿ๏ผŒๆˆ–่€…ๅชๆ˜ฏไธบไบ†่Žทๅพ—็‰‡ๅˆป็š„้€ƒ้ฟ็Žฐๅฎžใ€‚ ๅฏนไบŽ้‚ฃไบ›ๅˆšๅˆฐๅ—ไบฌ็š„ไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒ็Ž„ๆญฆๆน–ๅ…ฌๅ›ญๆˆ–ๅญ”ๅญๅบ™ๅพˆไธ้”™๏ผˆๆ็คบ๏ผš้ฟๅ…ๅƒ็˜Ÿ็–ซ่ฟ™ๆ ท็š„ๅ‡ๆœŸ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ๅฏนๆˆ‘ๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒๅฎƒๅฟ…้กปๆ˜ฏๅ—ไบฌไผ—ๅคš็ปฟ่‰ฒๅ’ŒๅฑฑๅŒบไน‹ไธ€๏ผŒ่œฟ่œ’็š„ๅฐๅททๆˆ–ไฝไบŽ่ฏฅๅธ‚ไผ—ๅคšๆฐด้“ไน‹ไธ€๏ผˆๅ—้ƒจ็š„่Žซๅทžๆน–ๅ’Œไน้พ™ๆน–ๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ๆœ€ๅ–œๆฌข็š„ไธคไธช๏ผ‰ใ€‚

    Time management isn’t just about scheduling; it also requires an understanding of cultural nuances that can impact how time is spent. Adjusting your expectations to align with local practices can make day-to-day life smoother. Work hours might not be 9-5, but what you will encounter is the concept of “mianzi” or “face”. Mianzi plays a significant role in professional and social interactions in China. For example, in a professional setting, it may not be appropriate to decline meetings or requests outright, even if they conflict with prior commitments. Learning how to navigate these situations gracefully can prevent time-related stress. 

    ๆ—ถ้—ด็ฎก็†ไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏๅ…ณไบŽๆ—ฅ็จ‹ๅฎ‰ๆŽ’๏ผ›ๅฎƒ่ฟ˜้œ€่ฆไบ†่งฃๆ–‡ๅŒ–็ป†ๅพฎๅทฎๅˆซ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไบ›็ป†ๅพฎๅทฎๅˆซไผšๅฝฑๅ“ๆ—ถ้—ด็š„่Šฑ่ดนๆ–นๅผใ€‚ ่ฐƒๆ•ดไฝ ็š„ๆœŸๆœ›๏ผŒไปฅ็ฌฆๅˆๅฝ“ๅœฐ็š„ๅšๆณ•๏ผŒๅฏไปฅไฝฟๆ—ฅๅธธ็”Ÿๆดปๆ›ด้กบ็•…ใ€‚ ๅทฅไฝœๆ—ถ้—ดๅฏ่ƒฝไธๆ˜ฏ9-5๏ผŒไฝ†ไฝ ไผš้‡ๅˆฐ็š„ๆ˜ฏโ€œ้ขๅญโ€ๆˆ–โ€œ่„ธโ€็š„ๆฆ‚ๅฟตใ€‚ ๅœจไธญๅ›ฝ๏ผŒMianziๅœจไธ“ไธšๅ’Œ็คพไผšไบคๅพ€ไธญๅ‘ๆŒฅ็€้‡่ฆไฝœ็”จใ€‚ ไพ‹ๅฆ‚๏ผŒๅœจไธ“ไธš็Žฏๅขƒไธญ๏ผŒ็›ดๆŽฅๆ‹’็ปไผš่ฎฎๆˆ–่ฏทๆฑ‚ๅฏ่ƒฝไธๅˆ้€‚๏ผŒๅณไฝฟๅฎƒไปฌไธŽๅ…ˆๅ‰็š„ๆ‰ฟ่ฏบ็›ธๅ†ฒ็ชใ€‚ ๅญฆไน ๅฆ‚ไฝ•ไผ˜้›…ๅœฐ้ฉพ้ฉญ่ฟ™ไบ›ๆƒ…ๅ†ตๅฏไปฅ้˜ฒๆญขไธŽๆ—ถ้—ด็›ธๅ…ณ็š„ๅŽ‹ๅŠ›ใ€‚

    This can include saying “Iโ€™ll check my schedule” instead of declining a meeting outright, to avoid losing face.

    ่ฟ™ๅฏไปฅๅŒ…ๆ‹ฌ่ฏดโ€œๆˆ‘ไผšๆฃ€ๆŸฅๆˆ‘็š„ๆ—ฅ็จ‹ๅฎ‰ๆŽ’โ€๏ผŒ่€Œไธๆ˜ฏ็›ดๆŽฅๆ‹’็ปไผš่ฎฎ๏ผŒไปฅ้ฟๅ…ไธข่„ธใ€‚

    While the pace of life is fast, there are certain processes (like governmental services or bureaucratic approvals) that can be slower than expected. New expats should prepare for longer waiting times for official procedures and plan around these delays. By knowing what to expect, you can avoid frustration and manage your time better. But whatever you do, try and avoid visiting the bankโ€ฆ Iโ€™m pretty sure Dante missed out that specific Circle of Hell.

    ่™ฝ็„ถ็”Ÿๆดป่Š‚ๅฅๅพˆๅฟซ๏ผŒไฝ†ๆŸไบ›่ฟ‡็จ‹๏ผˆๅฆ‚ๆ”ฟๅบœๆœๅŠกๆˆ–ๅฎ˜ๅƒšๆ‰นๅ‡†๏ผ‰ๅฏ่ƒฝๆฏ”้ข„ๆœŸ็š„่ฆๆ…ขใ€‚ ๆ–ฐ็š„ๅค–็ฑไบบๅฃซๅบ”่ฏฅไธบๆญฃๅผ็จ‹ๅบ็š„ๆ›ด้•ฟ็š„็ญ‰ๅพ…ๆ—ถ้—ดๅšๅฅฝๅ‡†ๅค‡๏ผŒๅนถๅ›ด็ป•่ฟ™ไบ›ๅปถ่ฏฏๅšๅฅฝ่ฎกๅˆ’ใ€‚ ้€š่ฟ‡ไบ†่งฃไผšๅ‘็”Ÿไป€ไนˆ๏ผŒไฝ ๅฏไปฅ้ฟๅ…ๆฒฎไธง๏ผŒๆ›ดๅฅฝๅœฐ็ฎก็†ไฝ ็š„ๆ—ถ้—ดใ€‚ ไฝ†ๆ— ่ฎบไฝ ๅšไป€ไนˆ๏ผŒ้ƒฝๅฐฝ้‡้ฟๅ…ๅŽป้“ถ่กŒ……ๆˆ‘ๅพˆ็กฎๅฎšไฝ†ไธ้”™่ฟ‡ไบ†้‚ฃไธช็‰นๅฎš็š„ๅœฐ็‹ฑๅœˆใ€‚

    Building relationships and networks (guanxi) is crucial in Chinese culture, especially in business. While this might take time, it can lead to faster processes in the future, whether securing deals, getting things done through official channels, or even accessing better services. Invest time in building these connections, as they can save time in the long run. Remember, itโ€™s not what you know, but itโ€™s who you know.

    ๅปบ็ซ‹ๅ…ณ็ณปๅ’Œ็ฝ‘็ปœ๏ผˆguanxi๏ผ‰ๅœจไธญๅ›ฝๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไธญ่‡ณๅ…ณ้‡่ฆ๏ผŒ็‰นๅˆซๆ˜ฏๅœจๅ•†ไธšไธญใ€‚ ่™ฝ็„ถ่ฟ™ๅฏ่ƒฝ้œ€่ฆๆ—ถ้—ด๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฎƒๅฏ่ƒฝไผšๅฏผ่‡ดๆœชๆฅ็š„ๆต็จ‹ๆ›ดๅฟซ๏ผŒๆ— ่ฎบๆ˜ฏ็กฎไฟไบคๆ˜“ใ€้€š่ฟ‡ๅฎ˜ๆ–นๆธ ้“ๅฎŒๆˆๅทฅไฝœ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณ่Žทๅพ—ๆ›ดๅฅฝ็š„ๆœๅŠกใ€‚ ๆŠ•ๅ…ฅๆ—ถ้—ดๅปบ็ซ‹่ฟ™ไบ›่”็ณป๏ผŒๅ› ไธบไปŽ้•ฟ่ฟœๆฅ็œ‹๏ผŒๅฎƒไปฌๅฏไปฅ่Š‚็œๆ—ถ้—ดใ€‚ ่ฎฐไฝ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไธๆ˜ฏไฝ ็Ÿฅ้“ไป€ไนˆ๏ผŒ่€Œๆ˜ฏไฝ ่ฎค่ฏ†่ฐใ€‚

  • Looking up; At Chinaโ€™s Cultural Incongruities

    Looking up; At Chinaโ€™s Cultural Incongruities

    It seems almost unfashionable now to point out that China’s rapid modernisation over the past few decades has led to some intriguing cultural incongruities, where ancient traditions coexist almost symbiotically with contemporary lifestyles. But itโ€™s still one that fascinates me daily even as I notch up my first decade here in the Middle Kingdom. 

    ็Žฐๅœจ๏ผŒๆŒ‡ๅ‡บไธญๅ›ฝ่ฟ‡ๅŽปๅ‡ ๅๅนด็š„ๅฟซ้€Ÿ็ŽฐไปฃๅŒ–ๅฏผ่‡ดไบ†ไธ€ไบ›่€ไบบๅฏปๅ‘ณ็š„ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไธๅ่ฐƒ๏ผŒๅคไปฃไผ ็ปŸไธŽๅฝ“ไปฃ็”Ÿๆดปๆ–นๅผๅ‡ ไนŽๅ…ฑ็”Ÿๅ…ฑๅญ˜๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไผผไนŽๅ‡ ไนŽไธๆ—ถ้ซฆใ€‚ ไฝ†ๅณไฝฟๆˆ‘ๅœจไธญ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝ็š„็ฌฌไธ€ไธชๅๅนด๏ผŒๅฎƒไป็„ถๆฏๅคฉ้ƒฝ่ฎฉๆˆ‘็€่ฟทใ€‚

    On the one hand, we have a society that still promotes traditional values such as filial piety, Confucianism and the celebration of historical festivals. On the other, we have the younger generations; Millennials and Gen Zs, influenced by globalisation and digitalisation, increasingly embracing consumerism and individualism.ย 

    ไธ€ๆ–น้ข๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌๆœ‰ไธ€ไธช็คพไผš๏ผŒไป็„ถๆๅ€กๅญ้“ใ€ๅ„’ๅฎถๅ’Œๅบ†็ฅๅކๅฒ่Š‚ๆ—ฅ็ญ‰ไผ ็ปŸไปทๅ€ผ่ง‚ใ€‚ ๅฆไธ€ๆ–น้ข๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌๆœ‰ๅนด่ฝปไธ€ไปฃ๏ผ›ๅ—ๅ…จ็ƒๅŒ–ๅ’Œๆ•ฐๅญ—ๅŒ–ๅฝฑๅ“็š„ๅƒ็ฆงไธ€ไปฃๅ’ŒZไธ–ไปฃ๏ผŒ่ถŠๆฅ่ถŠๆŽฅๅ—ๆถˆ่ดนไธปไน‰ๅ’Œไธชไบบไธปไน‰ใ€‚

    Here in the Yangtze River Delta, this cultural incongruity is clearly evident. Walk down Zhongshan Nan Lu in our own Nanjing and it is hard to miss the traditional Chinese medicine shop squeezed between the siren symbol of Starbucks (yes, a siren not a mermaid. Sirens are often depicted with two tails; check your coffee cup next time you pay a visit) and the snow white goatee of Colonel Sanders himself. 

    ๅœจ้•ฟไธ‰่ง’่ฟ™้‡Œ๏ผŒ่ฟ™็งๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไธๅ่ฐƒๆ˜ฏๆ˜พ่€Œๆ˜“่ง็š„ใ€‚ ่ตฐๅœจๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๅ—ไบฌ็š„ไธญๅฑฑๅ—่ทฏ๏ผŒๅพˆ้šพ้”™่ฟ‡ๅคนๅœจๆ˜Ÿๅทดๅ…‹็š„่ญฆ็ฌ›็ฌฆๅทไน‹้—ด็š„ไผ ็ปŸไธญ่ฏๅบ—๏ผˆๆ˜ฏ็š„๏ผŒ่ญฆ็ฌ›ไธๆ˜ฏ็พŽไบบ้ฑผ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ่ญฆ็ฌ›้€šๅธธ่ขซๆ็ป˜ๆˆไธคๆกๅฐพๅทด๏ผ›ไธ‹ๆฌก่ฎฟ้—ฎๆ—ถๆฃ€ๆŸฅไฝ ็š„ๅ’–ๅ•กๆฏ๏ผ‰ๅ’Œๆก‘ๅพทๆ–ฏไธŠๆ กๆœฌไบบ็š„้›ช็™ฝๅฑฑ็พŠ่ƒกๅญใ€‚

    I remember one of the first times I visited Shanghai way back in 2014. As I walked around the tourist trap that is Yuyuan Garden, I instinctively looked up. Hidden between all of the bridges, ponds, teahouses, pavilions, there was a small gap of mere centimetres. In that gap, nestled between the architecture of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, I saw a skyscraper. 

    ๆˆ‘่จ˜ๅพ—2014ๅนดๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌก่จชๅ•ไธŠๆตทใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๆˆ‘็ป•็€ๆธธไนๅ›ญ่ฟ™ไธชๆ—…ๆธธ้™ท้˜ฑ่ตฐๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆœฌ่ƒฝๅœฐๆŠฌๅคด็œ‹ไบ†็œ‹ใ€‚ ้š่—ๅœจๆ‰€ๆœ‰็š„ๆกฅๆขใ€ๆฑ ๅก˜ใ€่Œถ้ฆ†ใ€ไบญๅญไน‹้—ด๏ผŒๅชๆœ‰ๅ‡ ๅŽ˜็ฑณ็š„ๅฐ็ผ้š™ใ€‚ ๅœจ้‚ฃไธช็ผ้š™ไธญ๏ผŒไพๅŽๅœจๆ˜Žๆธ…ๆ—ถๆœŸ็š„ๅปบ็ญ‘ไน‹้—ด๏ผŒๆˆ‘็œ‹ๅˆฐไบ†ไธ€ๅบงๆ‘ฉๅคฉๅคงๆฅผใ€‚

    In that instant, the cultural incongruities of China hit me. Iโ€™m not sure even if it was one of the glittering towers in nearby Pudong or not, but that difference between old and new, the dichotomy between traditional and modern China fascinated me, and it has almost every single day since then. 

    ้‚ฃไธ€ๅˆป๏ผŒไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไธๅ่ฐƒๆ„Ÿๅ‡ปไบ†ๆˆ‘ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไธ็กฎๅฎšๅฎƒๆ˜ฏๅฆๆ˜ฏๆตฆไธœ้™„่ฟ‘้—ช้—ชๅ‘ๅ…‰็š„ๅก”ๆฅผไน‹ไธ€๏ผŒไฝ†ๆ–ฐๆ—งไน‹้—ด็š„ๅŒบๅˆซ๏ผŒไผ ็ปŸๅ’Œ็Žฐไปฃไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ไบŒๅˆ†ๆณ•่ฎฉๆˆ‘็€่ฟท๏ผŒไปŽ้‚ฃๆ—ถ่ตท๏ผŒๅฎƒๅ‡ ไนŽๆฏๅคฉ้ƒฝๅฆ‚ๆญคใ€‚

    Iโ€™m forever looking up now, seeking out those dichotomies between old and new.

    ๆˆ‘็Žฐๅœจๆฐธ่ฟœๅœจๅ‘ไธŠ็œ‹๏ผŒๅฏปๆ‰พๆ–ฐๆ—งไน‹้—ด็š„ไบŒๅˆ†ๆณ•ใ€‚

    A recent trip back to that sprawling metropolis east of here led me to stay in a Ming Dynasty courtyard hotel. Exquisite and historical, I spent my evenings sat at the door looking up at the towering neon skyscraper overlooking the Ming courtyard. Old and new squashed together yet again, and a view I did not want to stop looking at. I was mesmerised. 

    ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๅ›žๅˆฐ่ฟ™้‡Œไปฅไธœ้‚ฃๅบงๅนฟ้˜”็š„ๅคง้ƒฝๅธ‚๏ผŒ่ฎฉๆˆ‘ไฝๅœจไธ€ๅฎถๆ˜Žไปฃๅบญ้™ข้…’ๅบ—ใ€‚ ็ฒพ่‡ด่€Œๆœ‰ๅކๅฒๆ„ไน‰๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆ™šไธŠๅๅœจ้—จๅฃ๏ผŒไปฐๆœ›็€้ซ˜่€ธ็š„้œ“่™น็ฏๆ‘ฉๅคฉๅคงๆฅผ๏ผŒไฟฏ็žฐ็€ๆ˜Žๆœๅบญใ€‚ ๆ–ฐๆ—งๅ†ๆฌกๆŒคๅœจไธ€่ตท๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไธๆƒณๅœๆญข่ง‚็œ‹็š„ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ€‚ ๆˆ‘่ขซ่ฟทไฝไบ†ใ€‚

    Back here in our very own Nanjing, it was once the middle of February when I found myself stood on the city walls freezing my behind off as it started to drizzle around me. Iโ€™d left my umbrella at home (rookie mistake there) and the grey skies were slowly darkening. 

    ๅ›žๅˆฐๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๅ—ไบฌ๏ผŒๆ›พ็ปๆ˜ฏไบŒๆœˆไธญๆ—ฌ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅ‘็Žฐ่‡ชๅทฑ็ซ™ๅœจๅŸŽๅข™ไธŠ๏ผŒๅ‘จๅ›ดๅผ€ๅง‹ไธ‹่ตทๅฐ้›จ๏ผŒๅ†ปๅพ—่ฆๅ‘ฝใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๆŠŠ้›จไผžๅฟ˜ๅœจๅฎถ้‡Œไบ†๏ผˆ้‚ฃ้‡Œๆ˜ฏ่œ้ธŸ็š„้”™่ฏฏ๏ผ‰๏ผŒ็ฐ่‰ฒ็š„ๅคฉ็ฉบๆ…ขๆ…ขๅ˜ๆš—ไบ†ใ€‚

    Looking out over the boats on Xuanwu Lake, envious of their passengersโ€™ shelter from the now heavier drizzle, I turned around and see the cityscape slowly start to blink to life. 

    ๆœ›็€็Ž„ๆญฆๆน–็š„่ˆนๅช๏ผŒ็พกๆ…•็€ไน˜ๅฎข็š„ๅบ‡ๆŠคๆ‰€๏ผŒ็Žฐๅœจไธ‹็€ๆ›ด้‡็š„็ป†้›จ๏ผŒๆˆ‘่ฝฌ่ฟ‡่บซๆฅ๏ผŒ็œ‹ๅˆฐๅŸŽๅธ‚ๆ™ฏ่ง‚ๆ…ขๆ…ขๅผ€ๅง‹้—ช็ƒใ€‚

    My eyes darted from the historical city wall to the twinkling city lights and I was sent back to that first time looking between that tiny gap in Yuyuan Gardens. 

    ๆˆ‘็š„็›ฎๅ…‰ไปŽๅކๅฒๆ‚ ไน…็š„ๅŸŽๅข™้ฃžๅ‘้—ช็ƒ็š„ๅŸŽๅธ‚็ฏๅ…‰๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅ›žๅˆฐไบ†็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌกๅœจ่ฑซๅ›ญ่Šฑๅ›ญ็š„็‹ญๅฐ็ผ้š™ไน‹้—ดใ€‚

    Admiring this juxtaposition, I tighten up my scarf around my naked neck and carry on walking along the wall, all the while considering that clash of history, architecture, the dichotomy between traditional and modern China.

    ๆฌฃ่ต่ฟ™็งๅนถๅˆ—๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆ”ถ็ดงๅ›ดๅทพ๏ผŒๆ‚ไฝ่ฃธ้œฒ็š„่„–ๅญ๏ผŒ็ปง็ปญๆฒฟ็€ๅข™ๅฃ่ตฐ๏ผŒๅŒๆ—ถ่€ƒ่™‘ๅކๅฒใ€ๅปบ็ญ‘็š„ๅ†ฒ็ช๏ผŒไผ ็ปŸๅ’Œ็Žฐไปฃไธญๅ›ฝไน‹้—ด็š„ไบŒๅˆ†ๆณ•ใ€‚

    Today, and just a stones throw away from the wall (well, metaphorically so (itโ€™s more like a good 30 minutes walk if you walk as fast as me) is the Yihe Lu Residence Area. Feeling as if in the French Concession in Shanghai, itโ€™s easy to get lost in the Republic of China-era mansions and architecture. Just ignore the crowds of photographers and wannabe models. Walk a little further through the crowded streets and look upโ€ฆ 

    ไปŠๅคฉ๏ผŒ็ฆปๅข™ๅชๆœ‰ไธ€็ฎญไน‹้ฅ๏ผˆๅ—ฏ๏ผŒๆฏ”ๅ–ป่ฏด๏ผˆๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ่ตฐๅพ—ๅƒๆˆ‘ไธ€ๆ ทๅฟซ๏ผŒๆ›ดๅƒๆ˜ฏ30ๅˆ†้’Ÿ็š„ๆญฅ่กŒ๏ผ‰ๆ˜ฏๆ˜“ๅ’Œ่ทฏไฝๅฎ…ๅŒบใ€‚ ๆ„Ÿ่ง‰ๅฐฑๅƒๅœจไธŠๆตท็š„ๆณ•ๅ›ฝ็‰น่ฎธๆƒไธ€ๆ ท๏ผŒๅพˆๅฎนๆ˜“่ฟทๅคฑๅœจไธญๅŽๆฐ‘ๅ›ฝๆ—ถไปฃ็š„่ฑชๅฎ…ๅ’Œๅปบ็ญ‘ไธญใ€‚ ๅฟฝ็•ฅไธ€็พคๆ‘„ๅฝฑๅธˆๅ’Œๆƒณๆˆไธบๆจก็‰น็š„ไบบ็พคใ€‚ ็ฉฟ่ฟ‡ๆ‹ฅๆŒค็š„่ก—้“ๅ†่ตฐ่ฟœไธ€็‚น๏ผŒ็„ถๅŽๅ‘ไธŠ็œ‹……

    Itโ€™s become a little clichรฉ now, but that view of the narrow street with the 23rd tallest building in the world (at the time of writing) right down the middle in the distance is what sold Nanjing for me. 

    ็Žฐๅœจๅฎƒๅ˜ๅพ—ๆœ‰็‚น่€ๅฅ—ไบ†๏ผŒไฝ†่ฟ™ๆก็‹ญ็ช„็š„่ก—้“ๅ’Œไธ–็•ŒไธŠ็ฌฌ23้ซ˜็š„ๅปบ็ญ‘๏ผˆๅœจๅ†™ไฝœๆ—ถ๏ผ‰ๅฐฑๅœจ่ฟœๅค„็š„ไธญ้—ด๏ผŒๅฏนๆˆ‘ๆฅ่ฏดๆ˜ฏๅ—ไบฌ็š„ๅ–็‚นใ€‚

    The incongruous Zifeng Tower standing astride Gulou and Xuanwu districts at sunset became a fast favourite sight of mine. 

    ๆ—ฅ่ฝๆ—ถๅˆ†๏ผŒไธๅ่ฐƒ็š„็ดซๅณฐๅก”็Ÿ—็ซ‹ๅœจ้ผ“ๆฅผๅ’Œ็Ž„ๆญฆๅŒบ๏ผŒๆˆไธบๆˆ‘ๆœ€ๅ–œๆฌข็š„ๆ™ฏ่ฑกใ€‚

    I see it everywhere now; TikTok, Instagram, Xiaohongshu, but the first time I ever laid my eyes on that setting, it epitomised everything I came to love about the incongruous and dichotomous China of today. 

    ๆˆ‘็Žฐๅœจๅˆฐๅค„้ƒฝ็œ‹ๅˆฐๅฎƒ๏ผ›ๆŠ–้Ÿณใ€Instagramใ€ๅฐ็บขไนฆ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฝ“ๆˆ‘็ฌฌไธ€ๆฌก็œ‹ๅˆฐ้‚ฃไธช็Žฏๅขƒๆ—ถ๏ผŒๅฎƒไฝ“็Žฐไบ†ๆˆ‘ๅ–œๆฌข็š„ๅ…ณไบŽๅฝ“ไปŠไธๅ่ฐƒๅ’ŒไบŒๅˆ†ๆณ•็š„ไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใ€‚

    The silent tension between preserving cultural heritage and adapting to the 21st century and beyond is thrilling to see first-hand. One piece of advice; open your eyes and look up.

    ไบฒ็œผ็›ฎ็นไบ†ไฟๆŠคๆ–‡ๅŒ–้—ไบงๅ’Œ้€‚ๅบ”21ไธ–็บชๅŠไปฅๅŽไน‹้—ด็š„ๆ— ๅฃฐ็ดงๅผ ๅ…ณ็ณปใ€‚ ไธ€ไธชๅปบ่ฎฎ๏ผ›็ๅผ€็œผ็›๏ผŒๆŠฌ่ตทๆฅใ€‚

  • My Big Fat Kuaidi Wedding

    My Big Fat Kuaidi Wedding

    Chinese weddings are no meagre affair. Copious amounts of food, baijiu, the colour red filled the wedding venue; lest we forget the guests themselves. With this โ€œๅงโ€ (โ€œjieโ€; sister) and that โ€œๅ“ฅโ€ (โ€œgeโ€; brother) all staring at the grinning bride and groom on stage, who knew that so many people could fit in there? We descended from the stage to make a quick outfit change (one of three would you believe it!) and then continued to make our toasts around the room. 

    ไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ๅฉš็คผไธๆ˜ฏไธ€ไปถๅพฎ่–„็š„ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ€‚ ๅคง้‡็š„้ฃŸ็‰ฉ๏ผŒbaijiu๏ผŒ็บข่‰ฒๅ……ๆปกไบ†ๅฉš็คผๅœบๅœฐ๏ผ›ไปฅๅ…ๆˆ‘ไปฌๅฟ˜่ฎฐๅฎขไบบ่‡ชๅทฑใ€‚ ่ฟ™ไธชโ€œๅงโ€๏ผˆโ€œjieโ€๏ผ›ๅงๅง๏ผ‰ๅ’Œ้‚ฃไธชโ€œๅ“ฅโ€๏ผˆโ€œgeโ€๏ผ›ๅ…„ๅผŸ๏ผ‰้ƒฝ็›ฏ็€่ˆžๅฐไธŠ้ขๅธฆๅพฎ็ฌ‘็š„ๆ–ฐๅจ˜ๅ’Œๆ–ฐ้ƒŽ๏ผŒ่ฐ็Ÿฅ้“ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไนˆๅคšไบบ่ƒฝ้€‚ๅบ”้‚ฃ้‡Œ๏ผŸ ๆˆ‘ไปฌไธ‹ๅฐๅฟซ้€Ÿๆข่กฃๆœ๏ผˆไธ‰ไธชไบบไธญ็š„ไธ€ไธช๏ผŒไฝ ไผš็›ธไฟกๅ—๏ผ๏ผ‰ ็„ถๅŽ็ปง็ปญๅœจๆˆฟ้—ด้‡Œๆ•ฌ้…’ใ€‚

    Supplementing the baijiu for clear water (there was no way I was going to make my way around every table toasting away drinking rice wine) my name should have at the very least been in the running for that yearโ€™s Best Actor Oscar. 

    ่กฅๅ……็™ฝ้…’ๆธ…ๆฐด๏ผˆๆˆ‘ไธๅฏ่ƒฝ็ป•็€ๆฏๅผ ๆกŒๅญๅ–็€็ฑณ้…’๏ผ‰ๆˆ‘็š„ๅๅญ—่‡ณๅฐ‘ๅบ”่ฏฅ็ซž้€‰ๅฝ“ๅนด็š„ๆœ€ไฝณ็”ทไธป่ง’ใ€‚

    I โ€œgrimacedโ€, made the necessary pulled face and faked downing the glass of โ€œbaijiuโ€ in my hand, slowly making our way from table to table, โ€œganbeiโ€ing the multitudes of aunties and uncles that Iโ€™d briefly met once or twice beforehand. DiCaprio eat your heart out. Side note; we did not get to taste one single ounce of all that glorious wedding feast, our own wedding feast, that adorned each table. Still a sour note to this day).ย 

    ๆˆ‘โ€œๅšไบ†้ฌผ่„ธโ€๏ผŒๅšไบ†ๅฟ…่ฆ็š„ๆ‹‰่„ธ๏ผŒๅ‡่ฃ…ๅ€’ๅœจๆ‰‹้‡Œ็š„โ€œ็™ฝ้…’โ€ๆฏ๏ผŒๆ…ขๆ…ขๅœฐไปŽไธ€ๅผ ๆกŒๅญ่ตฐๅˆฐๅฆไธ€ๅผ ๆกŒๅญ๏ผŒโ€œ็”˜่ดโ€ไบ†ๆˆ‘ไน‹ๅ‰็Ÿญๆš‚่ง่ฟ‡ไธ€ไธคๆฌก็š„ไผ—ๅคš้˜ฟๅงจๅ’Œๅ”ๅ”ใ€‚ ่ฟชๅกๆ™ฎ้‡ŒๅฅฅๆŠŠไฝ ็š„ๅฟƒๅƒๆމใ€‚ ้™„ๅธฆ่ฏดๆ˜Ž๏ผ›ๆˆ‘ไปฌไธ€็›Žๅธ้ƒฝๆฒกๅฐๅˆฐ้‚ฃๅœบๅ…‰่ฃ็š„ๅฉšๅฎด๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๅฉšๅฎด๏ผŒ่ฃ…้ฅฐ็€ๆฏๅผ ๆกŒๅญใ€‚ ่‡ณไปŠไปๆ˜ฏ้…ธๆถฉ็š„้Ÿณ็ฌฆ๏ผ‰ใ€‚

    On what was one of the most memorable, but honestly hectic and absolutely knackering, days of my life so far, one thought kept coming back to me in the days afterwards; had all those decorations, outfits, table fancies and all the other wedding knickknacks really come from the inside of cardboard boxes? 

    ๅˆฐ็›ฎๅ‰ไธบๆญข๏ผŒๅœจๆˆ‘็”Ÿๅ‘ฝไธญๆœ€ไปคไบบ้šพๅฟ˜๏ผŒไฝ†่€ๅฎž่ฏด๏ผŒๆœ€ๅฟ™็ขŒๅ’Œ็ปๅฏนไปคไบบ็–ฒๆƒซ็š„ๆ—ฅๅญไน‹ไธ€๏ผŒๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชๆƒณๆณ•ๅœจไน‹ๅŽ็š„ๆ—ฅๅญ้‡Œไธๆ–ญๅ›žๅˆฐๆˆ‘๏ผ›ๆ‰€ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไบ›่ฃ…้ฅฐๅ“ใ€ๆœ่ฃ…ใ€้คๆกŒ่Šฑๅผๅ’Œๆ‰€ๆœ‰ๅ…ถไป–ๅฉš็คผๅฐ้ฅฐๅ“็œŸ็š„ๆฅ่‡ช็บธๆฟ็ฎฑ้‡Œ้ขๅ—๏ผŸ

    My wifeโ€™s hometown is roughly a 4-hour drive from Chengdu into northwestern Sichuan, although that can be three times longer during the Chinese New Year,  the worldโ€™s biggest annual mass migration, as millions (if not more) of people vacate the major cities and head home. 

    ๆˆ‘ๅฆปๅญ็š„ๅฎถไนกไปŽๆˆ้ƒฝๅˆฐๅ››ๅท่ฅฟๅŒ—้ƒจๅคง็บฆๆœ‰4ไธชๅฐๆ—ถ็š„่ฝฆ็จ‹๏ผŒๅฐฝ็ฎกๅœจไธญๅ›ฝๆ–ฐๅนดๆœŸ้—ด๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏไธ–็•ŒไธŠๆœ€ๅคง็š„ๅนดๅบฆๅคง่ง„ๆจก็งปๆฐ‘๏ผŒๆ—ถ้—ดๅฏ่ƒฝ่ฆ้•ฟไธ‰ๅ€๏ผŒๅ› ไธบๆ•ฐ็™พไธ‡๏ผˆๅฆ‚ๆžœไธๆ˜ฏๆ›ดๅคš๏ผ‰็š„ไบบ็ฆปๅผ€ไธป่ฆๅŸŽๅธ‚ๅ›žๅฎถใ€‚

    Not having a car of our own, Taobao and JD became our go to pre-wedding planners, suppliers and invisible guests all rolled into one. We depended on the support of those precious shops from all four corners of the Middle Kingdom to help supply our autumnal wedding. In retrospect, our wedding invitations should have said something along the lines of โ€œWe welcome you to celebrate the wedding of Mr and Mrs Wilson and their helpful companions; Yiwu and Hangzhou!

    ๆฒกๆœ‰ๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„่ฝฆ๏ผŒๆท˜ๅฎๅ’Œไบฌไธœๆˆไธบๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๅฉš็คผๅ‰็ญ–ๅˆ’่€…ใ€ไพ›ๅบ”ๅ•†ๅ’Œ้šๅฝขๅฎขไบบๅˆไบŒไธบไธ€ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไปฌไพ้ ๆฅ่‡ชไธญ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๅ››่ง’็š„้‚ฃไบ›็่ดตๅ•†ๅบ—็š„ๆ”ฏๆŒๆฅๅธฎๅŠฉไพ›ๅบ”ๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„็ง‹ๅญฃๅฉš็คผใ€‚ ๅ›žๆƒณ่ตทๆฅ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๅฉš็คผ่ฏทๆŸฌๅบ”่ฏฅ่ฏดโ€œๆˆ‘ไปฌๆฌข่ฟŽๆ‚จๆฅๅบ†็ฅๅจๅฐ”้€Šๅคซๅฆ‡ๅŠๅ…ถไนไบŽๅŠฉไบบ็š„ๅŒไผด็š„ๅฉš็คผ๏ผ›ไน‰ไนŒๅ’Œๆญๅทž๏ผ

    During the actual wedding in Sichuan. My middle outfit (did I mention that we had to get changed three times throughout the day?) that was a suave tuxedo came from a tailors in metropolitan Shanghai, courtesy of kuaidi. One of my wifeโ€™s wedding dresses came from Marco Poloโ€™s โ€œVenice of the Eastโ€; courtesy of, you guessed it, Kuaidi. Wedding invites; Taobao. Wedding treats and fancies (your White Rabbit candy, jujubes and chocolates); also Taobao. The huge felt โ€œ็ฆโ€ that adorned our bedroom door; you guessed it, Taobao.ย 

    ๅœจๅ››ๅท็š„ๅฎž้™…ๅฉš็คผๆœŸ้—ดใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไธญ้—ด็š„ๆœ่ฃ…๏ผˆๆˆ‘ๆœ‰ๆฒกๆœ‰ๆๅˆฐๆˆ‘ไปฌไธ€ๆ•ดๅคฉ้ƒฝ่ฆๆขไธ‰ๆฌก่กฃๆœ๏ผŸ๏ผ‰ ้‚ฃๆ˜ฏไธ€ไปถๆฅ่‡ชไธŠๆตทๅคง้ƒฝๅธ‚่ฃ็ผ็š„ไธ€ไปถไผ˜็ด ็š„็‡•ๅฐพๆœ๏ผŒ็”ฑkuaidiๆไพ›ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅฆปๅญ็š„ไธ€ไปถๅฉš็บฑๆฅ่‡ช้ฉฌๅฏๆณข็ฝ—็š„ใ€Šไธœๆ–นๅจๅฐผๆ–ฏใ€‹๏ผ›ไฝ ็Œœๅฏนไบ†๏ผŒๆ˜ฏKuaidi็š„ใ€‚ ๅฉš็คผ่ฏทๆŸฌ๏ผ›ๆท˜ๅฎใ€‚ ๅฉš็คผๆฌพๅพ…ๅ’Œ็คผ็‰ฉ๏ผˆไฝ ็š„็™ฝๅ…”็ณ–ๆžœใ€ๅคงๆฃ—ๅ’Œๅทงๅ…‹ๅŠ›๏ผ‰๏ผ›่ฟ˜ๆœ‰ๆท˜ๅฎใ€‚ ่ฃ…้ฅฐๆˆ‘ไปฌๅงๅฎค้—จ็š„ๅทจๅคงๆ„Ÿ่ง‰โ€œ็ฆโ€๏ผ›ไฝ ็Œœๅฏนไบ†๏ผŒๆท˜ๅฎใ€‚

    Thanks Jack Ma, without whom we (or maybe just I) would have been tormented to grueling and long hours of endless wedding shopping. 

    ๆ„Ÿ่ฌJack Ma๏ผŒๅฆ‚ๆžœๆฒกๆœ‰ไป–๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅ€‘๏ผˆๆˆ–่€…ๅฏ่ƒฝๅชๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘๏ผ‰ๅฐฑๆœƒ่ขซๆŠ˜็ฃจ๏ผŒๆผซ้•ทๆ™‚้–“็š„็„กไผ‘ๆญข็š„ๅฉš็ฆฎ่ณผ็‰ฉใ€‚

    The Chinese answer to eBay and Amazon all rolled into one has everything anyone would want, and much more besides just supplying our wedding demands. And no, I still havenโ€™t looked at the bill, and I never will!

    ไธญๅ›ฝๅฏนeBayๅ’Œไบš้ฉฌ้€Š็š„ๅ›ž็ญ”ๅˆไบŒไธบไธ€๏ผŒๆ‹ฅๆœ‰ไปปไฝ•ไบบๆƒณ่ฆ็š„ไธ€ๅˆ‡๏ผŒ้™คไบ†ๆปก่ถณๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๅฉš็คผ้œ€ๆฑ‚ๅค–๏ผŒ่ฟ˜ๆœ‰ๆ›ดๅคšใ€‚ ไธ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไป็„ถๆฒ’ๆœ‰็œ‹่ณฌๅ–ฎ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆฐธ้ ไธๆœƒ็œ‹๏ผ

    Taobao was relatively unknown outside China until 2014, when the record-breaking initial public offering on the New York Stock Exchange of its parent company, Alibaba Group, drew worldwide attention.ย 

    ๆท˜ๅฎๅœจไธญๅ›ฝๅขƒๅค–็›ธๅฏนไธไธบไบบ็Ÿฅ๏ผŒ็›ดๅˆฐ2014ๅนด๏ผŒๅ…ถๆฏๅ…ฌๅธ้˜ฟ้‡Œๅทดๅทด้›†ๅ›ขๅœจ็บฝ็บฆ่ฏๅˆธไบคๆ˜“ๆ‰€ๅˆ›็บชๅฝ•็š„้ฆ–ๆฌกๅ…ฌๅผ€ๅ‹Ÿ่‚กๅผ•่ตทไบ†ๅ…จไธ–็•Œ็š„ๅ…ณๆณจใ€‚

    Now I get requests from my parents, friends and relatives back in the UK to bring back random items found on Taobao; cheap Christmas โ€œhandmadeโ€ decorations, โ€œredโ€ memorabilia and even โ€œๆน–ๅ—ๅค็ฒ‰โ€ (Hunan braised noodles; quite the delicacy in my family household!).

    ็Žฐๅœจ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆ”ถๅˆฐ่‹ฑๅ›ฝ็ˆถๆฏใ€ๆœ‹ๅ‹ๅ’Œไบฒๆˆš็š„่ฏทๆฑ‚๏ผŒ่ฆๆฑ‚ๅœจๆท˜ๅฎไธŠ้šๆœบๆ‰พๅˆฐ็š„็‰ฉๅ“ๅ›žๆฅ๏ผ›ไพฟๅฎœ็š„ๅœฃ่ฏžโ€œๆ‰‹ๅทฅโ€่ฃ…้ฅฐๅ“ใ€โ€œ็บข่‰ฒโ€็บชๅฟตๅ“๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณโ€œๆน–ๅ—ๅค็ฒ‰โ€๏ผˆๆน–ๅ—็บข็ƒง้ข๏ผ›ๅœจๆˆ‘ๅฎถ้žๅธธ็พŽๅ‘ณ๏ผ๏ผ‰ใ€‚

    If my parents could have been sent by kuaidi, then it would have been an all rounded kuaidi wedding. But unfortunately, that honour goes to Air China. Taobao and Jingdong, youโ€™re missing a trick by not investing in airlines, youโ€™d make a fortune! 

    ๅฆ‚ๆžœๆˆ‘็š„็ˆถๆฏๅฏไปฅ่ขซkuaidi้€ๆฅ๏ผŒ้‚ฃๅฐ†ๆ˜ฏไธ€ๅœบๅ…จ้ข็š„kuaidiๅฉš็คผใ€‚ ไฝ†ไธๅนธ็š„ๆ˜ฏ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไธช่ฃ่ช‰ๆ˜ฏ็ป™ไบ†ไธญๅ›ฝ่ˆช็ฉบๅ…ฌๅธ็š„ใ€‚ ๆท˜ๅฎๅ’Œไบฌไธœ๏ผŒไฝ ไปฌ้”™่ฟ‡ไบ†ไธ€ไธชไธๆŠ•่ต„่ˆช็ฉบๅ…ฌๅธ็š„ๆŠŠๆˆ๏ผŒไฝ ไปฌไผšๅ‘่ดข็š„๏ผ

    Itโ€™s just a shame that our wedding ceremony was just before the famous Singles’ Day Sales. Taobao is famous for its massive sales events, particularly on Singles’ Day (11 November), which has become the world’s largest online shopping day. Taobao and other Alibaba platforms annually offer huge discounts and promotions during this event, driving billions of dollars in sales.

    ๅฏๆƒœๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๅฉš็คผๅฐฑๅœจ่‘—ๅ็š„ๅ…‰ๆฃ่Š‚้”€ๅ”ฎไน‹ๅ‰ไธพ่กŒใ€‚ ๆท˜ๅฎไปฅๅ…ถๅคง่ง„ๆจก็š„้”€ๅ”ฎๆดปๅŠจ่€Œ้—ปๅ๏ผŒ็‰นๅˆซๆ˜ฏๅœจๅ…‰ๆฃ่Š‚๏ผˆ11ๆœˆ11ๆ—ฅ๏ผ‰๏ผŒๅฎƒๅทฒๆˆไธบไธ–็•ŒไธŠๆœ€ๅคง็š„็ฝ‘ไธŠ่ดญ็‰ฉๆ—ฅใ€‚ ๆท˜ๅฎๅ’Œๅ…ถไป–้˜ฟ้‡Œๅทดๅทดๅนณๅฐๆฏๅนด้ƒฝไผšๅœจ่ฟ™ๆฌกๆดปๅŠจๆœŸ้—ดๆไพ›ๅทจๅคง็š„ๆŠ˜ๆ‰ฃๅ’Œไฟƒ้”€ๆดปๅŠจ๏ผŒๆŽจๅŠจๆ•ฐๅไบฟ็พŽๅ…ƒ็š„้”€ๅ”ฎ้ขใ€‚

    My big fat kuaidi wedding went without a hitch and I am still happily married 5 years later. 

    ๆˆ‘็››ๅคง็š„kuaidiๅฉš็คผ้กบๅˆฉ่ฟ›่กŒ๏ผŒ5ๅนดๅŽๆˆ‘ไป็„ถๅนธ็ฆๅœฐ็ป“ๅฉšใ€‚

    All of those cardboard boxes unpacked and unfolded, I raise a glass to the many hardworking members along the supply chain.

    ๆ‰€ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไบ›็บธๆฟ็ฎฑ่ขซๆ‹†ๅผ€ๅนถๅฑ•ๅผ€๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅ‘ไพ›ๅบ”้“พไธŠ่ฎธๅคšๅ‹คๅŠณ็š„ๆˆๅ‘˜ไธพๆฏใ€‚

    Thatโ€™s from those in the warehouses to the drivers, the kuaidi โ€œlittle brothersโ€, as many refer to them, and those who do all of that scanning in your local Cainiao! 

    ้‚ฃๆ˜ฏไปŽไป“ๅบ“้‡Œ็š„ไบบๅˆฐๅธๆœบ๏ผŒkuaidiโ€œๅฐๅ…„ๅผŸโ€๏ผŒๆญฃๅฆ‚่ฎธๅคšไบบๆ‰€่ฏด็š„๏ผŒไปฅๅŠ้‚ฃไบ›ๅœจไฝ ๅฝ“ๅœฐ็š„่œ้ธŸไธญ่ฟ›่กŒๆ‰€ๆœ‰่ฟ™ไบ›ๆ‰ซๆ็š„ไบบ๏ผ

    Fun Fact

    ๆœ‰่ถฃ็š„ไบ‹ๅฎž

    I had a kuaidi cat-sitter one summer. My local JD guy offered to take care of our cats while we travelled back to the U.K. for the summer holidays!

    ไธ€ไธชๅคๅคฉ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชkuaidi็Œซไฟๅง†ใ€‚ ๅœจๆˆ‘ๅ€‘ๆš‘ๅ‡ๅ›ž่‹ฑๅœ‹็š„ๆ™‚ๅ€™๏ผŒๆˆ‘็•ถๅœฐ็š„JDๅ‚ขไผ™ไธปๅ‹•ๆๅ‡บ่ฆ็…ง้กงๆˆ‘ๅ€‘็š„่ฒ“๏ผ

  • Phonology VS Geography; We are Where We Come from

    Phonology VS Geography; We are Where We Come from

    I admit it, Iโ€™m a bit of a language nerd. One of my friends and a previous colleague of mine often sends me language memes and I get quite passionate in teaching my A-Level English Language class. In that specific sixth form class, as part of the course Iโ€™m teaching, weโ€™ve often discussed in depth about the significant role that language plays in shaping our own cultural identities.ย 

    ๆˆ‘ๆ‰ฟ่ฎค๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆœ‰็‚น่ฏญ่จ€ไนฆๅ‘†ๅญใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็š„ไธ€ไธชๆœ‹ๅ‹ๅ’Œๆˆ‘ไปฅๅ‰็š„ๅŒไบ‹็ปๅธธ็ป™ๆˆ‘ๅ‘่ฏญ่จ€ๆจกๅ› ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฏนๆ•™A็บง่‹ฑ่ฏญ่ฏพๅ……ๆปก็ƒญๆƒ…ใ€‚ ๅœจ้‚ฃไธช็‰นๅฎš็š„ๅ…ญๅนด็บง่ฏพ็จ‹ไธญ๏ผŒไฝœไธบๆˆ‘ๆ•™ๆŽˆ็š„่ฏพ็จ‹็š„ไธ€้ƒจๅˆ†๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ็ปๅธธๆทฑๅ…ฅ่ฎจ่ฎบ่ฏญ่จ€ๅœจๅก‘้€ ๆˆ‘ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆ–‡ๅŒ–่ฎคๅŒๆ–น้ขๅ‘ๆŒฅ็š„้‡่ฆไฝœ็”จใ€‚

    My language, my dialect even, is not merely a means of communication; it is the essence of who I am and where I come from. It serves as a cultural marker that distinguishes me from others and connects me to my community and heritage. The places where we grow up and live clearly contribute to the way we speak, whether we are from the Yorkshire Dales, the Deep South of America or even Beijing. 

    ๆˆ‘็š„่ฏญ่จ€๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆˆ‘็š„ๆ–น่จ€๏ผŒไธไป…ไป…ๆ˜ฏไธ€็งไบคๆตๆ‰‹ๆฎต๏ผ›ๅฎƒๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ๆ˜ฏ่ฐไปฅๅŠๆˆ‘ๆฅ่‡ชๅ“ช้‡Œ็š„ๆœฌ่ดจใ€‚ ๅฎƒไฝœไธบไธ€ไธชๆ–‡ๅŒ–ๆ ‡ๅฟ—๏ผŒๅฐ†ๆˆ‘ไธŽไป–ไบบๅŒบๅˆ†ๅผ€ๆฅ๏ผŒๅนถๅฐ†ๆˆ‘ไธŽๆˆ‘็š„็คพๅŒบๅ’Œ้—ไบง่”็ณป่ตทๆฅใ€‚ ๆ— ่ฎบๆˆ‘ไปฌๆฅ่‡ช็บฆๅ…‹้ƒกๅฑฑ่ฐทใ€็พŽๅ›ฝๅ—้ƒจ็”š่‡ณๅŒ—ไบฌ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌๆˆ้•ฟๅ’Œ็”Ÿๆดป็š„ๅœฐๆ–นๆ˜พ็„ถ้ƒฝๅฝฑๅ“ไบ†ๆˆ‘ไปฌ่ฏด่ฏ็š„ๆ–นๅผใ€‚

    For many people, this is where the discussion of accent begins and ends; we tend to sound like where we are from. Aside from this influence of geography, our speech is initially influenced primarily by our parents or caregivers, although this soon switches to our peers in childhood. Moving around a lot as a child, my own mother probably recognised this switch where the accent at home was different from the accent of the local area. 

    ๅฏน่ฎธๅคšไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๅ…ณไบŽๅฃ้Ÿณ็š„่ฎจ่ฎบ็š„่ตท็‚นๅ’Œ็ปˆ็‚น๏ผ›ๆˆ‘ไปฌๅพ€ๅพ€ๅฌ่ตทๆฅๅƒๆˆ‘ไปฌๆฅ่‡ชๅ“ช้‡Œใ€‚ ้™คไบ†ๅœฐ็†็š„ๅฝฑๅ“ๅค–๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๆผ”่ฎฒๆœ€ๅˆไธป่ฆๅ—ๅˆฐ็ˆถๆฏๆˆ–็…ง้กพ่€…็š„ๅฝฑๅ“๏ผŒๅฐฝ็ฎก่ฟ™ๅพˆๅฟซๅฐฑ่ฝฌๅ‘ไบ†ๆˆ‘ไปฌ็ซฅๅนด็š„ๅŒ้พ„ไบบใ€‚ ๅฐๆ—ถๅ€™็ปๅธธๅ››ๅค„่ตฐๅŠจ๏ผŒๆˆ‘่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆฏไบฒๅฏ่ƒฝ่ฎคๅ‡บไบ†่ฟ™ไธชๅผ€ๅ…ณ๏ผŒๅฎถ้‡Œ็š„ๅฃ้ŸณไธŽๅฝ“ๅœฐ็š„ๅฃ้ŸณไธๅŒใ€‚

    Even into adulthood, this influence of geography and peers still influences the way we speak. Iโ€™m not ashamed to admit it, that when I attempt to speak Chinese (I used to naively think I was speaking Mandarin) I have adopted a slight Sichuanese twang; the result of 7 years living in Chengdu and a clan of spicy in-laws. 

    ๅณไฝฟๅˆฐไบ†ๆˆๅนด๏ผŒๅœฐ็†ๅ’ŒๅŒ้พ„ไบบ็š„่ฟ™็งๅฝฑๅ“ไป็„ถๅฝฑๅ“็€ๆˆ‘ไปฌ่ฏด่ฏ็š„ๆ–นๅผใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ไธ็พžไบŽๆ‰ฟ่ฎค๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆˆ‘่ฏ•ๅ›พ่ฏดไธญๆ–‡ๆ—ถ๏ผˆๆˆ‘ๆ›พ็ปๅคฉ็œŸๅœฐ่ฎคไธบๆˆ‘ๅœจ่ฏดๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏ๏ผ‰๏ผŒๆˆ‘้‡‡็”จไบ†ไธ€็‚นๅ››ๅทๅฃ้Ÿณ๏ผ›่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๅœจๆˆ้ƒฝ็”Ÿๆดปไบ†7ๅนดๅ’Œไธ€ไธช่พ›่พฃๅงปไบฒๅฎถๆ—็š„็ป“ๆžœใ€‚

    China has 129 officially recognised dialects . When you walk through the bustling streets of a diverse city such as Chengdu, the melodic sounds of different languages and dialects fill your ears. Mandarin, Sichuanese, Chengduhua, Tibetan; each serves as a cultural marker that distinguishes and celebrates the unique identities of its speakers. Could Nanjing be the same? I set out to stop, listen and attempt to speak to Nanjing locals to find out if Nanjing has a rich linguistic tapestry and far this shapes cultural identities. 

    ไธญๅ›ฝๆœ‰129็งๅฎ˜ๆ–น่ฎคๅฏ็š„ๆ–น่จ€ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ไฝ ่ตฐๅœจๅƒๆˆ้ƒฝ่ฟ™ๆ ทๅคšๅ…ƒๅŒ–ๅŸŽๅธ‚็š„็นๅŽ่ก—้“ไธŠๆ—ถ๏ผŒไธๅŒ่ฏญ่จ€ๅ’Œๆ–น่จ€็š„ๆ—‹ๅพ‹ๅฃฐๅ……ๆปกไบ†ไฝ ็š„่€ณๆœตใ€‚ ๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏใ€ๅ››ๅท่ฏใ€ๆˆ้ƒฝ่ฏใ€่—่ฏญ๏ผ›ๆฏไธ€็ง้ƒฝๆ˜ฏๅŒบๅˆ†ๅ’Œๅบ†็ฅๅ…ถไฝฟ็”จ่€…็‹ฌ็‰น่บซไปฝ็š„ๆ–‡ๅŒ–ๆ ‡ๅฟ—ใ€‚ ๅ—ไบฌไผšไธ€ๆ ทๅ—๏ผŸ ๆˆ‘้–‹ๅง‹ๅœไธ‹ไพ†๏ผŒๅ‚พ่ฝไธฆๅ˜—่ฉฆ่ˆ‡ๅ—ไบฌ็•ถๅœฐไบบไบค่ซ‡๏ผŒไปฅ็žญ่งฃๅ—ไบฌๆ˜ฏๅฆๆœ‰่ฑๅฏŒ็š„่ชž่จ€ๆŽ›ๆฏฏ๏ผŒไปฅๅŠ้€™ๆ˜ฏๅฆๅก‘้€ ไบ†ๆ–‡ๅŒ–่ชๅŒใ€‚

    Early missionaries from the US to China learned Nankinese as the official language. During the Edo period (1603 โ€“ 1868) in Japan, Nankinese was taught as standard Chinese and, in fact, was considered โ€œstandardโ€ Chinese all the way up until the Qing Dynasty (1644 โ€“ 1911), when the Yongzheng Emperor changed the official language to the Beijing variant

    ๆ—ฉๆœŸไปŽ็พŽๅ›ฝๅˆฐไธญๅ›ฝ็š„ไผ ๆ•™ๅฃซๅฐ†ๅ—้‡‘่ฏญไฝœไธบๅฎ˜ๆ–น่ฏญ่จ€ใ€‚ ๅœจๆ—ฅๆœฌๆฑŸๆˆทๆ—ถไปฃ๏ผˆ1603-1868๏ผ‰๏ผŒๅ—้‡‘่ฏญ่ขซๅฝ“ไฝœๆ ‡ๅ‡†ๆฑ‰่ฏญๆ•™ๆŽˆ๏ผŒไบ‹ๅฎžไธŠ๏ผŒไธ€็›ด่ขซ่ฎคไธบๆ˜ฏโ€œๆ ‡ๅ‡†โ€ๆฑ‰่ฏญ๏ผŒ็›ดๅˆฐๆธ…ๆœ๏ผˆ1644-1911๏ผ‰๏ผŒ้›ๆญฃ็š‡ๅธๅฐ†ๅฎ˜ๆ–น่ฏญ่จ€ๆ”นไธบๅŒ—ไบฌๅ˜ไฝ“

    Even further back into history, when China was split between the Northern and Southern dynasties (420 โ€“ 589), Nanjing was revered as a bastion of Han culture in contrast to the โ€œbarbarianโ€ northern tribes, and the language was considered the purest of Chinaโ€™s dialects. During the Sui (581 โ€“ 618), Tang (618 โ€“ 907), and Song (960 โ€“ 1279) dynasties, official texts on correct pronunciation and language use all took Nankinese as the model. The Nanjing dialect has been revered for a very long time, preceding even the English of Shakespeareโ€™s time, so it should be implied that the Nanjing dialect has some clout. 

    ๆ›ด่ฟ›ไธ€ๆญฅ็š„ๅކๅฒ๏ผŒๅฝ“ไธญๅ›ฝ่ขซๅŒ—ๆ–นๅ’Œๅ—ๆ–นๆœ๏ผˆ420-589๏ผ‰ๅˆ†ๅผ€ๆ—ถ๏ผŒๅ—ไบฌ่ขซ่ง†ไธบๆฑ‰ๆ–‡ๅŒ–็š„ๅ กๅž’๏ผŒไธŽโ€œ้‡Ž่›ฎโ€็š„ๅŒ—ๆ–น้ƒจ่ฝๅฝขๆˆๅฏนๆฏ”๏ผŒ่ฟ™็ง่ฏญ่จ€่ขซ่ฎคไธบๆ˜ฏไธญๅ›ฝๆœ€็บฏ็ฒน็š„ๆ–น่จ€ใ€‚ ๅœจ้š‹ๆœ๏ผˆ581-618๏ผ‰ใ€ๅ”ๆœ๏ผˆ618-907๏ผ‰ๅ’Œๅฎ‹ๆœ๏ผˆ960-1279๏ผ‰ๆ—ถๆœŸ๏ผŒๅ…ณไบŽๆญฃ็กฎๅ‘้Ÿณๅ’Œ่ฏญ่จ€ไฝฟ็”จ็š„ๅฎ˜ๆ–นๆ–‡ๆœฌ้ƒฝไปฅๅ—้‡‘่ฏญไธบ่“ๆœฌใ€‚ ๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€้•ฟๆœŸไปฅๆฅไธ€็›ดๅ—ๅˆฐๅด‡ๆ•ฌ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๆ—ฉไบŽ่ŽŽๅฃซๆฏ”ไบšๆ—ถไปฃ็š„่‹ฑ่ฏญ๏ผŒๆ‰€ไปฅๅบ”่ฏฅๆš—็คบๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ๆœ‰ไธ€ไบ›ๅฝฑๅ“ๅŠ›ใ€‚

    My initial hypothesis to stop, listen and speak to Nanjing locals came out flat. I hadnโ€™t really noticed any differences in the way people spoke. Maybe I was listening in the wrong areas of the city? Maybe my ears werenโ€™t as attuned to the local dialect as Iโ€™d hoped they would be?

    ๆˆ‘ๆœ€ๅˆ็š„ๅ‡่ฎพๆ˜ฏๅœไธ‹ๆฅ๏ผŒๅ€พๅฌๅ’ŒไธŽๅ—ไบฌๅฝ“ๅœฐไบบไบค่ฐˆ๏ผŒ็ป“ๆžœๅนณๆทก็„กๅฅ‡ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็œŸ็š„ๆฒกๆœ‰ๆณจๆ„ๅˆฐไบบไปฌ่ฏด่ฏ็š„ๆ–นๅผๆœ‰ไป€ไนˆไธๅŒใ€‚ ไนŸ่ฎธๆˆ‘ๅœจๅŸŽๅธ‚้‡Œๅฌ้”™ไบ†ๅœฐๆ–น๏ผŸ ไนŸ่ฎธๆˆ‘็š„่€ณๆœตๆฒกๆœ‰ๅƒๆˆ‘ๅธŒๆœ›็š„้‚ฃๆ ท้€‚ๅบ”ๅฝ“ๅœฐๆ–น่จ€๏ผŸ

    I lamented to my some of my sixth form students between lessons one day, and one of them told me to listen a little bit more carefully, as I should be noticing a specific but an apparent difference in pronunication. They explained that a common element of the Nanjing dialect was that the โ€œnโ€ and โ€œlโ€ sounds were often mixed when people spoke. 

    ๆœ‰ไธ€ๅคฉ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅœจ่ฏพ้—ดๅ‘ๆˆ‘็š„ไธ€ไบ›ๅ…ญๅนด็บงๅญฆ็”Ÿๅ“€ๅน๏ผŒๅ…ถไธญไธ€ไธชๅญฆ็”Ÿๅ‘Š่ฏ‰ๆˆ‘่ฆๆ›ดไป”็ป†ๅœฐๅฌ๏ผŒๅ› ไธบๆˆ‘ๅบ”่ฏฅๆณจๆ„ๅˆฐๅ‘้ŸณไธŠๆœ‰ไธ€ไธชๅ…ทไฝ“ไฝ†ๆ˜Žๆ˜พ็š„ๅทฎๅผ‚ใ€‚ ไป–ไปฌ่งฃ้‡Š่ฏด๏ผŒๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€็š„ไธ€ไธชๅ…ฑๅŒๅ› ็ด ๆ˜ฏ๏ผŒไบบไปฌ่ฏด่ฏๆ—ถ๏ผŒโ€œnโ€ๅ’Œโ€œlโ€็š„้Ÿณ็ปๅธธๆททๅœจไธ€่ตทใ€‚

    For example, I should hear people pronouncing โ€œNanjingโ€ as โ€œlan jinโ€. My ears werenโ€™t as attuned that much is true, I hadnโ€™t made that initial connection but something did click, not so much a Damscus moment, but more like the pieces of a challenging jigsaw puzzle slowing coming together. In my residential community, Iโ€™d often overheard young children calling after their grandmothers (ๅฅถๅฅถ; nai nai) as โ€œlai laiโ€. 

    ไพ‹ๅฆ‚๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅบ”่ฏฅๅฌๅˆฐไบบไปฌๆŠŠโ€œๅ—ไบฌโ€่ฏดๆˆโ€œๅ…ฐๆดฅโ€ใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็š„่€ณๆœตๆฒกๆœ‰้‚ฃไนˆๅคง็š„่ฐƒๆ•ด๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆฒกๆœ‰ๅปบ็ซ‹ๆœ€ๅˆ็š„่”็ณป๏ผŒไฝ†ๆœ‰ไบ›ไธœ่ฅฟ็กฎๅฎž็‚นๅ‡ปไบ†๏ผŒไธŽๅ…ถ่ฏดๆ˜ฏDamscus็š„ๆ—ถๅˆป๏ผŒ่€Œๆ›ดๅƒๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชๅ…ทๆœ‰ๆŒ‘ๆˆ˜ๆ€ง็š„ๆ‹ผๅ›พ็š„็ขŽ็‰‡ๆ…ขๆ…ข่ตฐๅˆฐไธ€่ตทใ€‚ ๅœจๆˆ‘็š„ไฝๅฎ…็คพๅŒบ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็ปๅธธๆ— ๆ„ไธญๅฌๅˆฐๅฐๅญฉๅญๅ‘ผๅ”คไป–ไปฌ็š„็ฅ–ๆฏ๏ผˆๅฅถๅฅถ๏ผ›nai nai๏ผ‰ไธบโ€œlai laiโ€ใ€‚

    From then on, this apparently quite common element of in the Nanjing dialect, the dropping of the nasal โ€œngโ€ sound; [ล‹] for anyone interest in phonology. Picking up my packages after work in the evening, I heard it. On the Metro, I heard it again. It almost became a daily occurrence; the overhearing of this specific pronunciation; โ€œlan jinโ€ began floating around in my ears.

    ไปŽ้‚ฃๆ—ถ่ตท๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๆ˜พ็„ถๆ˜ฏๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ไธญ้žๅธธๅธธ่ง็š„ๅ…ƒ็ด ๏ผŒ้ผป้Ÿณโ€œngโ€็š„ไธ‹้™๏ผ›[ล‹]ๅฏนไบŽไปปไฝ•ๅฏน่ฏญ้Ÿณๅญฆๆ„Ÿๅ…ด่ถฃ็š„ไบบๆฅ่ฏดใ€‚ ๆ™šไธŠไธ‹็ญๅŽๅ–ๅŒ…่ฃน๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฌๅˆฐไบ†ใ€‚ ๅœจๅœฐ้“ไธŠ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅˆๅฌๅˆฐไบ†ใ€‚ ๅฎƒๅ‡ ไนŽๆˆไบ†ๆ—ฅๅธธ็Žฐ่ฑก๏ผ›ๆ— ๆ„ไธญๅฌๅˆฐ่ฟ™็ง็‰นๅฎš็š„ๅ‘้Ÿณ๏ผ›โ€œlan jinโ€ๅผ€ๅง‹ๅœจๆˆ‘่€ณ่พน้ฃ˜ๆฅ้ฃ˜ๅŽปใ€‚

    Eavesdropping on conversations out and about (I make no apologies; I was conducting a linguistic experiment in my nosy mind), elements such as the the dropping of the nasal โ€œngโ€ and the mixing of the โ€œnโ€ and โ€œlโ€ became common. At first, I noticed it in the older generations of Nanjing and presumed that this was because standard Mandarin has become the norm throughout the younger generations. But I heard it more and more with younger generations walking past me in shopping malls or waiting in Starbucks as people around spoke to their friends. 

    ็ชƒๅฌๅค–้ข็š„่ฐˆ่ฏ๏ผˆๆˆ‘ๆฒกๆœ‰้“ๆญ‰๏ผ›ๆˆ‘ๅœจๅคš็ฎก้—ฒไบ‹็š„ๅคด่„‘ไธญ่ฟ›่กŒ่ฏญ่จ€ๅฎž้ชŒ๏ผ‰๏ผŒ้ผป้Ÿณโ€œngโ€็š„ๆމ่ฝๅ’Œโ€œnโ€ๅ’Œโ€œlโ€็š„ๆททๅˆ็ญ‰ๅ…ƒ็ด ๅ˜ๅพ—ๆ™ฎ้ใ€‚ ่ตทๅˆ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅœจๅ—ไบฌ็š„่€ไธ€่พˆไบบ่บซไธŠๆณจๆ„ๅˆฐไบ†่ฟ™ไธ€็‚น๏ผŒๅนถๆŽจๆต‹่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๅ› ไธบๆ ‡ๅ‡†ๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏๅทฒ็ปๆˆไธบๅนด่ฝปไธ€ไปฃ็š„ๅธธๆ€ใ€‚ ไฝ†ๆˆ‘่ถŠๆฅ่ถŠๅคšๅœฐๅฌๅˆฐ๏ผŒๅนด่ฝปไธ€ไปฃๅœจๅ•†ๅœบ้‡ŒไปŽๆˆ‘่บซ่พน่ตฐ่ฟ‡๏ผŒๆˆ–่€…ๅœจๆ˜Ÿๅทดๅ…‹็ญ‰ๅพ…๏ผŒๅ‘จๅ›ด็š„ไบบๅ’Œไป–ไปฌ็š„ๆœ‹ๅ‹่Šๅคฉใ€‚

    In fact, within those same conversations I noticed another linguistic element; code switching. This is the process of adjusting the way we speak according to the context around us (such as the well-known phenomenon of โ€œphone voiceโ€). For example, purely hypothetic here, when your mum goes from shouting at you because of the messy state of your bedroom to using her posh phone voice to answer her phone, all in a matter of seconds. 

    ไบ‹ๅฎžไธŠ๏ผŒๅœจ่ฟ™ไบ›็›ธๅŒ็š„ๅฏน่ฏไธญ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๆณจๆ„ๅˆฐไบ†ๅฆไธ€ไธช่ฏญ่จ€ๅ…ƒ็ด ๏ผ›ไปฃ็ ๅˆ‡ๆขใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๆ˜ฏๆ นๆฎๆˆ‘ไปฌๅ‘จๅ›ด็š„็Žฏๅขƒ๏ผˆไพ‹ๅฆ‚ไผ—ๆ‰€ๅ‘จ็Ÿฅ็š„โ€œ็”ต่ฏ่ฏญ้Ÿณโ€็Žฐ่ฑก๏ผ‰่ฐƒๆ•ดๆˆ‘ไปฌ่ฏด่ฏๆ–นๅผ็š„่ฟ‡็จ‹ใ€‚ ไพ‹ๅฆ‚๏ผŒ่ฟ™้‡Œ็บฏ็ฒนๆ˜ฏๅ‡่ฎพ๏ผŒๅฝ“ไฝ ็š„ๅฆˆๅฆˆไปŽๅ› ไธบไฝ ๅงๅฎค็š„ๅ‡Œไนฑ็Šถๆ€่€Œๅฏนไฝ ๅคงๅ–Šๅคงๅซๅˆฐ็”จๅฅน้ซ˜ๅ‚ฒ็š„็”ต่ฏๅฃฐ้ŸณๆŽฅๅฌ็”ต่ฏๆ—ถ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ไธ€ๅˆ‡้ƒฝๅœจๅ‡ ็ง’้’Ÿๅ†…ใ€‚

    Code shifting, or style shifting which is a whole other linguistic debate that Iโ€™ll save you from here, is a way of projecting subtly different identities depending on where we are, who we are with, what we are trying to achieve, and the extent to which we want either to fit in or to distance ourselves from particular people, groups, or situations. 

    ไปฃ็ ่ฝฌ็งปๆˆ–้ฃŽๆ ผ่ฝฌ็งปๆ˜ฏๅฆไธ€ๅœบ่ฏญ่จ€่พฉ่ฎบ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไผšไปŽ่ฟ™้‡Œๆ‹ฏๆ•‘ไฝ ๏ผŒๆ˜ฏไธ€็งๆŠ•ๅฐ„ๅพฎๅฆ™ไธๅŒ่บซไปฝ็š„ๆ–นๅผ๏ผŒ่ฟ™ๅ–ๅ†ณไบŽๆˆ‘ไปฌๅœจๅ“ช้‡Œ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌๅ’Œ่ฐๅœจไธ€่ตท๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไปฌ่ฏ•ๅ›พๅฎž็Žฐไป€ไนˆ๏ผŒไปฅๅŠๆˆ‘ไปฌๅธŒๆœ›้€‚ๅบ”ๆˆ–ไธŽ็‰นๅฎš็š„ไบบใ€็พคไฝ“ๆˆ–ๆƒ…ๅ†ตไฟๆŒ่ท็ฆป็š„็จ‹ๅบฆใ€‚

    The code-switching I often overheard when out-and-about was people jumping between Nanjing dialect and Mandarin to communicate to their respective friends; Mandarin on the phone, Nankinese to their friends in Starbucks. It was fascinating to listen to. 

    ๆˆ‘ๅค–ๅ‡บๆ—ถ็ปๅธธๅฌๅˆฐ็š„ๅฏ†็ ๅˆ‡ๆขๆ˜ฏไบบไปฌๅœจๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ๅ’Œๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏไน‹้—ด่ทณๆฅ่ทณๅŽป๏ผŒไธŽๅ„่‡ช็š„ๆœ‹ๅ‹ไบคๆต๏ผ›ๅœจ็”ต่ฏ้‡Œ็”จๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏ๏ผŒๅœจๆ˜Ÿๅทดๅ…‹็”จๅ—ไบฌ่ฏญไธŽๆœ‹ๅ‹ไบคๆตใ€‚ ๅฌ่ตทๆฅๅพˆๅธๅผ•ไบบใ€‚

    The ayi in my lift bemoaned that her grandkids, while they could understand it, couldnโ€™t speak Nanjing dialect. This reflected what one of my previous students had previously mentioned before, that their local dialect, in fact any trace of dialect, had been quickly stomped out during their formative years in kindergarten. 

    ๆˆ‘็”ตๆขฏ้‡Œ็š„ayiๆšฃๆฟ๏ผŒๅฅน็š„ๅญ™ๅญไปฌ่™ฝ็„ถ่ƒฝๅฌๆ‡‚๏ผŒไฝ†ไธไผš่ฏดๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ใ€‚ ่ฟ™ๅๆ˜ ไบ†ๆˆ‘ไปฅๅ‰็š„ไธ€ไฝๅญฆ็”Ÿไน‹ๅ‰ๆๅˆฐ็š„๏ผŒๅณไป–ไปฌ็š„ๅœฐๆ–นๆ–น่จ€๏ผŒไบ‹ๅฎžไธŠ๏ผŒไปปไฝ•ๆ–น่จ€็š„็—•่ฟน๏ผŒๅœจไป–ไปฌๅœจๅนผๅ„ฟๅ›ญ็š„ๅฝขๆˆๆœŸๅฐฑ่ขซ่ฟ…้€Ÿ่ธฉ่ธไบ†ใ€‚

    I pressed her more (anxious to gather as much information before we reached our respective floors) about her emotional attachment to the dialect. Her replies indicated a sense of linguistic pride in her dialect, saying, โ€œIโ€™ve lived in Nanjing all of my life, of course I speak ๅ—ไบฌ่ฏ. I enjoy speaking to other grandparents in the square or supermarket [โ€ฆ] I speak to my son and my grandkids in the Nanjing dialectโ€.  She seemed to be a proud Nanjinger through and through, and her dialect reflected that, further commenting, โ€œI understand Mandarin, but I donโ€™t use itโ€, before the lift doors closed behind her. 

    ๅ…ณไบŽๅฅนๅฏนๆ–น่จ€็š„ๆƒ…ๆ„Ÿไพๆ‹๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅ‘ๅฅนๆ–ฝๅŽ‹๏ผˆๆ€ฅไบŽๅœจๆˆ‘ไปฌๅˆฐ่พพๅ„่‡ช็š„ๆฅผๅฑ‚ไน‹ๅ‰ๆ”ถ้›†ๅฐฝๅฏ่ƒฝๅคš็š„ไฟกๆฏ๏ผ‰ใ€‚ ๅฅน็š„ๅ›ž็ญ”่กจๆ˜Žไบ†ๅฅน็š„ๆ–น่จ€ๆœ‰ไธ€็ง่ฏญ่จ€ไธŠ็š„่‡ช่ฑชๆ„Ÿ๏ผŒๅฅน่ฏด๏ผšโ€œๆˆ‘ไธ€็”Ÿ้ƒฝไฝๅœจๅ—ไบฌ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฝ“็„ถไผš่ฏดๅ—ไบฌ่ฏใ€‚ ๆˆ‘ๅ–œๆฌขๅœจๅนฟๅœบๆˆ–่ถ…ๅธ‚ๅ’Œๅ…ถไป–็ฅ–็ˆถๆฏ่Šๅคฉ[…]ๆˆ‘็”จๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ๅ’Œๆˆ‘็š„ๅ…’ๅญๅ’Œๅญ™ๅญๅญซๅฅณ่Šๅคฉใ€‚ใ€ ๅฅนไผผไนŽๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธช้ช„ๅ‚ฒ็š„ๅ—ไบฌไบบ๏ผŒๅฅน็š„ๆ–น่จ€ๅๆ˜ ไบ†่ฟ™ไธ€็‚น๏ผŒๅœจ็”ตๆขฏ้—จๅœจๅฅน่บซๅŽๅ…ณไธŠไน‹ๅ‰๏ผŒๅฅน่ฟ›ไธ€ๆญฅ่ฏ„่ฎบ่ฏด๏ผšโ€œๆˆ‘ๆ‡‚ๆ™ฎ้€š่ฏ๏ผŒไฝ†ๆˆ‘ไธ็”จๅฎƒโ€ใ€‚

    I rushed back to my apartment to note down what she said and pondered more on her words. Did her language use in her daily interactions fosters a sense of belonging and solidarity among the Nanjing dialect speakers? Her tone suggested so, Iโ€™ll have to ask her further when I see her again in the lift.

    ๆˆ‘ๅ†ฒๅ›žๆˆ‘็š„ๅ…ฌๅฏ“๏ผŒ่ฎฐไธ‹ๅฅน่ฏด็š„่ฏ๏ผŒๅนถๅคšๆ€่€ƒๅฅน็š„่ฏใ€‚ ๅฅนๅœจๆ—ฅๅธธไบ’ๅŠจไธญไฝฟ็”จ็š„่ฏญ่จ€ๆ˜ฏๅฆๅŸนๅ…ปไบ†ๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ไฝฟ็”จ่€…็š„ๅฝ’ๅฑžๆ„Ÿๅ’Œๅ›ข็ป“ๆ„Ÿ๏ผŸ ๅฅน็š„่ฏญๆฐ”ๆš—็คบไบ†๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ๅœจ็”ตๆขฏ้‡Œๅ†ๆฌก่งๅˆฐๅฅนๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฟ…้กป่ฟ›ไธ€ๆญฅ่ฏข้—ฎๅฅนใ€‚

    While my linguistic experiment was rudimentary, it gave me a lot of food for thought. Language and identity seem to go hand-in-hand. Whether itโ€™s the Nanjing dialect or watching my wife slip straight back into using the Sichuan dialect with ease almost as soon as we stepped off the plane this Chinese New Year, dialect and accents are an integral part of our identity. 

    ่™ฝ็„ถๆˆ‘็š„่ฏญ่จ€ๅฎž้ชŒๅพˆๅˆๆญฅ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฎƒ็ป™ไบ†ๆˆ‘ๅพˆๅคšๆ€่€ƒ็š„้ฃŸ็ฒฎใ€‚ ่ฏญ่จ€ๅ’Œ่บซไปฝไผผไนŽ้ฝๅคดๅนถ่ฟ›ใ€‚ ๆ— ่ฎบๆ˜ฏๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€๏ผŒ่ฟ˜ๆ˜ฏ็œ‹็€ๆˆ‘ๅฆปๅญๅœจ่ฟ™ไธชไธญๅ›ฝๆ–ฐๅนดไธ€ไธ‹้ฃžๆœบๅฐฑ่ฝปๆพๅœฐๅ›žๅˆฐๅ››ๅทๆ–น่จ€๏ผŒๆ–น่จ€ๅ’Œๅฃ้Ÿณ้ƒฝๆ˜ฏๆˆ‘ไปฌ่บซไปฝ็š„็ป„ๆˆ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ€‚

    We do have some control over our dialect; code swifting is a prime example of that. I often lament that I lost my Yorkshire accent as a kid as we moved away from where I grew up, but I experience slipping back into the local way of speaking when I speak with friends and family from the area, or even when I speak to them on the phone. 

    ๆˆ‘ๅ€‘็ขบๅฏฆๅฏไปฅๆŽงๅˆถ่‡ชๅทฑ็š„ๆ–น่จ€๏ผ›ๅฟซ้€Ÿ็จ‹ๅผๅฐฑๆ˜ฏ้€™ๆ–น้ข็š„ไธ€ๅ€‹ๅ…ธๅž‹ไพ‹ๅญใ€‚ ๆˆ‘็ปๅธธๆ„Ÿๅน๏ผŒๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ไปฌๆฌ็ฆปๆˆ‘้•ฟๅคง็š„ๅœฐๆ–นๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘ๅฐๆ—ถๅ€™ๅคฑๅŽปไบ†็บฆๅ…‹้ƒก็š„ๅฃ้Ÿณ๏ผŒไฝ†ๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ไธŽ่ฏฅๅœฐๅŒบ็š„ๆœ‹ๅ‹ๅ’Œๅฎถไบบไบค่ฐˆๆ—ถ๏ผŒ็”š่‡ณๅฝ“ๆˆ‘ไธŽไป–ไปฌ้€š็”ต่ฏๆ—ถ๏ผŒๆˆ‘็ปๅކไบ†ๅ›žๅˆฐๅฝ“ๅœฐ็š„่ฏด่ฏๆ–นๅผใ€‚

    This may seem to happen unintentionally, but the fact that I am are aware of it happening suggests some degree of intent. And why shouldnโ€™t there be? After all, it is an entirely natural way to demonstrate that we belong to, or associate with, a particular group of people. More than this, it is a way of subtly, or not so subtly, reasserting our geographic or regional identity. 

    ่ฟ™ไผผไนŽๆ˜ฏๆ— ๆ„ไธญๅ‘็”Ÿ็š„๏ผŒไฝ†ๆˆ‘็Ÿฅ้“ๅฎƒๆญฃๅœจๅ‘็”Ÿ็š„ไบ‹ๅฎž่กจๆ˜Žไบ†ไธ€ๅฎš็จ‹ๅบฆ็š„ๆ„ๅ›พใ€‚ ไธบไป€ไนˆไธๅบ”่ฏฅๆœ‰ๅ‘ข๏ผŸ ๆฏ•็ซŸ๏ผŒ่ฟ™่กจๆ˜Žๆˆ‘ไปฌๅฑžไบŽๆˆ–ไธŽ็‰นๅฎš็พคไฝ“ไบคๅพ€ๆ˜ฏไธ€็งๅฎŒๅ…จ่‡ช็„ถ็š„ๆ–นๅผใ€‚ ไธไป…ๅฆ‚ๆญค๏ผŒๅฎƒๆ˜ฏไธ€็งๅทงๅฆ™ๅœฐๆˆ–ไธ้‚ฃไนˆๅทงๅฆ™ๅœฐ้‡็”ณๆˆ‘ไปฌ็š„ๅœฐ็†ๆˆ–ๅŒบๅŸŸ่บซไปฝ็š„ๆ–นๅผใ€‚

    For many people, where they come from is a big part of who they are; the ayi in the lift exemplified this. For some, being from Dublin, or Chongqing, or even Birmingham is a matter of fierce personal pride. Others feel a more passive sense of belonging to or identifying with particular geographical groupings. But however active or passive the link between an individual and a particular place, it does exist, and can be demonstrated by the way we speak.

    ๅฏน่ฎธๅคšไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒไป–ไปฌๆฅ่‡ชๅ“ช้‡Œๆ˜ฏไป–ไปฌ่บซไปฝ็š„้‡่ฆ็ป„ๆˆ้ƒจๅˆ†๏ผ›็”ตๆขฏ้‡Œ็š„ayiๅฐฑๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชไพ‹ๅญใ€‚ ๅฏนไธ€ไบ›ไบบๆฅ่ฏด๏ผŒๆฅ่‡ช้ƒฝๆŸๆž—ใ€้‡ๅบ†็”š่‡ณไผฏๆ˜Ž็ฟฐๆ˜ฏไธ€ไธชๅผบ็ƒˆ็š„ไธชไบบ่‡ช่ฑชๆ„Ÿใ€‚ ๅ…ถไป–ไบบๆ„Ÿๅˆฐๆ›ด่ขซๅ‹•็š„ๅฝ’ๅฑžๆ„Ÿๆˆ–่ฎคๅŒ็‰นๅฎš็š„ๅœฐ็†็พคไฝ“ใ€‚ ไฝ†ๆ— ่ฎบไธชไบบไธŽ็‰นๅฎšๅœฐ็‚นไน‹้—ด็š„่”็ณปๆ˜ฏไธปๅŠจ็š„่ฟ˜ๆ˜ฏ่ขซๅŠจ็š„๏ผŒๅฎƒ็กฎๅฎžๅญ˜ๅœจ๏ผŒๅนถไธ”ๅฏไปฅ้€š่ฟ‡ๆˆ‘ไปฌ่ฏด่ฏ็š„ๆ–นๅผๆฅ่ฏๆ˜Žใ€‚

    It is important to see the Nanjing dialect, or any local dialect, as a symbol of cultural heritage and identity. Regional linguistic diversity needs to be celebrated, regional dialects such as Nanjing’s, and I would encourage everyone to engage with and appreciate the richness of linguistic diversity in their own communities and beyond.ย 

    ้‡่ฆ็š„ๆ˜ฏๅฐ†ๅ—ไบฌๆ–น่จ€ๆˆ–ไปปไฝ•ๅฝ“ๅœฐๆ–น่จ€่ง†ไธบๆ–‡ๅŒ–้—ไบงๅ’Œ่บซไปฝ็š„่ฑกๅพใ€‚ ๅŒบๅŸŸ่ฏญ่จ€ๅคšๆ ทๆ€ง้œ€่ฆๅบ†็ฅ๏ผŒๅƒๅ—ไบฌ่ฟ™ๆ ท็š„ๅŒบๅŸŸๆ–น่จ€๏ผŒๆˆ‘ไผš้ผ“ๅŠฑๆฏไธชไบบๅ‚ไธŽๅนถๆฌฃ่ตไป–ไปฌ่‡ชๅทฑ็คพๅŒบๅ†…ๅค–ไธฐๅฏŒ็š„่ฏญ่จ€ๅคšๆ ทๆ€งใ€‚

    Stop and listen once in a while, you might learn something. Or in the words of Ferris Bueller himself; โ€œLife moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss itโ€. If youโ€™re feeling literary, listen to wise words of Hemingway himself; โ€œWhen people talk, listen completely. Most people never listenโ€.

    ๅถๅฐ”ๅœไธ‹ๆฅๅฌไธ€ๅฌ๏ผŒไฝ ๅฏ่ƒฝไผšๅญฆๅˆฐไธ€ไบ›ไธœ่ฅฟใ€‚ ๆˆ–่€…็”จFerris Buellerๆœฌไบบ็š„่ฏๆฅ่ฏด๏ผ›โ€œ็”Ÿๆดป่ฟ‡ๅพ—ๅพˆๅฟซใ€‚ ๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ไธๅถๅฐ”ๅœไธ‹ๆฅๅ››ๅค„็œ‹็œ‹๏ผŒไฝ ๅฏ่ƒฝไผš้”™่ฟ‡ๅฎƒใ€‚โ€ ๅฆ‚ๆžœไฝ ่ง‰ๅพ—ๆœ‰ๆ–‡ๅญฆๆ€ง๏ผŒ่ฏทๅฌๆตทๆ˜Žๅจๆœฌไบบ็š„ๆ™บๆ…งไน‹่จ€๏ผ›โ€œๅฝ“ไบบไปฌ่ฏด่ฏๆ—ถ๏ผŒ่ฆๅฎŒๅ…จๅ€พๅฌใ€‚ ๅคงๅคšๆ•ฐไบบไปŽไธๅฌใ€‚โ€