Mother told us very excited when I go to Long Island.
Long Island, beautiful name, I seem to see the open sea, however, a long island Tsui lying ... ...
What I was attracted by the beautiful reverie, or wanted to escape the city in all the memory?
Night walk under the rain. I quietly sat inside the car to see raindrop hit the windows on, and dim the lights, the Fanchu brown halo, I think, it was gray, opaque angel tears ... ... stuffed with headphones, listening to the aci affectionate songs, my heart was suddenly drifting away a trace of sadness ... ... and me, but you can not find a suitable reason to explain.
Perhaps this worldly, not any results or the occurrence needs to have reasons to be explained, it reminds me of Gizmo Guys and grape endless arguments: "Love one reason for people who need it?"
"Do not need it?"
"Need it?"
... ... ( "Westward Journey" dialogue)
Suddenly thought of the primary-letter words addressed to me: The past will come, which will go away anyway, are not sure, why insist too strongly?
I always do, so that their load carrying overweight and can not extricate themselves ... ...
Life is a reincarnation, therefore, we have so many dreams to achieve, while the reality is often so that we can not.
With all kinds of thoughts and inexplicable questions, I am drunk in the song, drowsy and to sleep ... ... only to hear the cars in the trance-like in human kidding, snore, half awake for a little dark to see the cars, food, incense, and automotive endless bumpy ... ...
The next morning when I woke up bleary-eyed, we have already reached the coast of Penglai. As the Long Island surrounded by the sea, we only go by boat.
In the long whistle, we set foot on the boat. Bend down to look in the upstairs of the cabin sea, sea water is suffused with the green shadow of the waves, white gulls flying over from the front, tucked smell the sea breeze blowing ... ... Pumian
Unconsciously it is the sea of the Central Bank, due to days of Yin Hui, water, the sky is gray the same color, blurred Symphony. And I still was in the sea level is expected to see the subtle, and some islands are dim in the hazy and indistinct, Oh, been a number of ignorant people Sheng called "mirage."
General There are some things that can not be hidden, even if we do not see the truth.
However, we see the outline.
No alternative but to indifferent and laughed. In Penglai, even if it is already far from the sea, people still hope that their lucky ones who can see a mirage, It turned out that the wish of unfinished business from the heart would really stand in the shadow of tragic aesthetic. Even see what? Epiphyllum is not yet as fleeting as a stunning? The excitement is bound to give birth to a sad desert sighs - like life, Shaohua goes by, an instant, the passage of time, earth-shaking ... ...
Our emotions are too humble to stand the time of grinding, precipitation ... ...
Unreal things began to hate, though beautiful. I aspire to plain real life.
See the lingering and ups and downs of the Green Island, I know that going to the Long Island. After the upset with a Jisi crowded, and the slight sea breeze awakened by a headache, we have set foot on this land.
Neither remote locations are losing their leaves even less luxurious Imperial Imperial House, this is just plain small fishing village, it also hunched several buildings in the European fairy-tale kingdom, ranging between noise and Lengji is people's enthusiasm for fishing family smile.
All in all, I have touched at heart, a Mokemingzhuang sense of security.
Fishing families live, eat & Deli, from the stone out of our forests, calling them to enjoy life in the fields. Oh, they do not farm, they should, the fisherman living Caidui.
The weather is changeable side, we have just entered the fisherman, then a downpour by the clinical baptism. Nap already clear up the day after tomorrow, but not the dry and hot, cool wind kissing our cheeks when still in the ear Whispering crooning an unknown story.
Afternoon, we sail out to sea with the fishermen to catch fish, and in fact, it will only let us Chang Changxian children Bale. Several basket-like network to the sea fling, pulled out the only starfish and small crabs, were the kids to grab an empty ... ... just remember that sunny had never been seen on the island hilltop windmill is spinning, flowing white dreams, The ship suddenly swaying sea of the Central, so that we fear, and the lifejacket fasten.
Have to admit, even though how much I love the sea, do not want to bottom of the sea to become fish food, I live like a modern version of Yeh. And Yeh, it has already been cloned hundreds of millions of one come - we are so weak, they are so helpless.
The sea is cold and quiet night, Star dark blue canvas as if I do not know by whom Caesar had not fresh gems, but also cast a yellow and white is not clear by whom the month.
The village there were very few walking outside encountered almost all the tourists all over. These days, I do not know what the fishing family in celebrating the holiday, and the mountains there are bonfire party, dragon and lion dances, singing and playing, a bustling! Yamashita is not inferior to the small village, had to have disco, a strong rhythm of mass well away, Qingkou the hearts of every individual, so that passers-by could not help but put in-place dance, good cozy!
The rise of brilliant fireworks, beautiful!
Can the beginning of a brilliant bad sensation, and then sparsely intermittently, and then later on quietly to disappear - like life, such as love.
On the third day, we went to nine ten feet cliff.
Hill is not high, King not show on the road is not dangerous, people have a lot of.
Here, let me note a rocky beach in Long Island more. We are in Europe and fin Bay, playing in the water, wet skirt Sang, where large, gray stone. Then we walk the stone path skateboarding, in fact, in some places thin, narrow overlooking the sea, but also be quite dangerous to go ... ... fairy bridge, over asking for the moon, in fact, only a symbolic play about nothing. Did not have thoroughly enjoyed themselves with a trace of our tired and not emotionally attached to leave the nine perilous cliff ten feet.
To the ocean and not be regarded as a kind of seaweed washing regret it, especially for those of us in terms of inland people.
As a result, we came to Half Moon Bay to swim.
Cold water Speranskia tuberculata, I do not Fu Xiaoshou to are those boats and jet skis have given me the greatest pleasure and excitement.
Always feel that life is dull, such as stagnant water, there is no anger at all.
I need a little boost!
On the sea, the young boy playing tricks of the boat, again and again the alarm that reminds me of Wang Shuo's article is entitled: Guo Bayin die!
In fact, there is a person is not careful, the ship may be due to loss of balance and overturned. Maybe I was too much fuss over, I always felt it was enchanting dance between life and death, perhaps nothing, and is not it?
From that moment, I am even more passion for life, in fact, is small, the most despised is the suicide person. While growing up, I gradually realized that people, sometimes frustrating and contradictory, and despair ... ... I do not have thought of going to another faraway world?
This moment I figured out finally what do not want to escape.
The soul of those senseless!
Re coming road that seem to have is a reincarnation, once呀one time, how far? I think, probably a few light years away!
That is so clever, to when the road is also lingering under the intermittent rain, and I, it has already pulled out of the sadness ... ...
Ear is Faye Wong's "sky":
I am the sky, why hang wet tears?
My sky, why the total gray face?
... ...
I can not say how many Long Island is good, but I still hope that you have the time to the trip. Somewhere it will give you a clear, a revelation, that is the language not to speak out. Buddha, saying: can not say that can not be said to have!
It was a safe place, will not be homesick.
Everything.
Only intentions. Experience.
I just write about what I feel, did not provide you some very important information, because I think only experience is the most real.
Grateful to the landlord on Long Island is a teacher Zhao (05,353,093,274) tour guide Miss Li (0535-3095247)
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Author: hunzhang
