In the evening belongs to carrying numerous powder gas Qinhuai River. Jiang Sheng blowing and shaking Moon Shadow red, small boat along the Qin Huai River water, drifting slowly to the distance. Brick gatehouse, Qingwa powder wall, from the eyes leisurely glide. The shore line of people came Ruoyouruowu of Tan Huasheng.
So close your eyes, no longer listen to Stone on the sand, water bustling city of Nanking, lazy, and quiet, and remember Nanking.
Author: amemil
