Get up early, sleepwear has not pushed for it to Zoukuo window, big mouth and breathe the mountain air, perhaps also in the mountains, but not across the Red Lantern. A friend next door had been out jogging, and good will enjoy it.
Po Lam Monastery quiet, built in the Southern Song Dynasty Shaoxing two years (1132), a Court within the three Hall. Like Buddha, the was actually taken at random, and let me exceedingly favor more donated a point of silver. This temple has a pond with the bridge tower, was very elegant, as well as a rare treasure. Turn a bit too out of the door to ask the road when he was a senior citizens to see the mountain from the nearby waterfall of white nest.
Walk along a small stream jagged can be wet when we reach white-nest Khan, waterfall, only saw dry land rocks, the elderly said it was because repair reservoir closure's sake, then, where it is shaped concept, beautiful, Castle Peak Valley, the following look waterfall there is a turtle and some other attractions, she spoke on the look of intoxication. Well, why do people want to destroy nature, principal repayments of their quality do not work? If there were waterfalls, then certainly very like the United States, I believe.
Casually chat with the elderly, turned out he was a teacher, no wonder looks great cultural heritage, and also by a sub-esteem. Back to the temple before, poured mineral water to a quarter of teachers, gave he refused, and I look of embarrassment, he said: This water is not good, not as good as our spring water, come to my house to taste brewed rice bar, then Now that's really good. Both good and moral integrity Yeah, another kind from the nearby to your home, afraid of lack of time, politely refuse, leaving the address again to visit Meet the future. Taishun's simple, warm, once again let my heart warm to, no money Yeah, just for this piece of land sincere attachment, let the strangers in our good faith release.
To Nanxi embarked on, I became very excited, and finally get to that let me think about a number of times I do not know where. When the road along the Nanxi River, the river flow long stretches, mountain, patrol the water, a lush, I can only sigh silently in their hearts to copies of everything printed can do in my mind? Be able to take away even a little bit of the flavor here, do?
Go to Shitai door scenic point, a gang of people travel oncoming cyclists, from the clothing on the identified are clansmen, admire their perseverance, of which there are more than 50-year-old elderly people do. A little chat a few words, not to delay their time, unless a hurry, and looked at them away in silhouette, silently blessing for them and sigh, each with its own wonderful original each.
From got up early, on an empty stomach in the village. First Rock Village, Nanxi the largest villages. Beautiful buildings here than in Taishun, after all, has been developed, protection, and also logs, pretty stone, but it is much more sophisticated. Surrounded by water throughout the village, Lishui Rock Lake Village, one of the 18 scenic spots, there are a variety of pools, canals, and accompanied by the villagers living normal daily lives. Lane is also structured much younger brother house for some of the atmosphere, brick wall displaying, archway past spectacular stage show without exception.
Furong Village, then went to turn full circle, leisurely walk on the gravel, for every casual glance and quickly raised the camera, sometimes for a mountain flowers, sometimes strayed into the line of sight of the kids ... are Xing head, not Some want to be wearing red armbands arm blocked by the elderly, let's buy a ticket, suddenly remembered the situation in Tai-shun, really worlds apart, but also some frustration. Perhaps this is their ticket meager source of funding for part of the thought of long ago in Wuyuan, the same way. Tickets can be collected is to complete the task, no guidelines, Xia Guang fend for themselves. Finally was unable to escape, two Lord caught.
In the outfield so many days, still have to go back to Yeah, after all, still remains to be Natiao the track line, must face a lot of things. When the journey home, the sun was bright and sparkling water, green land of trees swaying in the breeze under the Health and posture, may set off the premises scattered. All in all the most beautiful way to present in front of us, but in vain Kexin between the dim, loneliness was some irritation, that they can not speech, Sleepy hit can be eyes open, and greedy looked at the scenery along the way .
Unhurried marching forward, I do not know when it is filled with fog, visibility was only ten steps, when through a bamboo forest, the car stopped at the roadside. Fog is very dense, with Cecil Piaofei the road flanked by deep shallow bamboo, in the mist actually like ink-like effect. All Sagittarius are down, taking pictures taking pictures of the pendulum swing style shape at the moment carriage slowly pouring out of "try to remember", in the quiet valley haunted places, reverberating, I'm tempted to micro-shut our eyes and listen, listen to a drop in the bamboo leaves on a thin voice, heard a few birds flyby while before, heard the voice of the wind ...
After coming back to those simple people, some writing, some on the phone, and arranged to meet some went to Puli. Shen long time inside, so to see pictures, have doubts about whether he really went to, there are silk uncertainty, how each trip, the heart, where they remain a part of, is not their own feelings too much?
Thank you reading my Zhuo Wen.
Author: claraliu
