The concept of the Chieftain and his entirely from the A to the "dust settles."
Although I know that not all will have, like wheat toast their toast like Shaer Zi, wheat his family, as brilliant and legendary stories. However, as the supreme ruler of a region, each toast, there will be similar to the castle. The proud, the glory, dark, dirty, and were all inclusive and up. Civilians, to see just brick walls up to maintain the authority of the mysterious and infinite.
Did not expect that after a lapse of so far, but also touch on a little toast of the Yi Hen.
From the Siguniangshan bound Xiao Jin, along the way to see the Tibetan man's house is a pleasure. Enclosed together in boxy stone houses, each household is like a small castle. The same shape, are using a piece of stone formed on a thin, clean colors, filled with exotic patterns, thus it will have a more artistic feel. Decorations around the mountains will be as if works of art niches, set off in just right.
To the fertile days, it's still so a castle. It gives the impression that is somewhat different. The same brick, but old and run-down, showing some of the vicissitudes of history; the same as the Quartet enclosure, the scale has been much greater; have become more domineering; no extra decoration, such as a long chimney structures, they are sufficient to indicate the owner's identity. This is the fertile day toast Castle.
Did not expect to be here and the "toast" the word meet. Complete words in the text there is no detailed record of the history of toast, in the word of mouth in the process of an already sediment go into the history of the term, but gave the people more fresh stimulation and feelings. At least I have been excited trembling. Instant influx of mind, is one of the elderly wearing robes, his face serious, standing tower on a wave, into the 100 heads have rolled on the ground ... ...
The castle has apparently fallen into disrepair, the entrance was sealed. So I can not board, get a better feel then the unlimited authority of the toast. A stone bridge leading to the castle, such as the chimney of the building entrance that opened a lot of shooting on the hole, bunker play a role, can protect the castle and live in one of the family toast. Thus, even hold the reins of the supremacy of the toast, still has a weak and cowardly nature, need to draw such a magnificent building, to seek a little sense of security bar.
Granny was sitting in a toast before the lazy of basking in the sun at Fort. See I would like to take pictures, then motioned me to come to the bridgehead to the viewfinder. Granny do not understand this is a camera, only to see many people making the castle, but also have some gratitude for his point of view. I then went to the bridgehead. While noon, the sun bright even more run-down castle, quite some people have changed the desolation. Want to come should also not far from settled. Perhaps the burst of light breeze blowing on a particular day, we hear the "boom" is heard, far from seeing a dusty, this piece of land have occurred on the story of glory had ever existed, it is also with the dust and the sky, and then again be ignored. Slowly, fewer and fewer people telling stories, where the mountains have also lost the backing of independent existence becomes universal brotherhood again.
With this intention, then some sentimental up. Granny asked why this one went so far as the castle of the legacy of history has not been a corresponding state of repair. Although wearing the brand heritage. Very simply replied: "no money!" So, on the left to the wind and rain, which it has run its course. Run over the wheel of history here, has left some traces, can future generations on the left to dust and then the traces of such annihilation, come to earth a boundless?
Author: Jennylh
