Evening, a person Xiaogushan at hotels along the West Lake, walk to the lake.
The lake has Chuanniang call, let me take a return boat. So six-seater rowing became my hands, "charter."
Mu Ai, the leaf slowly paddle boat was shrouded in the hookah, a deserted lake in the far misty string and wind sound came, even more Jiangsheng Egypt is, quiet and calm. Occasional passing waterfowl Low Low lake is designated a ripple effect Dangkai layers.
Lying in a boat, look at the moon hangs in the lake such as the hooded veil, a dream, and our boat seems to come with me to thoughts rises towards the sky. . .
Away from the daytime hubbub of West Lake, a paradise.
Author: Flitterjade
