After the Three Gorges Project set up, the landscape does not change, can be waves Rapids, Jingtao split coast Zhuang King never see it. To this end, I write my feeling dedicate it to the people who love the Three Gorges.
With the closure of the folded second river, farewell the bold and the Three Gorges, Tonight, I really want to drunk!
Three Gorges plot into a helpless drunk, into a miserable business of being cut to two of the Three Gorges culture drunk!
Three Gorges, then you have vague memories of my life to become a flower, Magnolia colored mountain lilies, swaying in the mountains, showing the goddess of your fortitude and the pride of millions of years!
Remembrance is a beautiful pain, I deeply love your blows, the fall, the Gap in the weather has felt Cecil's coolness, presage of my thoughts through the frost to the test? I hope my love will not aging too fast, and the remaining fallout is just wilted, green astringent fruit, Ming heart pain ... ... miss is always a beautiful mountain lily, in my savor your thick a Gap leaves, inner ravines of the problem is nothing you can not be replaced faint fragrance. Even if the leaves fall, and branch off, and love you tie the roots still deep in my heart.
Autumn, faint waves drifting across a plain no dream, wake up, after they failed to connect to your password, where are you, and my heart was好想好想close.
I still live in the edge of your legend, can not touch you held my hand Yuwen, feeling less than your heart and your wild tenderness waist. To usher in the dawn, I can only call the sea in his heart a thousand times thousand times you are in earnest to the eastward course of the river side, where the pace of stop suffering with! Zuiwo the Three Gorges of the ordinary passing the gradual loss of self, and my tears are the accumulation of the waves into a Philip sad, there is no beat the purpose of the cliff, such as heavenly as the Three Gorges strange shore ah, it is necessary will result in the river in the dim fade, forever fade.
Love you, still love you. Whether the origin or the edge off, whether you are a past or your future ... ... hope that every night's sleep, we all snuggle in your lake glistening like a mirror, imagine the waves kept trained once with my lullaby to sleep at ease! Looking forward to the winter closure will not be too cold, the sky is not Dayu tears, Wushan cloud and rain the weather, as always. Treasures of a dove flower plot, a sense of the eternal sentiment ran aground a cappella!
Middle of the night Yangtze River cruise on the walk through the boundless thoughts, I am tired, Three Gorges, the warmth of your thick, you pro-Huai Wei-symphonic, you big freehand ink in Chinese painting, I click the Save button, can be Documents are always not sure ... ... the goddess of my away, in the day to day where, in the millennium, the years of the time tunnel, can forget about your style constantly refreshed in the past? Love Me Tender Tianchang format? Cut Chilian paragraphs? I seals may have been chaotic, lost the right path, the answer? ... ...
And then pour yourself a glass of water the Yangtze River to the sky red wine, a cup of ginseng and the three peaks of the eight wonders of 12 wine, close your eyes, plump plump Mengguan down, and then turned into the next life lingering afterlife; again lead this life of lonely!
Tonight, let me drunk, eager to let you and I fall asleep once again in a dream drunk into Hong Li scenery.
Xiongqi Zhuang of the Three Gorges! ! ! !
Author: yaling
