Zhuhai Random Notes - I believe that life is played a number of fragments augmented pearls.
1. Zhuhai Golden aircraft over the beach to do a final glide, narrow windows, the Zhuhai show roots of the beginning. At this moment in my heart whispered, cried: This is the world's most beautiful airports do? Beach gently lie down in the sea, blazing to pick up a few off a cliff, resting on hand, and makes a sculpture. Carving is finished, the beach will be tired, Xinshou pool of, then at the seaside cliff steadily settled, lightly toward the wind, facing the sun. But this is still monotonous, and the beach they have promised a piece of land, called the Zhuhai Airport for their own companion. Pick up a friend told me that it's name is called Golden Beach.
2. Zhuhai Airport along the little people do not multi-day, round-trip from Shanghai, only two classes of aircraft. Down the aircraft, a short while, people on the astigmatism, and under the passenger at the airport entrance, finally left me and three other individuals in waiting for a train. The airport staff to see, and then walk over, introduce up for our enthusiasm. Fall time in Zhuhai began to warm up, therefore. Friend's car arrived, along the road slowly opened. Along the way there is no shadow, cars are empty. Ji Shan looked out the window, but after the trees, small hills, there are the endless sea, and my heart apart from the joy, or joy. At that moment, if we can, ah, I am willing to get off this way, barefoot, along the sea has been forward, forward. . . . . . A friend with a smile did not speak, look at my childlike surprise, then surprise, yelling, and then yelling. Oh, now think of it, and I embarrassed. Thank you, ah, friends, so that I can so indulge in Zhuhai.
3. Beaconsfield car to Beaconsfield, friends said, there is the Macau of the Gongbei. The same buildings, slightly busy lighting, enclosure adjacent to Macao and Zhuhai. Do not see any difference, but felt what it meant freedom. Zhuhai is going to leave, when specifically looked at the Gongbei, but met with a stroller from Macao to buy old lady, "what is now mainland China is also very good, the price is pretty cheap. We have come to the mainland quite easily. Of course come to buy things of. " Gongbei is the channel between Macao and Zhuhai Entry-Exit, on the Port Square, a ten thousand square meters of net significantly large underground mall in Zhuhai business's prosperity. I believe that this is a coastal city of introverted.
4. That is to couple the beach the next night in Zhuhai. Do a friend, alone in a city slowly from the Jiuzhou line. Green grass, the Jiuzhou hustle and bustle of the city grew farther away, the wind Yuejue pure black as the sea side irreplaceable. A long absence, black, seems to be able to catch people, and last night I was almost in tears at the beach PARTY, but tonight, I have a step by step adsorption close to it.
Finally away from this piece of black-near. Can do, in fact, that is, side railings vigil, watching the sea, listening to the sea sound, The monastery is surrounded seen standing there in the dark faint outline of the island. Distant couples South, balloons, Ye Feng is still flowing in, the National Day PARTY pictures on the beach last night had the passion and wild. Zhuhai, next to the fishing woman, smiled, and felt the waves yesterday and today.
Couples along the road, quietly away. Friends who have brought the stories will be spread all over the sky, the Xun De Ye Feng is also slightly sweet. Although the couple is called the road winds along the beaches of Long Beach, but only a few scattered piles of young people, who in the grass or fly a kite, or playing poker, or chat, may relate to the story of love, are like the beginning of the bar. When the story takes place, Zhuhai couple, each pair can have a kilometer-long beach. In China, there any other parts of the couple be able to do such as Zhuhai, like a luxury?
That night, from the Jiuzhou town has come to the beautiful Bay. In addition to the end of the journey to the Beijing Normal University last group of buses, there is a lovely girl. The station, I was standing alone, and she ran panting from a distance, and not standing, they hurry to open a. , "How do you have so late ah?" "Oh. You?" "Promotion it sit, tired and is tired of the flat."
Oh, I thought of selling myself on those nights. Life is so, quietly repeating the same picture. Looked at their own history in the distant staged another person into fresh now, warm current Chung out.
By windy
2003/10/08
Author: 16,936,931
