The ancient town at the foot of Mount Emei where you can see the Golden Summit is Luomu!

Recently, I saw photos of Luomu Ancient Town on social media, and was attracted by the old houses and alleys. Four of us just decided to go, grabbed our bags, and set off. It took two hours by car to reach this small town at the foot of Mount Emei. Luomu Town was previously known as Qinglongchang, established during the Tang Dynasty, and it is said to have existed during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, truly a place with a long history. The ancient town has eight main streets and seven alleys, mostly inhabited by indigenous people who have lived here for generations, happily continuing their traditional way of life. Walking through the town is like traveling back to the eighties or nineties. Those traditional snacks such as pea cakes, rice-made cold cakes, tofu pudding, and so on, are all childhood favorites, and the prices are so cheap that you really think you've gone back in time. A pea cake for one yuan, a bowl of cold cake for three yuan, and ten dumplings for eight yuan, with the meat filling almost bursting through the skin. We had lunch at the Eyeglasses Restaurant, stir-fried pork liver with wood ear mushrooms for 15 yuan, tofu pudding for 5 yuan, along with steamed pork intestines with rice flour and vegetables, etc., all for less than 50 yuan. The person in charge of paying for the meal, Sister Ke, was too embarrassed to take the money, insisting on treating us. The old buildings in the ancient town are covered with quotations from Chairman Mao; I don't know if they were left over from the past or added later, I didn't go to inquire or verify. On the main street, there is a dilapidated two-story building from the Republic of China era—a brothel. Looking up at the railing called 'Beauty's Lean', I imagined the prosperity of the town back in the day. At night, the songs of the brothel women leaning on the railings must have traveled far. Wan Chai Street is one of my favorite alleys, with clean-swept bluestone paths. Every household plants some small flowers and places them outside their doors. Impatiens, which girls might have used to paint their nails when they were young—I've done this before. On Wan Chai Street, I saw trees with beautiful white flowers, which I couldn't name until I asked the locals and learned they were hibiscus flowers, a name I had known for a long time but finally matched up. Following the Linjiang River, you can see the Golden Summit. The locals say that in winter, the town presents another scene, with the snow-covered Mount Emei also looking very beautiful. I thought: Maybe I'll come again in winter, not to climb the mountain, but to stay in the ancient town at the foot of the mountain, to idle away, watch the snowy mountains and scenery, and enjoy the traditional food, which would be nice.