Afternoon sun is strong, I am secretly crying. I thought the rainy mountains, the temperature variable, but also special areas of the two long-sleeved shirt and thick jeans, which have become ubiquitous under the gold arrow target. Although the Maner of water sound, but does not reduce my body heat. This should be in Beijing, when everyone can see my head floating in the Yinyun white gas. Feet getting faster and faster, but also farther soft. In this way along the footpath on the lawn turn a few corners, in front of the guide stopped in her tracks, said: come, this is it.
Much to see there are several caves, some people, there are horses, there are tables, a chair, with tea. Stone inscribed "Wind Tunnel" word. Is like a fairy Dong Fu, hastens to run in, the cool breeze, I immediately head to toe comb over again. Have enjoyed some pleasant thin after four looked, I realized that the so-called thin strip of sky is here. But amazing is so narrow. Guide may be surprised to see used to look, smiled and said there is only the beginning, the real long thin strip of sky more than 150 m, but also narrower. 4 weeks are also surrounded by hawkers selling flashlight came, I was thinking even to a black to this? But that is a short distance, we stumbled away for almost half an hour. From time to time came in front of, "stuck, stuck a" sounds. I did not rent flashlight, and every time only to wait and wait. Gone with the Wind from the high under the thin strip of sky light as the feather slowly fall, fall into the head, fell on their feet, drill into soil in darkness. So I again looking upward, to see again a feather, but also a. Suddenly a kind of illusion, I think of Aquilaria Pishanjiumu story. Also inexplicable fear of this mountain, and then slowly close the experience. Fortunately, teams started slowly forward, but did not walk a few steps then stopped.
Can not see, but to explore the rock, feeling very clean. Is a sand rock, slightly more energetically able to sweep a few dozens of tablets of sand, wet, water-bearing rock appears. Shares in the air musty, not people's mouth exhaled Zhuoqi taste. This again makes me think of tour guide said, the story of the bat. When the summer is said to have thousands of bats hanging upside down in the tunnel wall, people were forced to prevent the unexpected dressed in raincoats to bat excrement. Now clean, perhaps to the comic dialogue speaks of rice Ma Sanli something, all to the cafeteria for the.
In front of the noisy sound of a number of smaller, perhaps already come to an end, but the narrow channel in no way light up the meaning.
This is the narrowest of the most dangerous place: to be climbing over one half the height of the stone steps, but the space is so small and can not stretch out, want to rock You Shen insisted on not open, the most terrible is a dim. I first leaned over, his arm enough to make every effort to move forward, and then stays in a fierce left leg, so that the right knee to Bangui on the stone stairs. And then to explore it, the left leg Lashang Lai. Finally from the body, and felt like the right arm had been sanding Fortunately, wear long-sleeved, but also worried about rubbing break. Nothing was out of its hole was found only calm down. Stumbled out to return. Found that tour guides are the sitting smiling, and asked, "What is life like?" Then Let's talk about a tourist to come here three times in Southeast Asia, the former two are not tolerable, the Third angry dieting finally got what they wanted, but the shirt has frayed, and even a bloody belly are worn, but still very satisfied. This reminds me of Jesus Daorang camel wear eye of a needle story. Now faith is worthless, heaven and the afterlife is poor deceived people of Ecstasy. Not to say that the official death row have had a row with injustice, and every other one to death in a slipping through the net again do? Then to wear this thin strip of sky bar. Privilege here is to make not on.
Author: andresmeng
