Zijia western Guangdong Bank (Part Two)
Habbo
I've always wanted to have a good point and so the mood to write articles again, it seems I can no longer write in the April days in what order to make himself satisfied with what the others do not vomit.
In fact, I know, that day we have a lot of fun things to line account of my colleagues wish I could very well written and spelled out in a green field in the green mood, but my heart has always been the same as the atypical pneumonia The shadow hanging over I do not know it from the Where did they come, do not know because of what the sky, but no cure. I'm really afraid that I write this feeling in my travels this will then spread to my friends, such as SARS, like land, let me uneasy and sad.
In the light of the case, I still wear a mask speak for themselves.
Third, intractable green in mind
The Organization's activities is a process, how much it looks a bit happy process. From decision-making in Western Guangdong Province Zijia lines, we started feeling a kind of hope for the future, it was gathered from the Internet to introduce Western Guangdong scenery, it was early to prepare for a walkie-talkie; returned to the activity took a tacky name "Kuailezhilv." To make the activities smoothly, the organizers specially invited to an outdoor enthusiast, he likes to call him that in fact someone else less pleasant name of "hat", I immediately think of the non-Koizumi met in Inagi guy that I do not know the name of non-Koizumi, gave his name was "hat."
In fact Zijia western Guangdong OK in the "hat" completed under the leadership, the merits and demerits 37 open ah, is that he took us into a Shuanglong Cave, come back a look at the map, we have a lot of long way to go.
(Shuanglong Cave is a local developer ring up spots, charges odd expensive 35 yuan per person, car 10 per hour. In fact the two small mountains and two small caves, a bunch of very, very far-fetched The fairy tales straight ears fall in. ad nauseam, not worth mentioning.)
When the seven cars lined up, we each car's rear window on the far affixed a "western Guangdong Kuaiyuezhilv Zijia You," the number of identity card. That posture is very proud of.
When the car in the Guangzhou-Shenzhen free play time, the feelings of everyone singing along in the car blowing up. Walkie-talkie is a hat to the arrangements of all the belongings his family only four. After a certain Remember, Zijia line sure to be fun for each vehicle equipped with one.
"Viagra Viagra, I was Takeo!"
Walkie-talkie, continuous tone heard the call of a variety of sound, you want them to how the mood of a bohemian.
Team ups and downs along the gentle curve of Xijiang to move forward when the car, everyone in elongation of the neck and colleagues, looking at the beautiful West River from the front of the cross-strait verdant wilderness skip; the other side of the river, green grass, such as cherry, several head of buffalo are grazing, separated by the branches on this side of the river with the flowing look at the past, cattle are so small, too small, such as landscape painting in the teeny small characters, but also not fresh like the body beautiful buttons, fleeting, people want to see not a. . .
Created by Pan Longxia farmers far less windows on either side of a green field comes so natural and real pleasant.
Along the way the green, and a joke along the way, in the spring breeze in the waves out along the way of life.
Dealers trail, we looked more stunning scenery of rural western Guangdong, enough to wipe out the upset Panlong play ducks and strayed into Shuanglong Cave of the unlucky. This is the last day of Zijia line of western Guangdong.
We have to always stop, in order to be able to feel so full of greed breath of spring air, from the green of the green emitting a sweet taste. Despite a cloudy day, finishing well on the terraces, white reflection of light on the vague shapes of Castle Peak, the new plug seedlings in the reflection of light and Yi in the wind shake the mountain tops, the wind blowing through, I smell that revive a feeling of the unique soil aromatic, drunk into the heart, so that I could not bear to leave. . .
I zoom the lens to see the little girl from the planting of expression, and she is so focused and careful, in the muddy water to the seedlings in a pocket a pocket inserted into the fields, with a small mud sound. It was a farming endowed with life, with the anticipation to grow and harvest; that was my childhood dream memories and with hopes for return to its original location. . .
Into the film field, the green seedlings from the window side skip hurry, too busy taking pictures of have to drive again but also look around for me, and to see a flood, the team stopped a long time to not go.
My car parked in the middle of a stream stone edge, across the river is a large seedlings have been planted fields, the plot of intractable green yo, really want to stir it plunged into the Green Wave, see It is kind of waves Yang Qi. . . Fortunately, when the wind is blowing from a distance, such as the gods shake the green carpet, showing rolling waves, with the fields fragrance whisk I sounded. . .
Green Acres is the end of the black tiles and white walls into a piece of the village, curl of smoke in the village over the dream-like drift, as if to hear the barking. . . At that time really wanted to walk stone bridge, walk the fields, into the village.
The flood left from the green field in the open until Napian front of you, near the highway when a big bend Po. To show the flood of mud and variety and wide waterways.
Shining light on the afternoon of shallow flood, brown mud flood rolled out in front, we are holding the camera shoot indiscriminately, an old man wearing a bamboo hat, wearing a coir raincoat, lug burden, holding a buffalo from a sandbank on the wear too. He was a very long rope cows, buffaloes lazily far along. . . This picture is extremely aesthetic, and we spent a lot of film and memory, Pen to call it a day the farmers through the flood, only to find I actually did not take pictures of him and a shadow near Buffalo, 1:00 regrets.
Western Guangdong's rural areas, the green mountain, green water, green field, the calm countryside, quiet life, peaceful world. Among a long time living in noisy, Zijia in such a green surroundings, breathing for this intractable green, we feel fresh and enjoyable.
Fourth, eat, drink restless mind
Let me talk about eating and drinking. Self-driving tour, eating and drinking of course, is indispensable to a pleasure.
The first day of driving all the way Happy to open until Deqing County, just for lunch, we decorated the county seat, the entrance to a luxury restaurant for dinner, the restaurant interior rockery streams full of fun, but the food is not expensive, Xijiang fresh bone fish, Xijiang shrimp naturally very tasty, a kind of local black tofu is also quite delicious a la carte Shihai see wild turtles, we are without food and wanted to be authentic wild bar, do not eat no matter whether.
Dinner at the Hotel Pan Longxia the mountains to eat, at which time the weather is extremely wet, the hotel is wiping the floor all quit the water, we have several points in the game Hill Road (which should not really wild, or else is not so cheap) point of the fish dry , and so a lot of dishes, but also quite delicious, the food is very delicious feeling of western Guangdong, so that does not belong to village leader drink Come Drink With Me.
The next day was the green of the drunk, went so far refused to take food, eat lunch dinner scene, of course Rulangsihu.
Besides having fun. Everyone together, the original very fun group of people, there are several, such as. TOM kind of people there, naturally everywhere will be slapstick, and funny.
Panlong play duck, if so I'll wait for trouble-making people just want to curse, to dissatisfaction with sprinkled all the way, actually forgot to entertain. In the parking-ri, who, when I saw. TOM, SOHU, village leader, lobular, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yang and other arrested people scream with washed down from the ditch!
Do they play a drift. Leads to a pile of jokes to be very interesting.
This season is not sufficient water flow, the so-called drift is to pay 68 per person Da-Yuan, a staff member from the upper reaches of the gate opened, an hour later, full of turbid water column dedicated drift downstream ditches, the orange and yellow rubber boats carrying my lovely colleagues, an extremely awkward position to go along with the water flow down the drift.
To listen to the calls of their way, laughing, I really have felt like they could be happy.
I am holding a newly purchased digital constantly shining on their faces, but also shining on them to the shore is covered with water after the helter-skelter. In the absence of rafting experience, but also because too excited about the possibility of their clothes and utensils do not float to the failure to make timely colleagues, but with stripped-down look at the bag in her arms, so that when you see us on the shore watching, one by one throw the parcel will be on shore may be too late, SUHU mobile water, and lobular shoes bubble of mud soup, terrible is that they do not bring a replacement clothes, one by one, such as the egg drop soup, as demonstrated in my The front of the camera. . .
. TOM Meiyan his red shorts lend SOHU, the big spread out at the dinner table at all amused to rock with laughter; wearing newly purchased sandals lobules, a small road in the mountains flourishing split step is also another kind of experience?
Squatters living in the mountains, is really quite countryside of the charm. The enjoyment of living of the farmers is really great.
Huts is not very expensive, 160 a, a wooden two rooms. Because the are made of wood, next to all the ring have a house, such as cohabitation, hats, and his wife lived next door to me, naturally I can not live scared, so I quickly moved another house that night and Wang 2 sleep, Retention YAHOO That move to the snoring and hats to combat bar.
After dinner, night fell.
Huts shaded by the dense forest and water mills in the mountain streams to rotate under the impact of the Yi Ya, streams crash sounds are becoming increasingly heavy in the night, the dissemination of a person as if the sound seemed distant; others lived in wooden huts, lighting revealing come from the branches, Shashi warm, like a remote dream.
The time did not moonlight sky, but the sky will be gray layer; screen to listen to the sound, not the name of the insects chirp cheep, so that even the quiet night, once again took me to the distant past, the feeling is rare kinds of Jing Yu just a pity that the trees and they have not launched into Firefly. . .
Dark behind the mountains in wooden huts, silhouetted against the mountain streams of the murmur, flowing ancient response. . .
Naoteng of the huts, the evident mood colleagues are high.
In fact, do not want to upset.
In the text before the paragraph, I planted the seeds, this code word, and seen how much of the current line of western Guangdong Zijia uncomfortable, my irritability, work experience and other unpleasant mixture of purely private feelings, Code in here is really redundant, then do not write the bar.
Author: habao
