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Emei Shan, as a meditation of the millennium, the sentiment of the thousands of years old, in the years of the earth where Fasan Zhao Buddha wind light, wisdom, kind of being indifferent and sincerity, while the golden dome is beautiful and pure like his daughter, with a pair of bright eye to see Red Dust Vientiane, with a kind of love to listen to the outer Chanting from Mountains Afar. People's minds is the magic that is magic, man Xin Shifo Jifo heaven and earth and our hearts be together, so there is not snow dust pollution in the world, with the cloud billowing from the Yinyun wind, with the stars like flashes of 10 million St. lights, with flame-like is ready to sunrise, with Yizhenyihuan clear as a mirror of the Buddha ... ... scenery here is fine and take a Department, seek public mountains, human heaven, paintings estate.
Like a north wind inside the Golden Lingshuang the pride of the snow lotus, you can savor from Lianban disclosed in bursts of cold, but when Tiao heart to feel, there were a cool floral Yigu parcels in the cold where a little bit of bloom, Feedthrough human lung, the pain of life left and gently wiped off the dust, his head is a cool jade, sky, the chest is a cool似水Yu-Temple, gently gather the cloud Also scattered, and the light landscape like waking dream, Rou Rou's mind sees a distant horizon on the fly, the moment did not know their own right where ... ...
To the Qi Bayue, the heat and high temperatures are golden dome is interpreted as the story of a foreign country to another legend, in the refreshing mountain breeze, people can only imagine the perception that country where the scene of toil. The sound of rhododendrons and fir Lin Shasha, when green leaves, red white shadows of flowers, as well as the sky Wenliang the sun, the golden dome call into the shade of dreams, until the white full moon stuck its head, Jinding's dream will be even more sweet and serene, like the March of the spring waters cover the skin, like the sweet mint moist to breathe, like having a leisurely sway of the flute music echoed in the dreams of the plot where unwilling to wake up, do not want to wake up, until the dream of morning dew inside a heart open to fragrant.
There are clear and crisp, as well as the spring breeze was blowing, golden dome of the Four Seasons is always a cool and bright and clean singing the songs, time did not follow the merciless also brought the face of youth, photocathode also be wiped away in a hurry warm picture.
Whether the nine days of ding-dong of the water droplets escape the Galaxy and whether Sanhuaxianzi lost beloved Han-yu, whether faint monsoon never found a resting place ... ... in the hustle and bustle of the Red Dust flashy corner of a beautiful girl bathed in Qiongjiang Yujiebingqing nectar, sucking the sun and the moon cream chiffon flying Qinggemanwu, rotating out the year, cool world, with its mountains, water, a touch of bloom open in the mist between the ... ...
Author: dellren123
