737 sat the moment to fly to Xi'an, the heart turned out to be an unprecedented calm, every trip alone, only to find freedom and with short-term and, perhaps because a certain period of story, whether it is possible the man had lived the city to trace the remnants of the past films of that time. Whether on the road or the end of the landscape, the eyes is always the best lens to capture color, every detail, every aspect of Flash, will be a deep impression of my heart, will never fade.
Xi'an, the meritorious achievements of the 13 emperors of the ancient capital of North Korea as a dusty, ancient books, to touch to its inside, afraid to light their own customs, but has been reluctant to open. History, as if a heavy gate, would have been accustomed to living in the cold of the reinforced concrete base buried with my three thousand years with the ancient culture of the ancient city of partition, a former armored cavalry Xiao-westerly wind, a former Colorful Lady must Mawei, In addition to vivid black and white text, I want to feel it from the heart truly peerless elegance past, its present and future of Drum and bell.
Through the plane window overlooking the ancient city of Chang'an from the closer I look back three thousand years ago the situation, growing and becoming more everywhere, princes disputes, and today only a month graves scattered in Yimapingchuan wilderness, the shocking, I can not be an ordinary human visual to comment, that the eternal deep loess Fenzhong where the person may be emperor, perhaps commoner civilians, no matter before the luxury or the vicissitudes of life years later just to leave the world a loess both hands, life so fragile life but more is precious.
The men sat around Xi'an to visit their families who have a calm, gentle face, he said Liang Pi, I turn to herbal tea, a touch of jokes between the feeling there is a very relaxed, the men said with a smile of my trip must Yan Yu Xian Xian on one man, because man is the most thoughtful Xi'an woman, if fortunate enough to take home is the pieces of happiness thing. Suddenly the thought of him, that I was alone in the Great Year over 2000 kilometers of Xi'an to see his man, Is this what I want happiness?
Stepped out of Xianyang Airport, the cold air so I can not help to tighten the collar, overcast sky as the hooded惨惨a large frosted glass can not see the ray of sunshine, brown branches struggling in the cold wind, the ground is not of The snow has been dark, so that an ordinary bleak winter's day, made me start Xiang Nianqi the South warm sunshine and although some depressed even more depressed mood.
Speeding bus walking in unfamiliar markets, the scenery is dead, I do not know their looking at what the line of sight seems to be a blank cell in the position, but an increasingly distant asymptotic, and a long, blue gray walls of a sudden It was so rushed to my Yanmou, that is, Chang'an City do?
Dream thought of tens of millions of times where at the moment, it's in my eyes, in addition to wait senselessly staring, all words are superfluous ... ...
Author: mmflower
