Xiao-old house from the village in Wuyuan hotels. Just listen the name of, like an old book.
From entrance to the village in Xiao, far to the old house restaurant saw two words, it does not reach out, we are so to be attracted in the past.
Gate tall, brick carvings fine. A total of three into the living room, open. Black pitched three pairs of couplets, antique. Service Laojie onto our floor. Pass shop. 5 yuan a, cheap. Look to the hall stood railing, she felt that "the Peace Hotel," Chow Yun-fat, pride Dunsheng.
After dinner, the three men and three women talk, shovel to expose brick tiles. Ancient and modern, literature, history, popular decadent, readily play with. Quietly away in the crevices of time that this kind of feeling. . . . Many years have gone. Ah
If it is a river of life, who do the same boat with you?
Author: tommylei
