Industrial and urban ax cut into the flesh of Castle Peak blood at some point on his chest, still mountain pool vast expanse of water
No legend of debris over the concept of time gaps and the top edge of the village where the village is the Book of Songs, cut bamboo and timber home of the Creek side of the survival of an ancient way to make the shaman or the Bird's feathers landed into the mountains of clouds
Wang lake and a hug to her a quiet scent of pine and bamboo leaves residue on my feet, year after year under the rhododendron petals gently opening up the beautiful view of the top lake looks into the distance the name of a direct and simple, almost crude and she was The quiet moved with me can not help
Maybe she will continue to be colorful hubbub surrounding the beautiful shores of luxury to set aside the white arc yacht strange vehicles from all sides when only fish in the most profound memories of the darkest corners of Kingfisher's wings swept loud lake
Top view of Lake in the cool mist, after tonight I should just remember her into the thick of the bonfire night have a clean line of throw off the fish not just pray for a more luxurious fish is such a way of life
Top view of Lake Oh, and all holding the steel close to her in person in the destruction of the tranquility that she should do before
Author: xlz1203
