See the mountains, the ocean Hibiscus Gap in Xiandu Gap between the mountain and hibiscus, I chose the latter, as are the mountains, some more beautiful hibiscus Gap sounds. I do not know if I stand on the ocean the mountains what would they think, anyway hibiscus Gap is to let I sincerely feel that the choice of the moment is not wrong.
Xiandu of the United States, largely because several meandering river walk. Rushed to the way in Seremban Gap, I have hazy state of Yu Shui, the rough taste of the missing Jun Ya. However, when approached Lotus Gap, it still felt big bright eyes.
Good river like a jade belt, the endless, the visitors will be impatient of the gorge before the barrier in the Seremban But fortunately, there are bamboo Shaogong insisted on waiting on the shore trail. Transience between, we get the other side, hibiscus Gap This has become real and substantive.
In my past experience, for the mountain, has been left a deeper impression on him. But every time, all because of the waterfall, it was because the water retained in Er Shi Shan my memory. This time, it was purely because the mountain and let my long stop.
Never know, the mountain can also be round, not round the hills, but mountains into a circle round the world. All the way stop-go, finally you can take a break in the Peak. When playmate busy photo sessions when I chose Jing Chu corner of intentions to play a sentiment share of extreme beauty. Really hard to imagine, mountain, you can also create extraordinary. The monastery is surrounded around, and the mountain peaks, rushing forward, near and far the level of patchwork with, for, only to visitors expressed belong only to the power of the mountains. Peak I stood in situ spinning, no matter from which point of view look, income fundus, and to make a living landscape. The mountains are rugged and bold, yet all of the rugged and heroic but mysteriously go merged into a Toshihaya. Stretches the mountains, forceful without losing Yuk Sau. I think I should read and understand the language of the mountains. At that moment, I am from the heart to love mountains. Yes, just because the mountain itself.
However, I still can not discard the water after all preference. Always felt that water is a wizard metamorphosis, the deliberate release of the tourist share of fundus feels like casual-like aura.
Wang Cheng of the peak over the mountains, a bow, the heart was again gently stroked a bit. Is a good river. At the foot of the mountain, according to one bird a good camel, Wei Zhao River mountains, draw close to the farmland, quiet again in detail and, joy to the distance the extension really is "a good ten-mile Creek are worthy of a painting." This is a good river Rourou Would there be such enormous power, will shock the human mind to live without being aware of proactive? Perhaps, a good river is the legendary god of this little girl, God created the beauty xiandu after his beloved daughter to stay there, right? Must be, otherwise, a good share of river where is the delicate and pretty Buzhuo cloud of dust?
But down the road mask hidden in the woods and winding detour with. Season is mid-spring, then the green mountains and has been Ken seductive and choose the easy way to become honest and so kind. Gradually, the sky then it began to rain, large and sparse rain sprinkled on the leaves, like Sound Of Nature. It tones have a powerful attraction, will I stay involved, not the venue. At that moment, every drop of rain is a note, the leaves lightly and casually playing the concerto. Accompanied by the breeze, mountains and the trees were lightly dancing, lost no time in the small spectral variations. Have been extremely pleasant to the ears of "Rain of the poem" has been noted Lou reduced to digital, then the perfect music is inseparable from nature, which almost turned into a law, only in the Lotus Valley, playing to the extreme.
In fact, xiandu known, is entirely due to Dinghu peak, and when we actually come to peak under the Dinghu, I feel much better than this. When the flag with the fatigue doomed We can not be long from a height overlooking the lotus Dinghu peak, that's peak, in our view, also is only slightly higher than a slightly thick stone pillars fills little excels, but added Furthermore, under the columns in that passed a bamboo raft drifting back to addiction. The mountains are green, water is also, of varying shades of shades of green reclaim the depths of my heart that near-forgotten memories. Colorful splendor of the world again, it is difficult to drop out, after all preconceived green.
Author: a_lin
