If I can only tell me the motivation that most attracted me to India, I swear that it is not the Taj Mahal, but a photo of the ins on the rooftop of the old Delhi Spice Market! A door across India, New Delhi and Old Delhi, the sudden change of style is the difference between heaven and hell. Old Delhi is the most crowded and noisy place I have ever walked, but it is also the most special and most Indian place. I sat in the three rounds of manpower in the spice market, surrounded by rickshaws, tugs, cars and pedestrians rushing to the road, surrounded by whistling sounds of the streets, fried My brain is ringing! When you go through the streets, you can walk through the big cows, sheep, elephants... and the monkeys are screaming on our heads! I can't help but yell "I x" all the way! I feel that the "I x" in this life is finished in Old Delhi! Holding the camera tightly, I dare not slack off! And even so, I still love this old Delhi, which is dirty in the eyes of the world! Passing through the crowded streets, hovering up the narrow stairs, to the rooftop of the heart, is the sun's most gentle sunset. I have no scruples to put a new shawl prepared in advance, and I will start photographing on the roof where the pigeons and calves are mixed. Only the Indian locals who are watching the lively, I am very nervous. Little brother, there are staggered pigeons and hawks, flying in groups... To go to Old Delhi, be cautious, girls dont go alone, but dont go because of fear! Otherwise, believe me, you will regret for life!