Last night, I was back to Lijiang.
Green gravel, or as clean as they had just rained, the road Qingguang slightly reddish, and the air filled with the taste of grass-mixed soil for many years seen the unique southern willow tree, being saturated with rainwater was blackened wooden Bridge,, particularly graceful, I was back to the south it?
Greedily sniffing a bit of fresh air, shaking the whole person I called, once so familiar taste, but now it is not, and is expected to suddenly, suddenly distant past, as the age of 18 have love, beautiful and fragile. Beizhao Bao aimlessly walked around NICK looked at me blankly, like watching a person sleepwalking child, puzzled, yesterday, that on the wine when the song of life geometry arrogant woman, that walk The amazing woman walked Tiger Leaping Gorge, where to go?
Already opened a shop, pedestrians running out, I become almost every shop's opening, those who have carved wooden Linger, with light yellow hemp clothes, jagged hung in the shop door, careless touch forward is not audible, but gently around your neck, in the air gently Dangzhuo is jagged, each direction. Walked into a shop, wood shop inside the faceplate, there are small bridges, there is the ancient city of rubble as a reminder, Arts and clear, is absolutely in the hands of southern women's embroidery. Beyond that walked, the thick piles of color rushing toward us, but not dazzling, I just feel bright pleasing to the eye, the original Old Town of Lijiang is also this little western oil painting, oil painting is more delicate than most, methods and more unique, there is one yet completion of painting, in which a black woman, lying on a lot of color into a beautiful silk, hand tightly grabbed his black body. I looked at her eyes, her eyes, sometimes there is the joy of longing, sometimes have to escape pain, standing farther away, look at this picture, but to see its price tag, it is already the finished pieces. Unfinished part, but her eyes, is the author intentionally do?
Beautiful NICK Shuaishuai his brown hair, looked at me with surprise, as if asking me: CHINA, how can so many beautiful things, I looked at him and think his girlfriend is unfortunate, because no can not raise enough money with him to China. Suddenly, his face changed into RAYMOND face, holding a T shirt said to me, you have sunburn, and wear my clothes bar.
Dream suddenly woke up. I stroked the shoulder, there is no feeling of pain; looked out the window, outside of a tower window.
Not Lijiang, Zhejiang.
Author: dz128