Christmas, a holiday for three days.
One count, time is Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, the former do not miss it after the ride, being insipid. Then a thought, might as well leave Monday, so you can be connected to Sat Sunday together, get hold of trips planned.
Saturday, her husband to have friends from afar, accompanied by strolling, eating and play. They went in front to enjoy the local scenery, I am behind her and her husband Imagine the outside world.
I said to go Zhangjiajie. He said that ought to Hainan Island.
At that time we are walking in the beach party park, looked up, Haitian connected.
Probably because the sake of growing up in the mountains, I am the sea, and not too deep love, not to mention home at the beach, the office window even face the ocean, really tired eyes see. So do not come on Hainan Island effort, bent to climb.
Zhangjiajie Hainan husband is a regular customer, so the experts do it insisted assumed about my decision.
First shock me "to get so close, not even been to Hainan no"
See me hesitate, again scared me "Zhangjiajie this season, but very cold ah! Not any heating, you think about it!"
This move is extremely effective. I was very disappointing the northeast silver, afraid of the cold fear of everything. In particular, fear of the Yangtze River in the vicinity of winter, no heating facilities in the room, kind of cold, people no place to hide and no place to flee. Think thoroughly with cold hearts Speranskia tuberculata.
So decided to go to Hainan Island. Claims to be "best in the world Bay" spend a few days of Yalong Bay, body face and look at the blue sky sand whitecaps coconut feeling.
Trustee phone book their tickets and hotels.
Set down the next day as early as 9:30 to Sanya aircraft. There Yalong Bay hotel.
Packed up.
Pulls out a few colorful tulle skirt dress, new dress, a long short scarf, the new bought that piece swimsuit, goggles, sunglasses, sunscreen, ocean blue of breath perfume, dark light-colored lipstick, lip gloss.
I dreamed of blue sky and water when the middle of a colorful fairy. Photo photography camera.
Facts have proved that the gap between dreams and reality much.
Sunday morning, and her husband talk through the aircraft cabin windows Qiongzhou Strait, joked with each other, feeling increasingly strong sunshine outside the window, perhaps an illusion, but to the ground after it became a true sense.
Ground heat and the sun overhead, the plane, it suddenly surrounded by over, gives us the courage to lose stroll in Sanya, Yalong Bay hotel Ganben hastily.
Tropical coconut trees along the way to the most memorable.
Yalong Bay is too blue sea, sand Taibai, the temptation to get our luggage in the hotel, unloaded hastily washed a bath, go visit the beach Huanleyifu run.
Is such a beautiful bay, quiet clarity down according to the Hill, trimmed with white sand a few kilometers of the border, he wanders the dark coconut trees and flowers, several resort hotels scattered to legislate with the United States was as tourist posters.
I kicked off the high-heeled sandals, pulled her husband on the beach running Xiaonao.
Then let him come up with the camera, I am laughing while taking pictures behavior among themselves, and smug with self-deprecating.
But I very quickly lost enthusiasm for taking pictures I just want to sit quietly listening to the sound waves.
Here sound waves, unusually gentle and calm. Such as encouraging people to sleep like a wave a wave gently ask in mind.
I sat crouched on the fine white sand, relying on her husband's shoulder, and some absences.
Would like to sing, what kind of long long.
Sunset, Sea Fengliang water. Back to the hotel, eat, eat sleep.
Night sweet dreams.
The next day sleeping a Rishangsangan, people suddenly seemed to slack down. Lazy to get up and wash, lazily downstairs to the restaurant to eat breakfast, and even make-up too lazy to get involved, lazy and happy feeling, she felt as a pig.
嘿. A set of the qipao of the lean hog futures.
To visit the Butterfly Park, standing in the doorway of the Butterfly Valley 3 characters before the camera, suddenly could not help but laugh, what her husband asked me laugh, I do not say.
Inside butterfly specimen exhibition hall, there are many kinds beautiful.
Go any further, is a thriving valley streams crisp flowers. Butterflies fluttering in the sky and the sun can not give you a sense of quiet calm.
Afternoon, a friend Kaichelaijie us to Sanya.
Sanya City build a big mess, Shu no taste. So early went to a famous seafood Square, where a self-purchase to the store on behalf of the processing of seafood is known to live on the beach, eat seafood a lot, but have not eaten this, find it particularly interesting, clutching wallets straight Seafood stall.
Bought a number of shrimp snail shell, as well as local seafood hot pot cooking with fresh sauerkraut and vegetables and buy the rise, watching the squid swimming strange cute, could not resist buying one, sometimes forget that he has to eat it gadgets allergic diseases.
Stores played a pot to cook. Take sauerkraut to do bottom of the pot, rinse them from buying seafood, stained Hainan Te and some yellow pepper, eat Earned dripping.
Eat, friends to pick and returned to the Yalong Bay hotel accommodation. Pick up a bit, but also toward the darkness of the beach.
Night on the beach, tourists rarely, there is no noise, only the waves soon as soon as pat, just like mountain temple bell, like the response to the deep feeling inside. Mountain and sea and trees have become shadows, everywhere an overt or covert lights reflected in the sea, a dream-like waves beating on the waves Dengying.
We are a long time to sit and listen to the voice of the sea.
Never the same as at this moment, truly felt happiness, sincerely believe forever.
There are boundless gratitude.
This world has a variety of large and small, sorrow and suffering, but fortunately, as I do not know how to appreciate God's Chuiai, 1:00 some bewildered and disturbed.
Hanging on in her husband's arms refused to move.
A long time, jumped up Shuaishuai Tou, nothing to think about, it is better to do whole-heartedly a few days at the Yalong Bay happy pigs.
No brain, no worries.
Continued up late the next day, after it, lazy to wash the mirror dressing. Alarmed ------
The mirror of a terrifying face:
Purple swollen cheeks, but also a lot of long white spots like a grain of rice.
This is very much like to pay Zunrong Ihachi sister.
Suddenly think of it is allergic to squid.
Startled for a long time, thinking that God is the real arrange I am here to make pigs. What is also no need to cosmetics, and saving, clothes, picked the most comfortable on a half-sleeved cotton pant, long hair simply tied into a horse's tail, it is not necessary according to the mirror. Shoot camera with a few scenic strike.
Too lazy to think about this his old head, and her husband continued to eat downstairs, eating, friends Kaijulaijie and accompany us to Nanshan Scenic Area.
Originally thought it was artificial and then stir-fried place, boring, but some non-recommended take a look, went.
Unexpectedly, indeed.
Beautiful. Coconut flowers along the grass. Background is blue sea and sky. There are beautiful temples.
At noon, vegetarian fasting. Taste in general, but still eat a overturned. More and more places like the pigs of the.
Afternoon, was sent back to Yalong Bay.
Where then refuse to go to the ends of the earth sort of place Luhuitou no interest in just a few days quietly, like pigs life. Her husband into the sea to swim, and I am too lazy to even the Beach Tour (swimwear and the like, all leucorrhea a), half lying on the beach, made a silly silly hair again, so soaked in Yalong Bay, continue to eat the Shuishui eating, lazy idle busy looking at the sea listening to the sea. Or in the hotel's pool side, lying in the swing chair and watch other people swimming, I would not bother to swing side of the swing are not willing to look at and let it gently Yau with, I nap in the sun above, she felt completely into a pig.
The following non-words, but Yalong Bay where a pig's life, not go into details.
However, the pig was finally put on a plane, flew back to the city, not into the slaughterhouse, into the office, to continue to work to make money live.
Author: llily
