The United States was already reached 8 at noon, and that rushing to go home before the banditry in the dark years of the driver group threw in eight of our beautiful town, with its speed we can not believe that Yi Liuyan to disappear ... ...
We are 4 Ti Zheda packages, watching the strange eyes looked at us in the same town Tibetans, and then the relative smile ... ..
Still whispered with a butterfly, as mentioned in lhakang I am not asking the driver to stop, she has no good face to show me ....
It was a vanity of girls aspire to, in particular, see the Yellow Sect was glittering as the Golden temple, she can not help but always takes a sigh: That was gold ah ... ... ...
No good face to show me were the only one eight-US House: "Sorry, not today's business ... ...."
God is not going to sleep in the streets of New Year here, right? I can not imagine that we have a few fools here displaced ... ...
Fortunately, I still remember to go and I am in town, there is an open door, "Tibet House Music"
I can comfort you have comforted yourself: This is already a very mature tourist area of ....
It was a small building by a circle surrounded by a two-storey family hotel, the entrance read, "Golden Sun collectors happy." Open the door that the door ajar, to see is a very pleasant courtyard, yard table arrayed two bowls and chopsticks, like the intention to look for a meal. Female boss to see if we come in, very strange. Say that today is New Year's Eve, did not intend to do business, all the attendants are on holiday, only to come back home and their loved ones are reunited, and no one entertains us.
I finally know what it meant to help, what is no other way ... ... Fortunately, this impasse so that I put down in a senseless self-esteem ...
Almost the same time, we line kept saying: do not entertain, do not entertain, and as long as the provision of room and the bed is enough ...
At that moment, I felt that I, and there is no difference between a beggar boss to see if we pay a pitiful appearance, and looked back seats that seat on the table the old lady, old lady thought, a wave, said to her: away from home, who is not easy, today, New Year's Eve, you will have to meet is also another edge, then let them stay there bar ... ...
Thank you, he kept our mouths ... .... And then embarked on the second floor rooms ... respectfully.
The old lady asked pointing to the food before us: do eat together bar ... ..
I take the lead in head shake like a rattle, like: Do you eat your food, we have eaten ....
In fact, from the morning to escape Kangding, we have a bowl of milk and a half apart from the root fritters what is not eaten outside of the ....
I always thought a lot of people have been disturbed, so sprinkled with a sort of a small lie ....
躲在房间里done eating solid food the morning to buy bread, I think we can go to swinging about the whole thing ....
We are in the female boss, "Oh, the evening dinner" and warned him and the door Natiao Tibetan mastiff Kuanghao black out of the gate a pity that we are not a person to the phrase "dinner" at heart, which made me regret it until now. . . .
At that time the sky still early, we should be able to point to a small town marked with cooked food, buy some fruit and the like, to not moment, we can also buy a bottle of wine ah Father, if so we can at least openly began before sitting wonderful table night ah.
But we really do not have this experience, but also the lack of the mind, including the 5000 hurricane claims to have possession of land where I am.
8 Beauty is a quiet town, I am very comfortable with the old arm stretch the old legs, the plateau the spirit of the thin air makes me a hundred times, I have a feeling of home, a butterfly is very greedy side dishes to absorb the possession of every trace of cultural atmosphere, they tend to hang around a long time that the town of the mouth of a string of White Tower, the stare at it a month low in that gallery where devout Tibetans turned in by the barrel. But when they found that it was on the road riding a high first Malaysian roaring past the Tibetan young man, finally put aside all modesty, as excited to see the four kings of women FANS. They stare at the long tail of those with a fur hat, his face caltrop clear, full of just-yang flavor, but still has a corner naked chest of the Kham guy, that moment, their faces filled with the radiance of happiness: "Fumio ah. .. "
I finally could not take the girls look at me, look after the male beauty to my eyes to show the inferior barbarians. . .
I have returned to a golden sun, I sleep, I sleep, basking in the warm sun shine on the slightly cold winter afternoon. . .
Waking up is the evening, the sun is still bright, I have the setting sun, relying on logs do walls, swinging chairs, hands casually turned over the magazine, but did not look into a word, his mind cranky. Very much like the carefree life of the state, Petty said that it is called petty bourgeoisie, but I am obviously angry, young, ah. . . . (KOKO once said: you do not install angry, young, you are just a bully)
More than a few more cars in the yard, the boss wife's relatives at home also continued to come, women in the Manghuo Zhao, a harmonious atmosphere. Side dishes, a butterfly, petty bourgeoisie, and other people's family members actually playing mahjong years, but we are all a look at Group C level, only bet a lap, Figure a lively, and I am not involved, only to see them happy, and I happy and smiling. . .
Author: smpig
