Is by chance, become a "Ctrip" member is more than a casual afternoon spare time broke into the "Ctrip" website, when the eyes with those introducing the beauty of travel essays Zhuhai encounter the moment, it had a very busy and tired the whole day in the afternoon replaced intersection of soul and memories and the painful pleasure to enjoy the process. While the End of the day of untreated cases result in the excessive accumulation of the workload the next day, but can be linked by fate and have been trying to escape the memories make a meet, but it is to pay any price will not regret things.
Like leisure hours to write some small text, engage in some "petty bourgeoisie taste" of me, but you should not have to write articles about any and Zhuhai. Not only can not write, but did not dare to think about; not afraid to think, but also occasionally hear "Zhuhai" word, can lead to heart pains. The kind of heart spasm-like feeling pain, will make me unable to sleep all night.
Dare not face Zhuhai, because it is a beautiful and gentle people get sad and heartache of the city and its beauty, will be turned into a huge boundless network, sticky Chezhu I sinking restless and more over the high heart; not the face of Zhuhai, because it is a story of a city full of memories filled the air flying, and all the circumstances of a lifetime, will melt down my unwilling, Kiyotaka Snob's style; dare not face Zhuhai, because it represents the Despite the short life of an unforgettable encounter a lifetime but it will, no lover Dong Zhenqing time, it is often a kind of reincarnation and suffering; dare not face Zhuhai, because it is the man that I love a place to live , because it is really love him, I am not close to him, because it is really emotional, so I want to escape from him. Such conflicts and Zi Ku, How can it be that the sea wind, the shore of the stone, the road trees, the world's people can understand and resonate with it? Since knowingly Ziku, I would rather Retention spray and sea winds are still doing things the things that do not Yi; As for me, the situation to escape from the depths of sorrow when, they put their minds entrusted to it lights up at night in孤灯Melodies, or replay of that first love song bar! Couples on the road swaying coconut trees should be free, Brisk, and happy, should never so sad. I do not want, do not let their sadness and indecision, in this beautiful city, leaving no trace.
Do not know when the next good-bye Zhuhai will be which year what month; do not know when I accumulate enough courage to embark once again that I Hunqianmengying the city, faced me, waiting for me, would be of a smile or not language of silence. In fact, I know, it is time to own the attachment to make a Zhuhai settled. This was hard to say do not close by pulling constantly involved, confusion on my line of sight, but also interfered with my trip. Soon is my day went to study in a foreign country, and go before, how hope that everything will have a break or be conclusive. As fate would find it difficult to escape some sort of life somewhere in the arrangements, sometimes Yimei resistance is, indeed, some pale and weak. Have been trying to do a show one's intentions and pretend that a strong person, but still not immune to the established our lives meet and fragile. Flying in the sky where the time is too long, it should also stop the wings, looking for pieces of water feeling place, set down roots? Just that, a lot of things, I am afraid of really Shenbuyouyi.
Simply put the only time this evening against the Zhuhai, broken-hearted humane to give the whole world, men and women Ganaiganhen bar. Both now and for the love you are suffering from, or Xinyousuozhu, Wei Yuan at this moment, you can understand my words, understand my words. Sincerely pray, love wandering on earth for all people, can in Zhuhai, blue sky and water, and coconut trees surrounded by land, in the "Zhuhai Fisher Girl," affectionate and firm waiting, in the lovers spend the blessing of knowing each other, the find a life-Zhi Lu, find a lifetime of happiness ......
Author: amandazhou
