Back from Lijiang.
I am so dream to see her but was worried about her veil.
When everything is presented in front of me, when that dream of only a small amount of surprise, but also easily in crowded populations evaporate.
Had no choice but to track down the people in the morning in memory of the small bridges.
Only when I lay on the Inn of the soft bed, ears waves of Naxi ancient music came through the wood to gray tiles, and looking at a corner of light blue light blue sky, I found that I still love her so so.
There are many many people had described the color of Lijiang, but also tried to add more fun, she eventually elegantly restrained with.
Have to do is to read, Lijiang, she is still my dream.
Author: colorv
