North Road, 288 short ride from the people, sleep in the car went to the door of Panyu锦绣生态园. Walk a few minutes,
Dr. Hill went to the north gate.
The reason is that roads, which are bumpy, but for walking people, not too many obstacles. Along
The winding mountain roads to climb all the way is the beautiful lake. Hill Road, left margin of the lush pine forest on the right is a
Not even a lake. That person is more leisure time, driving car came from the city, the joy of exclusive fishing. That lake above
Sat there under the umbrella of the person, preoccupied with other professionals in a quiet fish bait. "Sitting angler, it would only have envy the situation of fish
. "I did not come to fish, there is only going back on the mountain and looking for more doctor mountain mountain lake.
Quiet mountain road, and only occasionally a few cyclists hanging around the youth, the remaining, in addition to the lake a few few and far between
Angler than that I like to wander to see the landscape of this person.
Mountains and there is no wind, not to sit on the roadside of the Department, I would rather the only way to bypass with a few bends to see the mountains,
Look at forest roadside grass, smell of bursts of Kusaka, it is important to have a relaxed mood. Because in such a quiet, only
Hear Qiuchong chirp of the mountains, the work of the troubles inside the Fan Chen mundane city have nothing to do with me. Also tomorrow, regardless of
Have to face what I have in the mountains is a pure person, a happy person.
Take a look at on-street bike flies, but after the teenager, think about that distant village home, in the past, I would also like them to a
Sample, there is his beloved bicycle, riding hanging everywhere. Just, now accustomed to the bus ride I can not remember the cyclist
The taste of.
Unconsciously, I have walked halfway up the mountain, with the mountain a turn, a burst mountain breeze stroked my face, eyes suddenly see the light. Original
I have come to the doctor to the south of the mountain. Yamashita, several separate lakes, the lake was calm and had not seen a trace of ripple
Yi, as the quiet mountain not see uproar. Lake in the distance is the foot of the mountains of the houses, then there must have this mountain of a
Individual's home. Just that, a scene that also has such a beautiful my home is nowhere to be seen, nowhere to be Tiao.
Mountain breeze blowing in my little bit of homesickness his depression. I will simply sit in a roadside bush, distant hill overlooking it
Beautiful lakes, take a look at it on a verdant tree-lined Hu Di, I think it is also living in the mountains of such villages in the parent
Pro.
The cool breeze gently blowing, I just quietly sitting, ears suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound. It turned out that the mountain yellow
Bee too lonely, and I want a companion. It is flying around my side, but I fear it was Stinger, quickly jumped up.
Ran out of the mountain, however, it seems to refuse to leave, but also with me a fly. A last resort, I have only come up with a newspaper
Blocking it, let it fly beside me.
Let Hornets interrupt my sleep, I have only slowly to continue my mountain wandering. But take a look at the mountains, the sky, only
Are folded back to the road. Because I know that the rain always come very quickly in the mountains, but when I come nowhere Ke Dang.
Along the mountain and back, but until I went to half time, the rain has started up the next, but fortunately is not that far apart
. Da Zhuosan walking mountain path, bit by bit hit umbrellas, accompanied by rain pine trees of the "imperfections" sound, played an
Mountain rain symphony. That person is still the lake fishing sit umbrella, only I do not know how many fish have been hooked?
From the north gate out, walked back to锦绣生态园the door, sit back to Guangzhou in 288, he drove out of Chung's time, even a
Back, found a restaurant with a beautiful name, is called "Food Story."
Author: kandy_001
