If you have ever flown to or from the City, Dear Reader, then surely you must be familiar with the name of the Longdongbao Airport. Now,...

Dear Readers, I'm back with the new portion of the Remnants. When I say I'll swing by "tomorrow" it seems to be a week or two later, but...

Hey hey Dear Readers, I'm back with the rest of the pictures included on the Remnants exhibition. Number 3 and 4 were both taken in the...

This is a piece that I should have written a long time ago, yet as always I got preoccupied with hundreds of different things and in the...

Dear Reader, In case you wondered - no, Laoguiyang isn't quite dead yet. Perhaps you thought, after having read the last post on this...

All you need to do is leave the house and gaze at the splendour of the beautiful, subtle rust on metal, the xanthous autumn leaves

The southern part of the Oil Press Town (south of the main street, the area that is now under rapid housing development....

If I were to say that there are places in Guiyang that are known to almost everybody who has ever lived here, I would mention....

Who would have thought! To find this ancient wonder, long lost in the ebb of time, right here in the City. I have always spoken about how...

There is, however, a rather hidden place here that sports a quite unusual name - the Sea Horse Thoroughfare Road. It sprawls across...

Upon me first arriving in Guiyang I often exercised my innate curiosity, trying to ask the locals about names of places and their...

Awaiting great favour in their career Those, who sip from the Clear Spring Below the Heavenly Turtle’s gaze

Strange powers converge in the City; it is because of them, that I always feel the time flow here to be a flat circle, rather than a...

On cold winter days I like to come back in my thoughts to the first time I visited the City. I remember it bathed in the yellowish glow...

It has been a couple of quiet months for me and the City. Frankly, I have not spoken to her much after the disaster that has befallen us...

At the foot of the Black Spirit Mountain, down her southern slope, lies a narrow little alley called the Carp Street;

My first memory of the Friendship Rd. must be from the times of my humble beginnings, when someone invited me for dinner...

Since I don't know how else to inform about the site updates, I'm going to write it down here from time to time so you don't miss new...

Even a loyal servant to the Will of the City sometimes has to find solace in the greens of the mountains, and blues of the waters...

Shall I take the route I know, through the backside of Coal Mine Village and Witches' Hill, or do I feel adventurous today?"