Swimming possession of the Tao Ping Keung
Chu Shi Tao Ping pen from the pieces of painting, that combination of points and lines are very beautiful houses. But then I heard again all the see the story of Qiang made me right here to give birth to an infinite yearning. My first stop is here, it will be so excited about the way forward.
Get off to see the upsurge of travel to the crowd, the thrill of the heart by half. Flew about the neighborhood has not been developed stockade, car rental go.
As the surface of the mountain road bumps, my heart began to fly again. My journey has finally begun! I like the house was from the black kids are not willing to let Ben Chu eyes miss the plants and trees on both sides refused to master with the car off the windows for my good intentions, repeatedly asked this question on that. When they pointed to the distant snow-capped mountains about once spent five days and five nights when I have the experience of reaching the top heartfelt admiration.
Car to a small half-, Yang Master let me stop and look at panoramic views of peach-Ping, who I had the same dream castle neatly arranged like building blocks, where the nation's rise and fall of listening to him, disclosed in a simple language of faint pride.
This time my feet are the ruins of a house is said to have been a big Guanzhai, a small stone in the sun shining bright light, Young Master tells me is because the rocks where the fish are rich in sand. I can imagine was once a brilliant, carefully picking up a few small carry-on bag.
Ride along with a fellow teacher always cautious Yang looked at me, I always laughs and says on the ah, do not account for the location of my window into the side. In this way a while, he would get off Quzhai a few apples and threw them to me, and I like them, wiped his hands, biting down, there is a special sweet. Longer follow a period, he also he went next to the farmers at home, and then came out of my hand on the addition of a sweet-smelling corn. Along the way I looked at him around are interested in stop-go and in the name of greeting people on the roadside. I love this neighborhood and the envy of the intimacy.
Stone house Lei Cheng, more and more I jumped out of the car. Every household of the drying stage, what vegetables are corn, Liang Zhao, showing a harvest scene, and in the sun even a trace of a random harmony. A special kind of old Mrs invited me home, trips to photograph her daughter come up with a new set of clothes I wear. Suddenly, I became a woman Qiang home. At that moment, I am extremely happy. Under the guidance of the local people came to the village center, springs from an ancient Shilong mouth spray, ??? drink in hand, the sweet incomparable. Me, and attracted a crowd of onlookers, including an aunt asked me out loud: "You are women (saying anything) or men?" I am proud to answer: "Women!" In a well-intentioned I heard his laughter in the with their hearty laughter, like the ancient Qiang Zhai echoed over.
Go look inside, one apple forest. Someone shouted: "young man, eat apples!" Carter, an apple thrown me, a happy heart, catch, fragrance Qin Heart and I, happy boundless.
Tude to see a ruin, a copy of desolation are so vividly embodied. Raise their cameras for another go, because they know that their performance does not come, only to see him quietly into the heart.
Turn down to, as we stroll into Taoping still Yourenruzhi.
Here every smile on my enthusiasm for it seems as good according to Hill, could be all the beautiful rooms all need to pay a dollar to enter. The beginning, some depressed, he switched to the way they want to be rich approach seems to have been beyond reproach, I do not have this right to demand everywhere to see the smiling faces of innocence, there are smiles to me should be satisfied.
In the walk through the stockade, when that several tall towers will be a century of vicissitudes, as calmly standing in my eyes, I was thoroughly impressed by the magnanimity of the. Go to the corner that no one looked up, insisting that this way you can see that I should see the castle.
Zhaizi the middle Nazuo the highest towers, the roof and red pepper, golden fields of corn like a prop, so I feel beautiful to be true. Not every visitor will be carved into a tree along a ladder that climbed to the highest point. This makes me very much of the lucky. Standing on the top of the towers, sweeping views of the stockade, in the sunshine Fanchu a special kind of light, I suddenly feel that earth-shaking is like that. Either the sound of the wind in my ear kick into gear, he was touched by his heart overflow slowly submerged.
From the Tulou down side next hill walking. They have had some tough Padaoshanding. Found here is Taoping see the most beautiful sight, but the tragedy is also simultaneously - the film did not, and storage in the master of the Yang family, and my heart can imagine the frustration. Simply not concerned about the sit down and watch days to see the sun of the ancient Tibetan stone house.
Pale blue sky has suddenly become my favorite of the blue, I smile and laugh, and enjoy the kind of very slow wind, I heard the voice: good times in mind!
Author: Y123CH
