I went to Xi'an, Xi'an, when the impression is very, very young, although I am still very young, but in the age of anxiety as a Fuzao entered as a city, there will be flustered for.
And a lot of artists to the middle of the night children Xi'an, the car saw a huge wall, our eyes light in the darkness, breathing followed by solemn up, dragging a vast painting boxes, you can听见脚步声the Pata, Pata response.

I can not remember the appearance of the children of those artists, and is said to have no concept of time people can have fresh alive.
I only remember Xi'an cheap taxi exception, every time out is a long one if the team later learned that Bill Clinton drove his big Ben also went there, in fact, do not take the TAXT Xi'an is a very uneconomical pieces of things.

Xi'an is very long rules, boxy, do not get lost, and every time I have to the Drum Tower as a center the way, walk more, found the edge of the popsicles Drum Tower is very delicious, very simple long , Leng Leng brain, a first grasp in their hands and walk on the finished section of the road, and went back, always coming and going several times.
Some how I saying that we want to eat lamb bubble film, in fact I do not like it, the broken pieces of a bowl of floating, where the soulless expression, it would be better bacon pancake and outside the show and the benefits of.

Climb a number of towers, the sun is very toxic, sunlight sprinkled on the face are white, lying in the tower outside the city in terms of people and out, and my heart is a contradiction, I do not know of advance or retreat, living in what Department.

The streets during the day can often be met through Luoche above sat a very authentic Shaanxi farmer, it is typical of Luo Zhongli's "father", they also observe traffic regulations, a bright red, that mule stopped down , large eyes blinking, we Wai up photographs, it is not shy, I am doing with the SHOW.
Children growing up in the city do not know a lot of things, and the farmer will chat, I asked him a mule they going to be something. His special Coke said that it his father is a horse, my mother is a donkey. Shaanxi people seem to like the animals, in Xi'an has a big clothing market is called "Luomashi" there is said to switch to domestic sales of export better things, lovely tight.

Commission to be routine to the troops and horses, we are no exception.
When the door is being treated as the Japanese force us to buy tickets before allowing international tourists entering by that time is very pleasant, I do not know who is anxious, and cried a voice: Damn it, vote-buying laugh up into a ball inside.
Military forces face of domestic helpers is not the same for each one, thousands of years of scrubbing, but still very sexy, mouth-line is very leng angle.
One edge of the pit, I saw a kneeling domestic helpers, with knees bent, tired of squatting there. Eyes slightly upward to choose, he must be very difficult, when alive, happy, I think. I looked at him for a long time, and his eyes felt like out of a tear, but then I always remember his bent knees, when he was alive, what must be loved a woman, but not her, and has done a sacrificial object, She is also a place should be relatively knees, kneeling several millennium.

Love the ancients mostly helpless to the Huaqing Hot Springs to see Young beauties then bathing place, a huge woods and buried, kept trained field grand and helpless story.

Some day in Xian Zhang Yang, the Emperor is about to make enough to put the pride, looked up days, we can see the emperor hung high in the back of a huge, dusty.
Still prefer to Xi'an night, barbecue charcoal point onwards, there is a taste from the reality, those beats, Dimeishunyan beauty from the misty, melancholy guitar filled with transparent.
Some people bought some called "Xun" blowing things wild is always a very low voice, and accompanied by a sky full of l'etoile, separated by centuries, the sound is inexplicable panic.

From Xi'an to go up is the Yenan and Ansai.
Later color is in large tracts of brown, green is almost gone, people dizzy from the sand face.
Finally quiet in Yan'an drew a lot of pictures, climbed a high mountain to the painting, without one day off the water when finished met a shepherd boy, he has a very warm eyes. To the people at home to eat a lot of film and water, then embarrassed, and turned in the bag for a long time to find one to buy in Xi'an, the electronic form, will be the kind of call out loudly. He was very happy to say I want to send a sheep that day asked me if I still come to drink. I Shuibu Lai, and Yang Pan raises bar you help me.
Nightfall, when he sent us down the mountain, go a long look back, he was still there, into a circle of black dots and small white spots, it was his sheep, there is also a just me.

Ansai even smaller, people are selling paper-cutting and the drum under the sun, I am Pachao, threatening that anyone who bought a yellow fly, I would go to the tiger's mouth, so in the days of Ansai is silent.
Can not keep going away, children's face painters are the gray soil, and the commission very much like the troops and horses, has been the way home remembered the black child flying yellow where a back step.

The long way home, south of Yangtze River in the heart of the sound waves, until the off, saw the rain Jiangnan, and soles of the feet slow the growth of the root up, kind of dry sense of it disappear.
What are sway hearts fluttering, like something fell on the ground, dazzling pleasure.

Author: springchen