Day to night, I intentionally chose this time roaming Zhangjiajie Jinbian Xi. Beautiful sunset, such as weaving, looking down at the foot of sunlight gently Zuozuo mountainous Nikko As a result, the mountains and terraced rice paddies have been loved Dailv general. Orange treetops looking for inter-ming birds chirp the pharynx, the warm tones this forest park into a lingering warmth of the Serenade.
I was walking on a footpath.
"This river is very long, I'm afraid you come to the stage side of." Girl speaks fluent Mandarin, laughter Yingying.
We looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Girls is still a face spring, saying it was taking another path, the same can be attractions. Yuehua Jian have another heavy basket carried on the back of the stone on the roadside.
Quietly, face with a somewhat shy, I asked the girl is called the Prince of incense, and so some guide how much to pay? She looked up and met their faces Bu Zhao said, "how can I pay for it, not money. We do a daily obligation to tour 23 times. Guests happy, buy our woven belt, do not buy it does not matter. You from afar, we have the to accompany the guests do is look at the scenery?! "It's my turn to a loss for words the next.
Look, this is "Pishanjiumu," it is "Eagle protection whip", the girls skillfully, "pointing bound to suffer", relaxed look is no less than the professional tour guides.
Gradually gather the evening mist, we have embarked on Return Journey. Xiang suddenly beside the wax and gently sighed. Oh, what do you thinking?
Yes, the silver screen to show us from time to time between the wonderful outside world. We aspire to high-rise there, playground. We believe that; Tujia Ren soon will have their own playgrounds, their own high-rise. But we who have the views of the city, why the birds are kept in cages? Let them fly freely how good. Look here, touching birds.
Ying-Ying is still laughing, still is light words softly; "Welcome to the next to come back late today, or you can go to my home Diaojiaolou sit."
Far, it there.
Far away, Tujia girl's backs. Closer, and the tinkling of small bells hang, western Hunan Road approaching antiquity remained and full of hope and self-confident nation. Their walking knocking the frontier of the motherland, this gait is a step by step, out of a string of beautiful.
Author: ncfzjj
