(B) Xiao hospital WIND LOAD - Wuzhen
"My Dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake I do not go who is passing through ... ..."
The fun of travel is to experience a taste of living conditions elsewhere. I walked searching only hope Jianzhao imaginary person, touching a kind of independence under his breath.
Never know, as long as I love people like him, I still look up to the noble and perfect soul; as long as I still find traces of him, I still listen to the voice of their own hearts.
As a result, doomed to swim four waves.
Joy worry, blossoming Shaohua, there is always a number of stories;
Just that, Hongyan flowery, Xunbu Dao hard to find people who have an open matter whether Naonori lonely.
Xiang Wan midnight, we arrived at Wuzhen. One looked over the large multi-Xitang. Dusk lifeless in narrow alleys of the house caught in the doors and windows closed households, the cramped to breathe. All kinds of shops have been shut down, and only 32 locals were busy-looking smoke curl toward his home. We follow the open and Luo Ji walked the streets, wooden houses built along the river extend all the way to the end of the water until the water color in the final integration into the sky Yinyun; Shuitianyise, boundless silent. In this ancient town, and rivers, like the rhythm of life slowly dies, quietly, quietly, until the get old. One after another stone Itabashi, the 3322 sitting enjoy the cool air of the locals. For them, might have become accustomed to living invariably come and go: traveling show of the day, do not smell, water out of fashion, birds do not panic, this way, Zen, the live.
We finally found the legendary youth hostel, but unfortunately had to close, and checkers, holding his membership card to the security of the town show for a long time, in addition to that we are useless outside of good citizenship. Finally found a private hotel. In fact the host family to live their own sub-leased to the second floor of two rooms we live. Environment is very clean and tidy, do not wear shoes, walking barefoot in the house really good Wanya. :)
Since the host should be a complete living facilities, we seem to have found the feeling of small town life. When we eat such as the master cook to the gap, each moved Zhang bamboo chair, bored to death sitting in rows line up outside the main gate of the alley, continue to do their homework - a daze. At this time we really tired, everyone wore slippers, sticks his head so wistfully like stupefied. I am waiting for an opportunity to occupy a hard-won Go out from the house to the old rattan chair, because age has been a long time, chair surface slippery and chilly, Erlang Tui would like to raise one's foot stilts over how high, HOHOHO, thrilled. :)
Dinner is simple and unique vegetables, especially after returning to us also never forget the salted egg fried pumpkin, import matte, sweet but not greasy, do not have some flavor rivers and lakes. Go while eating while excitedly told us then they scrape clean sweep Sanqingshan Taoist li plate on you (fall, Sanqingshan the story of these few can never say never-ending ah!), But also get enough to personally lick the light of a model for a plate we look at. Boss wife is a good time tonight, ah do not Shuawan, and ha ... ...
Meal is 19 o'clock, we're out walking. At this time the town began to gradually cool breeze and the waterside moisture Rourou crept across, we are slowly along the river path line, can not tell the cozy. We rise, we must show what the fish jumped out of river, the fish strongly protest said it was not a swimming pool how can you casually playing in the water, so we are pointing to the shore, "depth of three meters, pay attention to security," the brand, argue that is not how it (true The same with the swimming pool of that ah)? #$%^&*^%$# ... ...
Went to a bridge on the edge of water, Shan Lin, sitting down, chatting from Subway life. Moon Shadow Pasa, Bark from each other, this is the smell of the night conditions. The few of us strangers into the town's quiet at the moment they attributed to silence. Zen House, said: wind sparse bamboo, bamboo wind-driven and without leaving any sound; Yanduhantan and geese go to the lake is not pictured. Diverse in every possible way things are left to struggle this time also soluble in water the night away in the blanking. Not available until everything is always the best, knowing that would be elusive and futile, they can not do not want to, can not seek. Mesmerized by the magic nightmare desire, in the Bujue Zhong, Fang-hua have been exhausted. Matter无可无不可, "by love and therefore Health and worries, so Health and frightened by the love; if it was love from those who, worry-free nor frightened.". In this foreign land of the town's night, everything must be relieved of the bar, those who love silly greed, Nianhuaweixiao, are also finally clear understanding in mind. :)
Night will be tired, we began to go home. When passed through a corridor under the Americans, everyone exclamation, did not hesitate to rush, each occupy a place to lie down to sleep (it is said its water-wet, kind-hearted villagers Bianba roof and made it grow longer Lang Peng, for the past pedestrians sheltered; and construction of into a row or lean against the vendors for the past rest, Says Americans rely on. a simple and sincere that this can be seen locally.) At this point the beginning, some nights cool, dry and hot during the day all gone without a trace , we have long relied on a row of beauty sleep, days have been, for the seats, heaven and earth has passed, overweening. :)
To the cold night when we finally return to Road House. Gong Zhu, watch, night Oh, until midnight party stayed to sleep.
Less than six in the morning, still sleepy, in relation to hear Yan Yan, and Muzi got up and went out. Could not open my sleepy eyes, but in chess and fish flex Jiaoya, grab a sleeping bag, etc. to be evil, under, or forced up. We have several people in the early morning mist, knew it to have gone to Metasequoia forest edge, forest, a small Muban Qiao, several elderly people who get up early has been sitting there anymore. Fresh air and refreshing; bird Jojo, consonance jump for joy, good morning, a fishing village exquisite tactful song ah! :)
Walked, I suddenly heard Go hurray, the original gets up in the town of Yan Yan and Muzi has Guangbian market, buy us a breakfast. As a result, I saw that Qing Shiqiao River, a pair of the pink, Zhu Chi Pajamas (pajamas!!!) And PLMM, left Eurya fried dough sticks, sesame seed right executive, smile Yin Yin, leisurely custom stood, as Dawn in bloom The two lotus breeze Xu, the swaying bloom. Go see such, was deeply moved when, far away on the open arms, warm look towards his beloved ... ... fritters. :)
Small bridges people, fried fritters feeding the fish. We are six people sitting on the stone column, with the river to Survive shared a breakfast first. At this time the town's people are up, so, we are out of the area, in a secluded alley to sit down at the tea house, each holding a pot of tea, swing-up of the Longmen Zhen, and drink and chat. Bubble tea here, all of which are on the older elderly people are surprised when they stopped Hua Tou, I do not know which has been looked at our haughty disregard of others, brighter future to chat. Haha, we have once again become the town landscape. Meet by chance Jun Mo Wen, Xiao Kan where the health situation. Life's myriad encounters Naishi the heavens, all the way to rush line if it can not Xiangruyimo were hand in hand, then, let us forget themselves in rivers and lakes bar. :)
Author: molulihua
