未去西街前 ，已被网上描写西街的文字诱惑 。西街的洋人；西街的酒吧；西街的异域风情等等，在脑海里存储翻现，充满了猎奇。西街到底是什么样子？和同样是古镇的丽江何不同？
西街位于阳朔县城的西南郊 ，是一条大约八百米左右的小街，因其方位而得名，又因阳朔倚着漓江 ，许多西方游客迷恋漓江山水而定居西街，融入了西方文化色彩，才有了洋人街的称呼。
傍晚，在西街的红星比萨店里 ，西方颓靡的音乐弥漫在空中，蓝色的灯光摇曳着媚惑的迷情 。走进里面，如同走进欧洲风情的小店 ，只是少了白天阳光的明媚，多了些许夜晚的鬼魅。
西街的红星比萨很出名 ，味道也很正宗 。一小块一小块慢慢地切，幽幽地听着桌对面同伴的说话，一个白天一同游遇龙河才认识的警察同伴 ，特殊的身份，奇特的故事，打发了分分的光阴。小警察坦诚的语言里，职业特性显露无遗。
多次的教育，心里默默地感动，却依然无更深的话语。身处异乡 ，故扮矜持，不是不信任，是信任里始终有陌生 。
两个人海茫茫中匆匆相遇的过客 ，没有过去的机缘，也没有将来的重逢，只有瞬间的相遇 ，唯有彼此珍惜相遇快乐的时光，才不辜负上苍的安排。
送同伴上车后，已是晚上九点左右，此时的西街正是最热闹 、喧嚣的时候 。
悬挂在两旁古朴建筑城楼上的红灯笼通红通红 ，在冬夜里迷漫起了一丝温情，两旁的小商店闪烁霓红，影射在青石板的街道上泛起一道道幽蓝的光 ，印记西街岁月的沧桑；来来往往的游客穿梭其中，留下无数远去的背影。
一个人游荡在西街，在青石板的路上 ，努力地寻找着在丽江古镇的温暖与淳朴，转过身去，却发现 ，此镇非彼镇，此人非彼人。
西街很短，即使翻来覆去逛 ，也逛不了多长时间 。这个商店看看，那个小铺逛逛，并无特别吸引我的东西。踯躅的脚步停留在大约西街的中间可可酒店门前。在阳朔的几天，每天换住宿 ，可可酒店是我住的第一家，也比其他几家熟悉许多 。
酒店门前，店工小兰妹妹正在打望 ，店里统一的黑色夹克穿在她身上，一张娃娃脸显得成熟了许多，站在从酒店一楼酒吧里穿透出来的红灯绿光中 ，与她是那么的格格不入。
闲聊之时，一女子拿着波丝糖走过来招呼小兰 ，定睛一看，是和几个老外一同游月亮山的中国女孩，因其在我爬月亮山顶的对面山头，曾遥首相望良久 ，留下疑问，她是个什么样的女孩？
近看，女孩已不年轻 ，一张方型脸上皮肤有些干燥，眉间的小皱纹试图隐藏沧桑 。看着她吃波丝糖一点不娇作的样子，更引起我对她的好奇。当她得知我是一个人游阳朔时 ，油然对我产生亲近，一路上挽着我的手边走边停聊了许多关于她个人的故事，并竭力邀请我去她的住所。
已经记不清是从西街的哪个小巷穿进去的 ，昏黄、黯淡的路灯像快要枯竭、挣扎的岁月，与热闹 、喧嚣，充满西域风情的西街是两种截然不同的世界。警惕地注视稀少的路人 ，七穿八拐后终于到了一简陋的房屋 。
她的房间在二楼 ，很小，光线很暗，开灯才能看清房间的东西 ，里面几乎说不上家具，两个床铺，显然上和别人合租 ，一个简易的塑料拉练衣柜，一台普通的彩电，显眼的是屋内木桌子上的一朵玫瑰花 ，用一个形似罐头的普通玻璃瓶装着，很刺眼！
她回住宿仅是为了洗澡换衣。似乎认识我很久，她没有顾忌 ，从里到外当着我的面换上一身黑色的衣裳，有些神秘，有些梦幻，如同酒吧的夜色 。她姓邓 ，来自深圳，和一香港男友相恋多年最终分手，在她的心里留下难以愈合的伤口 ，后又与一老外相恋，又分手。来阳朔，除了打工、学习英语 ，是希望在地球村这个有众多老外的地方，能够找到机会跨过大洋彼岸。
Before going to West Street, it has been described in the web text temptation. Western Street's foreigners; West Street bar; West Street's exotic style, etc., stored in the mind, full of hunting. What is the West Street? And what is the Lijiang of the ancient town?
West Street is located in the southwestern suburbs of Yangshuo County. It is a small street of about 800 meters. Because of its orientation, because Yangshuo les on the Lijiang River, many Western tourists are fascinated by the Lijiang Lantern Festival and settle in West Street. Western cultural colors have the title of Ocean Street.
In the evening, in the Red Star Pizza Store in West Street, the Western Music is filled in the air, the blue light is swaying. Into the store, like a small shop that I walked into the European style, just less than the sunny day, more ghosts in the night.
I chose a table to sit down and looked at the guest. The blue-eyed is more than dark eyes, confused, the eyes are near numbness, as if I am also a sky tourist.
The Red Star Pizza in West Street is famous, and the taste is also authentic. A small piece of a small piece slowly cut, listening to the talk to the end of the table, a police companion, a special identity, a strange story, a special identity, a strange story, and issued a split. In the honest language of the small police, the professional characteristics revealed.
A girl is best not going to go out, and I must be careful
many times, my heart is silent, but there is still a deeper discourse. It is in a foreign land, so it is not trust, it is always strange in trust.
Two people have a passer in the sea, there is no past, and there is no future reunion. Only instant encounters, only the time to meet the happy time, I will live up to the arranging.
There is no banquet in the world, and the sound of each other is rare, and the road is blessing, and there is no footprint of this line.
After sending the companion, it is about 9 o'clock in the evening. At this time, West Street is the most lively and hustle and bustle.
Hanging on the red light cage on the quarter of the quartz, the red lace is red and red, and there is a warmth in the winter night. The small shops on both sides have never, and the image is filled in the streets of the bluestone. The vicissitudes of the West Street years; visitors come and go through the tourists, leaving countless far away.
A person wandered in West Street, on the road of bluestone board, worked hard and simple, turning around, but foundThis town is not a town, this person is not the pen.
West Street is very short, even if you turn around, you can't get over. This shop is looking around, and there is no particular attraction. The footsteps stay in the middle of the West Street can be available in front of the hotel. In Yangshuo, change your stay, you can be the first of my stay, more familiar than others.
Before the hotel, the storeman Xiaolan sister is looking at it, the black jacket in the store is wearing her body, a baby's face is mature, standing from the red light from the hotel on the hotel. In green light, it is that Gege.
Her speech is very simple, every time you have to ask me, I have to eat, the people eat food for the day, the food is the first, and the first is also true.
When chatting, a woman took a wave of Silk and walked over and greeted Xiaolan, and I watched the Chinese girl with a few foreigners. Because of the opposite hill of the top of the moon, It is a long time, leaving a question, what kind of girl is she?
Close to see, the girl is not young, a piece of face is somewhat dry, and the small wrinkles between the eye are trying to hide the vicissitudes of life. Looking at her is not meticulous, it is more likely to be curious about her. When she learned that I was a person, I got my close, I walked up my hand and walked on the side of my personal story, and tried to invite me to her residence.
It is not clear to wear from the street in West Street, stunned, bleak street lights to be exhausted, struggling, is the same as the lively, hustle and bustle, and the West Street, which is full of Western style, is two distinctive world. . Be wary of the rare passers-by, and finally arrived at a rude house after the seven wear.
That is a brick wall simple room for two floors, no decoration, the landlord is an old head, and the eyes are equally vigilant.
Her room is on the second floor, very small, the light is very dark, open the light to see something in the room, almost no furniture, two beds, obviously share with others, a simple plastic strainer, one Ordinary color TV, conspicuous is a rose flower on the wooden table, is installed in a shape of a canned ordinary glass bottle, very glaring!
She returned to the bed for bathing. It seems that I have a long time, she has no scruples, from the outside to my face, a black clothes, some mysterious, some dreams, like the night in the bar. She surnamed Deng, fromShenzhen, and a Hong Kong boyfriend in love with the final breakup, leaving the wound that is difficult to heal in her heart, and then in love with an old man, break up. To Yangshuo, in addition to working, learning English, is hope in the Earth Village, there are many foreigners, can find the opportunity to cross the other side of the ocean.