A city came and came again. One road went and went. One person saw and saw, and a hotel lived and lived... I summed up the hustle and bustle of Chengdu as fate. Life is destined to see a city at first sight, but it seems to have come many times, the long-lost familiarity, even I feel amazed. 4 days and 3 nights, I walked in the streets and lanes of Chengdu, trying to find the taste that best represents Chengdu. If you ask me at this time, what is the taste of Chengdu? Perhaps, I will tell you in general, Chengdu is a bowl of tea, Chengdu It is a play, Chengdu is a numb and spicy taste. More than 3,000 years ago, this tribe named Silkworm Cong, a country name called , is the place where silk was invented, the place where Li Bing ruled water, the capital of the emperor, and a thick ancient book. Understand it, can you make it clear in a few words? In fact, Chengdu is Chengdu, a city that no one can replicate.