Turn to an expired travel magazines, so linger in cities outside of the beautiful lakes and mountains. Comfortable lying in a rattan chair and a half to enjoy the sun and wine plateau,呵呵~ ~ probably a happy life is such and such a bar.
"I have in mind the inn is a connection between past and future. Along with breath smell people's lives, with small bridges the classical families, but also with the busy life of modern people for leisure aspiration. Yes, as long as you lived in a real inn, you would prefer - hide Inn. "magazine, one is called" Happy rivers and lakes are very Inn "say the authors. To be honest, I'll Inn I was not thinking with so many ideas, just like the natural simplicity, where Bale. There can not say no is important pockets inside the silver very modest indeed. But read the article, it has also believe that they also came to the idea of Zheme Xie. The surprise is that the text describes the contents of the surprise is that the ancient city of Dali where I am now inside the inn. This well looked me up and down this small hospital had.
Into the old city, this is called YAN JURANG inexplicably came to a small hospital. Into the small hospital, the initial feeling is that these beautiful bamboo bar is very lush. Kouzhuo, unable to speak for those who use adjectives bamboo, though it is indeed beautiful, but to be honest their beautiful:) But once in the yard, only to find it full of green homes is the most enviable . Bai ancient houses hid a pair of dense trees, ancient slim, shouting the dog, quiet paths, as well as enthusiastic owners are coming together. They do not feel like the arrival of a journey Inn, but like a return to the long-awaited home. Thus, with a different kind of mood ......
"Very surprised at the Inn of compatibility, because no matter how important the identity of the guests to the Inn, you can not see them. Everyone seemed to put aside all the masks, hid in the inn came like a child's life." YAN JURANG like to have pictures of Lao Yang backs of their hands out, tell me, he and his guests one by one story. Opening is a Chang Hui-mei, that's right! Is a Ah-mei of Taiwan. Lao Yang said she was a very easy-going lovely little girl. Cute? Seems to be it, but I just like to listen to her songs. Especially the "The Sound of Ocean", you can feel the momentum that majestic, unlike the other songs feel like soft, or the kind of groan weakly. Unfortunately, not far from the YAN JURANG where there is only one Erhai Lake, where the water waves is a calm quiet, so it can not find the mood of the imagination. Seems to digress too far, but in listening to Lao Yang said, When will naturally think of A mei's songs.
Later, spoke of a young man from the United States. Yan lived in more than 10 days, although the Lao Yang's English I have not flattered by the young Chinese also just a handful of emergency word. But they still hold all the things that can help communicate stubborn. Still later, Lao Yang received his money is not, but also get a taste of things at home, be sure to give him one. Boy finally pulled Lao Yang's hands and said, you treated me like my father. Daoshi up in my side whispered: "do not even get my money like a ......" Unfortunately, I just come to one day only. Want a free, I am afraid too unfair to Lao Yang boss. Other people's YAN JURANG entirely free of it is also terrible. However, he gave us bubble tea would be very good, and is free of. That tea is roasted before, a ray of fragrance drift leisurely drift leisurely to the nose and fall in., no drinking mouth had been intoxicated by its scent to the. Ordinary day at the computer drinking coffee are sort of refreshing Dongdong, has now been given this tea conquered. But can only taste here, because if I myself really do not know how to bake the tea leaves.
A place to live, it seems, and hotels can not compare. Because this is more like a general at home. And those living in YAN JURANG, even a single girl, is also very safe.
As the sun sets, shining YAN JURANG intoxicated with a small hospital continues to lie lazily. 呵呵~ ~ ~ Now I am the happiest person had children.
Author: silkroad_dali
